Only You
People say that once you've lost someone, or something, that's the only time you'll find their worth. You begin to recognize their importance...and realize just how utterly miserable you can be without them. You regret, you mope, and you sulk, knowing full well that you've let slip your hands those you should have valued.
But sadly, that's where the saying ends really (silly incomplete moral lessons). No postscripts or such to tell you what to do in case, sorry to say, it does happen to you. Alas, you just throw hope to the four winds and give up your happiness, watch it walk away and disappear into the horizon (like what the other unfortunates before you have done)…tch. I say to you, you are pathetic.
I'll cut the idle talk and go straight to my point now, shall I? Simply put, and quickly grasped by the population of more logic, wits and reason, not to mention common sense, this is definitely not the end of the story. The shrewd, maliciously cunning as portrayed in soap operas and such (rolling of the eyes here), resorts to the quite obvious (and less depressing) alternative, which is, what else? To win back whatever it is they lost.
Now that, though related, is an entirely different matter.
I'll quote another aphorism: Love makes man do crazy things. Believe me, I have no objection to this one whatsoever. As a matter of fact, I'm all up for it. I've got too many friends making fools of themselves because they're 'in love' to be able to contradict this maxim. If looking insane authenticates the fact that they love someone, then so be it. Heck, they'll do anything and go to all extent just to be able to please the object of their affection...(sigh) God bless them, the poor martyrs. No, rephrase that: the poor idiotic martyrs.
Well, before you all murder me, seeing that I seemed to have pertained to almost all the human beings here on Earth, I'll do you and the rest of the lovebirds (and love-fools) out there some justice. Hmm...well, basically, it's human instinct to be crazy when you're in love. The passion, the emotions, the insecurities (not to mention hormones) - collectively, they will all cloud up your mind sooner or later, you know? Like they say, short-circuiting your rational thinking (lol). Even the most reasonable man alive would have to break before his cherished one. And considering that even cold-hearted criminals aren't impervious to love...well, let's just say that everyone will be acting senseless at least once in their lifetime.
Anyway, let's get down to the real point of my silly bantering here. First, a person who lost someone and with so as it is, soon realizes that he loves that someone...and he wants that person back in his life. Second, the proven fact that being in love can drive a man to the brink of his sanity (and insanity). Now, put two and two together and what do you get?
(groan) Oh, alright, I'm pathetic at these but puh-lease...Answer: an irrational love-sick blonde who will do absolutely anything to get back the brunette who was previously worshipping the very ground he walks on, but is now mooning over his so-called princess (that bitch).
Oops. Gave it away.
Yeah, you read that right. A blonde and a brunette (never mind the princess, she's not the star of our show), now who else can that be in a yaoi HxH fic..?
Saa...I'm giving up on this so-called prologue, preface, whatever. (You actually read it whole..?) This fanfic is entitled Only You (duh!), the idea of which is by pixie-atme and written by Kura. If you do not like yaoi and -worse- lime/lemon, I suggest that you hit the back button of your browser already. And to the brave lot who are still going, well good luck to you and hell do I hope not to get any flames. You've been forewarned, ne?
~Kura