My life's never been easy. Always shuttled off from one zoid battle to
another. I don't hold it against Sara. She's always taken care of me, when
she hits me, it makes me a better person. Right?
I've been talking a lot to Jamie lately, the brains behind the blitz team. I think he might actually understand me. The Back Draft group always kept me in and out of plastic surgeries, wanting me to seem as young and innocent as possible. And I suppose it's worked. I now look and act like a twelve year old, when I'm really 16.
Whoopee. Isn't fun. I think Jamie may actually understand that though… I mean, I've been in their hover cargo once and met the team, when my Gun Sniper was getting fixed at the same time as was Leena's. They treat him like such crap. I don't think they mean to, but they act like he's their slave.
We tend to send each other emails, just letting out our emotions out. It's nice. Calming.
But I can't tell him my big secret.
I love him. I know it's wrong, and I know he doesn't feel the same, but I want to be held, to be kissed, to be cared for like anyone else. And Jamie's the first person who'd ever even try to be nice to me.
It's probably just idol worship, I know, I know. But I just sit on my little bed in hotels as a mercenary, sitting and dreaming about him. About the way he flies so well in his old battered Ranos, the way he always grins… I never sleep, and I always have to leave extra money for the maids to clean the mess I made on the sheets.
Just once I wish dreams could come true. I wish he'd take me into his arms, we'd kiss, peel off each other's clothes… It's pathetic, but I have it all planned out. I don't want any fore play, I just want love. What comes naturally. I think that I want to be on the bottom, face to face. I want us to be someplace outside, under the stars. I want us to just be lovers, not worry about anyone walking in on us or what the world thinks.
But it'll never happen. I'm Vega from Back Draft, well what was Back Draft, and he's Jamie from the Blitz team.
We're too unlike each other.
But why can't…. why can't I ever be loved.
A/N: Here's a piece I just wrote thinking about Vega and a guy I love called Joel. I really like Joel, and feel like Vega does about Jamie, but due to the fact I'm an outcast, I fear it'll never happen. I don't own Zoids, and I'm sorry if the yaoi offends you. But tough.
I've been talking a lot to Jamie lately, the brains behind the blitz team. I think he might actually understand me. The Back Draft group always kept me in and out of plastic surgeries, wanting me to seem as young and innocent as possible. And I suppose it's worked. I now look and act like a twelve year old, when I'm really 16.
Whoopee. Isn't fun. I think Jamie may actually understand that though… I mean, I've been in their hover cargo once and met the team, when my Gun Sniper was getting fixed at the same time as was Leena's. They treat him like such crap. I don't think they mean to, but they act like he's their slave.
We tend to send each other emails, just letting out our emotions out. It's nice. Calming.
But I can't tell him my big secret.
I love him. I know it's wrong, and I know he doesn't feel the same, but I want to be held, to be kissed, to be cared for like anyone else. And Jamie's the first person who'd ever even try to be nice to me.
It's probably just idol worship, I know, I know. But I just sit on my little bed in hotels as a mercenary, sitting and dreaming about him. About the way he flies so well in his old battered Ranos, the way he always grins… I never sleep, and I always have to leave extra money for the maids to clean the mess I made on the sheets.
Just once I wish dreams could come true. I wish he'd take me into his arms, we'd kiss, peel off each other's clothes… It's pathetic, but I have it all planned out. I don't want any fore play, I just want love. What comes naturally. I think that I want to be on the bottom, face to face. I want us to be someplace outside, under the stars. I want us to just be lovers, not worry about anyone walking in on us or what the world thinks.
But it'll never happen. I'm Vega from Back Draft, well what was Back Draft, and he's Jamie from the Blitz team.
We're too unlike each other.
But why can't…. why can't I ever be loved.
A/N: Here's a piece I just wrote thinking about Vega and a guy I love called Joel. I really like Joel, and feel like Vega does about Jamie, but due to the fact I'm an outcast, I fear it'll never happen. I don't own Zoids, and I'm sorry if the yaoi offends you. But tough.