echo
written by aeyta
note: wow i was bored. this is short. and not too good, i wrote it up in like five minutes. ^^:; i wanted to write something different so its kind of strange. you may not know whats going on.
DEBUT
So beautiful.. serene...
"Are you alright?" her voice sounded gentle in his ears, ringing over and over again. So beautiful.
"Syaoran," so soft and quiet. She's not timid at all, she's just so perfect. Full of grace and kind with a purpose.
There's always a purpose.
"Syaoran, hello? Are you there?" he couldn't answer, her beauty was too great. Her beauty shined in all her glory and her dark eyes glistened in the light.
"Are you sick?" Concerned over his wellbeing. Of course, she's too kind. Generous... wonderful... each graceful step.
"Syaoran?" And then he kissed her on the lips, her soft lips. Her eyes widened in suprise as he did. He broke the kiss off.
"S-Syaoran..." her lips trembled, her hands shaking. She never knew... her knees buckled and her eyes were still big in 0surprise, still glistening. Her cheeks were faintly tinted red, flushed. She tried hard to fight off the blushes that were willing to come.
"I'm sorry," he replied. His voice sounded apologetic, sincere. He didn't mean to hurt her, he would never do that. He couldn't, she was too lovely. Too lovely... echo...
"I don't know why..." his voice is hardly a whisper, heard only by her. Finally she moves.
"I... I like you," she mutters softly. Her words rolling off her tongue quick, fast. Her cheeks started to slowly turn crimsom.
His eyes widen, how could she like him? She was far too lovely... graceful... serene.
Blush.
"I couldn't help myself," he admits.
She takes a step towards him, her dark hair cascading off of her shoulders and onto her back, trailing after each graceful step... each graceful step...
She takes one slim hand and touches his shoulder. How could she be so white? So pale?
And then she kisses him on his lips, softly. Gentle, just like her. She stops.
And he looks at her.
"Tomoyo..." even her name sounds lovely. Just like her.
And she smiles, her dark eyes glisten in the light.
FIN
written by aeyta
note: wow i was bored. this is short. and not too good, i wrote it up in like five minutes. ^^:; i wanted to write something different so its kind of strange. you may not know whats going on.
DEBUT
So beautiful.. serene...
"Are you alright?" her voice sounded gentle in his ears, ringing over and over again. So beautiful.
"Syaoran," so soft and quiet. She's not timid at all, she's just so perfect. Full of grace and kind with a purpose.
There's always a purpose.
"Syaoran, hello? Are you there?" he couldn't answer, her beauty was too great. Her beauty shined in all her glory and her dark eyes glistened in the light.
"Are you sick?" Concerned over his wellbeing. Of course, she's too kind. Generous... wonderful... each graceful step.
"Syaoran?" And then he kissed her on the lips, her soft lips. Her eyes widened in suprise as he did. He broke the kiss off.
"S-Syaoran..." her lips trembled, her hands shaking. She never knew... her knees buckled and her eyes were still big in 0surprise, still glistening. Her cheeks were faintly tinted red, flushed. She tried hard to fight off the blushes that were willing to come.
"I'm sorry," he replied. His voice sounded apologetic, sincere. He didn't mean to hurt her, he would never do that. He couldn't, she was too lovely. Too lovely... echo...
"I don't know why..." his voice is hardly a whisper, heard only by her. Finally she moves.
"I... I like you," she mutters softly. Her words rolling off her tongue quick, fast. Her cheeks started to slowly turn crimsom.
His eyes widen, how could she like him? She was far too lovely... graceful... serene.
Blush.
"I couldn't help myself," he admits.
She takes a step towards him, her dark hair cascading off of her shoulders and onto her back, trailing after each graceful step... each graceful step...
She takes one slim hand and touches his shoulder. How could she be so white? So pale?
And then she kisses him on his lips, softly. Gentle, just like her. She stops.
And he looks at her.
"Tomoyo..." even her name sounds lovely. Just like her.
And she smiles, her dark eyes glisten in the light.
FIN