One Step Away
Summary: One step away, from what he wants. And though he may not always be strong, in places he doesn't belong, he holds onto a feeling. This burning feeling that stands above all of his feelings.
Warning: Unbeta-ed. I'm not a genius at grammar so if you're the type to be a grammar-error-phobic, I suggest you go read something else =___="||.
Disclaimer: The only time when Syaoran and Eriol will belong to me would be when pigs fly without wings.
Author's Note: Italics imagine them as a lyric piece from Eriol's POV.
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Drabble; 183 words
I'm only one step away…
And though I may not always be strong,
In places where I do not belong…
One step was all he needed. He was just one step away from what he wanted. With just one step, what he wanted was all there. But he was afraid to move. He was afraid to choose between what was fake and what was real… He was afraid of his own fear.
This burning feeling…
I hold on to this feeling,
That stands above all of my feelings…
What was it about him? His childish arguments? His dark amber eyes and messy auburn hair? 'What is it about him that makes me feel so…comfortable?' He wondered. He reaches out for the hem of the Little Wolf's shirt but suddenly, he drops his hand back down to his side. 'No…' He stops walking and watches the back of his Little Wolf. 'It's not my time yet…' He tells himself. He closes his eyes and takes in a deep breath. 'I was only one step away…'
I was one step away…
From all I want…
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Quick Note: Not the best lol, but hope you guys enjoyed this. Yei my second fic up on FF. XD Comments will be loved and appreciated. ;D