What Do I See (Prologue)
Pairing: Kid x Maka
Spoiler: Eh. It refers to Spartoi. So only manga spoilers
Authors Note: This is one of my first story's that have to do with SE or basically anything anime related. I'm not the best writer so please give me a chance at this. Thankies~ Oh, this also takes place like.. 5 years after the Spartoi was formed.
This should have a song with it. So here it is. : .com/watch?v=zo3oLnWodsM&feature=related
WARNING: I do love to write creepy fan-fiction. It's kind of my thing. Heh.
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Actions not words
Actions not words
We must not speak, we must only move.
For if we speak, we could fall in love. I am not ever to do that. I never talk to anyone, For there is the risk of falling in love. I learned that from the past; the dreadful past that I wish not to bring up. Though people try to speak of it, I move to a different questioning. I dread my past, it brings back thoughts of love and sorrow, pain and agony.
I wish not hear it
I wish not speak it
If I am to talk, I have a dreadful risk of falling for someone. I fell for someone in the past, from talking, speaking, having convivial conversations. I used to talk very much, but...
Then it happened
My dreadful past
Unforgotten
My weapon, Soul.
He, my reason for agony and sorrow.
He, my reason for happiness and love.
It is he, my weapon, which makes me dread the past. He risked everything for me.
Even his own life
His death, the most agonizing thing I have ever seen. He risked it all, everything. I gave nothing. He just smiled at me. That smile, that beautiful smile… I could see in his eyes, he had a wanting. We both had a wanting.
Each-other
Before I could tell him, he had passed. On our last soul, He and I tried our best to help Kid, The new death god, But…But…I was foolish… I myself was almost killed, but he protected me, as all weapons are supposed to do. He was slashed, killing right in front of my eyes. I was in love with him, we both had the same attraction to each other, considering why our wavelength patterns were so high. Before I could tell him my feelings. Before I could speak my feelings.
I wish not speak ever
I wish not love ever
That is why I do not speak of my past. That is why I must not speak ever. From words, there is the chance of friendship and love.
I walk these hallways of the school I once had fun times in. I walk near rooms of new meisters getting taught, I walk through every inch of the school… I pass by the Death room, seeing the rather young looking shinigami, staring out of a window.
I must not look
The death god, referred to as Death now. No longer is his name "Death The Kid" He dreads it… All of the lines of Sanzu, connected together. From that battle where I lost him He protected us all, his powers awakened… That is how we all survived the dreadful fight…
But still
I miss speaking to the god, his perfect hair and perfect smile, His golden eyes of perfection. I miss speaking of him..
No
I must not speak
I must use action
That is how I must interact, even if I interact at all.
The death god, he helped me, comforted me after death overcame my weapon.. He would never leave my side…
I then on thought that I must not speak, but use my actions.
I was so close
So close to falling for the death god.
I could see in his eyes, every time we were to meet, he would have a saddened face, but his golden eyes would always shimmer, with that gleam of hope, to hear words getting spoken. He would open his mouth to speak, a tear rolling down the death god's pale cheek, trying so hard. It was heartbreaking to him. I could see in his eyes, his true feelings for I.
For I had the chance to return them, but…
I must not speak
I must not speak
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