Hi there, this is my first fanfic, a very short one. Its written based on the chapter at the Dark Moon final episode celebration party (I can't remember the exact chapter, sorry). I hope I interpreted Kyoko's feelings accurately, or maybe I've been delusional throughout the story. Anyway, I just wanted to explore what feelings might have gone through her mind at that stage… (but really, I desperately want them to get together NOW)
Please uh, criticize and comment! Thanks!
Disclaimer: I own no part of Skip Beat, characters, story etc etc, except these string of words.
Master of her Heart
By greenconfetti
She put on that false mask again, knowing that it was her only hope, that it was the only way she could save herself – from falling in love again. That box had been locked, at that moment, for forever. Her heart was safe from the uncontrollable circumstances of the outside world, impervious to external forces. She would make sure it stayed that way. Even if it meant hurting the one who loved her.
Deep in the depths of her locked up heart, she recognized the signs evident of his feelings towards her. That time when she was dressed up as Natsu, at his drama shooting, when he almost said those unforgivable words, which she skillfully avoided.
Somewhere deep in her heart, she knew that he had feelings towards her – the depth of which she refused to find out. Hence, she locked herself up under a façade, a pretense of innocence. It was self-defense, you mustn't blame her. She harbored no hopes of ever being loved. You must understand – she felt that she was underserving of this love. Maybe if she ignored it, he would give up and find someone else to love, someone so much more deserving of love than her, than her already shattered heart.
Deep inside, this hurt her. Yet she was so adept at finding excuses for these feelings that she attributed it to respect for her senpai. She was so focused on protecting that treasure chest, her heart, that she delusioned herself, that she did not feel anything for him.
She was determined, above all else, that she alone would be the master of her heart – no one else – not even him.