In My Pocket
By Fallon Sanada
A/N: Musings of a Trooper about the yoroi, to the tunes of Mandy Moore's "In My Pocket". Lyrics do jump around.
//My heart in your back pocket//
I hold in my palm the key to my existance. The key to the existance of this planet.
If it weren't for this small round ball, this planet would no longer exist.
How is it all possible, I wonder, how did this happen to me?
I don't suppose I'll ever know. Kaos is gone, and it was he who selected me and four friends to be the Yoroiden Samurai Troopers.. Or was it? Maybe it was just fate. I don't really know.
Does it matter?
No, I don't think it does. It just happened. Either way, I'm a Trooper. No avoiding that.
//Baby don't leave me here without it//
Is this the only reason I live? For this senseless, endless fighting? I don't know. I don't even know if I'll live to the age of twenty at this rate.
I'm fifteen. I don't wanna die.
I often wonder how the others cope with it. Maybe because they have so many hobbies that don't require much thought- Ryo with his swords; Seiji with the meditating, bonsai and wooden flute; Shuu with video games, television, and food; and Shin with cooking and keeping us all from going completely insane.
I read, write, whatever. That requires thinking and far too often I lose myself within my own mind. I still don't know how I cope with all of this so much of the time. I'm the cool, calm, collected thinker..
Man, don't I wish I felt that way.
//Among the many muted faces//
I wonder how I could ever be normal..
The yoroi shattered that, but I had already shattered it. I was too smart.
Heh, is there such a thing? I have a high IQ. Is that so bad?
I guess I am a freak, therefore I am. LOL.
Will the yoroi protect me from the other guys' taunts? Didn't think so.
They know I'm smarter than they are.. Sometimes I wish I could just armor up and show them that I'm not the wimp I pretend to be, just because I don't want to hurt them.
You know, until I gained the yoroi, I didn't know how Buffy the Vampire Slayer felt, trying to keep her own identity and have a life while saving the world.
Now I do.
//You try to find me in the spaces//
Writing this is hard.
It's all the feelings I've had since this whole thing started. Now I'm letting them out.
I remember Talpa.. I was terrified, but I'd be damned if I'd let the others know that.
I think Seiji knew how I felt, though.. I think he was the only one. My best friend.
Sometimes I still have nightmares about it, waking up drenched in sweat and finding myself unable to go back to sleep for the rest of the night.
Last week I went back home. My dad wasn't home. He still isn't.
Yesterday my english teacher asked us to write an essay on our heroes. I know that the other kids will choose people like famous stars or whatever.
I'll choose someone so much closer to home.
My best friend, Seiji, maybe, or possibly our leader, Ryo..
Oh well.
Being a hero isn't all it's cracked up to be, after all.
By Fallon Sanada
A/N: Musings of a Trooper about the yoroi, to the tunes of Mandy Moore's "In My Pocket". Lyrics do jump around.
//My heart in your back pocket//
I hold in my palm the key to my existance. The key to the existance of this planet.
If it weren't for this small round ball, this planet would no longer exist.
How is it all possible, I wonder, how did this happen to me?
I don't suppose I'll ever know. Kaos is gone, and it was he who selected me and four friends to be the Yoroiden Samurai Troopers.. Or was it? Maybe it was just fate. I don't really know.
Does it matter?
No, I don't think it does. It just happened. Either way, I'm a Trooper. No avoiding that.
//Baby don't leave me here without it//
Is this the only reason I live? For this senseless, endless fighting? I don't know. I don't even know if I'll live to the age of twenty at this rate.
I'm fifteen. I don't wanna die.
I often wonder how the others cope with it. Maybe because they have so many hobbies that don't require much thought- Ryo with his swords; Seiji with the meditating, bonsai and wooden flute; Shuu with video games, television, and food; and Shin with cooking and keeping us all from going completely insane.
I read, write, whatever. That requires thinking and far too often I lose myself within my own mind. I still don't know how I cope with all of this so much of the time. I'm the cool, calm, collected thinker..
Man, don't I wish I felt that way.
//Among the many muted faces//
I wonder how I could ever be normal..
The yoroi shattered that, but I had already shattered it. I was too smart.
Heh, is there such a thing? I have a high IQ. Is that so bad?
I guess I am a freak, therefore I am. LOL.
Will the yoroi protect me from the other guys' taunts? Didn't think so.
They know I'm smarter than they are.. Sometimes I wish I could just armor up and show them that I'm not the wimp I pretend to be, just because I don't want to hurt them.
You know, until I gained the yoroi, I didn't know how Buffy the Vampire Slayer felt, trying to keep her own identity and have a life while saving the world.
Now I do.
//You try to find me in the spaces//
Writing this is hard.
It's all the feelings I've had since this whole thing started. Now I'm letting them out.
I remember Talpa.. I was terrified, but I'd be damned if I'd let the others know that.
I think Seiji knew how I felt, though.. I think he was the only one. My best friend.
Sometimes I still have nightmares about it, waking up drenched in sweat and finding myself unable to go back to sleep for the rest of the night.
Last week I went back home. My dad wasn't home. He still isn't.
Yesterday my english teacher asked us to write an essay on our heroes. I know that the other kids will choose people like famous stars or whatever.
I'll choose someone so much closer to home.
My best friend, Seiji, maybe, or possibly our leader, Ryo..
Oh well.
Being a hero isn't all it's cracked up to be, after all.