Now when I first started writing this I wanted to try something different with perspectives and points of view. Although after I finished it I had absolutely NO intentions of uploading it. I believe my exact words to nii-sama were "why on earth do I write such trash? I'm not gonna be uploading this."
Well it turns out I lied.
I only had a couple of people in mind when I wrote this, so this was done just to please them two, since we message each other and talk a lot. They'll know who they are... I think.
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Cherry's thoughts on Gin:
That's him. That's the one that saved me. I'd know that smile anywhere. That voice, that smell. That's Gin.
Arms always open for me. Always there for me when I get scared. Always there to protect me. To care for me and to love me.
He lets me climb all over him. He always has done, he lets me just doze on his lap too. Strokes my head and soothes me to sleep with his voice. The humans call that 'singing'.
Master says that nobody else has heard him sing. He feels that his voice is terrible but I disagree. I think his voice is lovely. He held me so close when I was scared once and sang to me. I listened to his heart beating.
He has such a comforting smell. I like his smell, not like that Tousen's smell, that one's just horrible. But Gin's is more comforting. I know that if he's near I can just find his scent and follow it to find him.
I know he worries about me. Like when I ran off and got found by these women. I think he was angry at me for running off though. But I didn't mean to be any trouble. Really.
I remember getting into trouble once. Gin was mad at me. I didn't want to make him unhappy. I thought he wouldn't want me any more, but his arms were always open. Always with a loving embrace for me. Always.
He is a bit strange sometimes. Sometimes he does things I don't understand. He did something funny with his sword once and it ended up hurting me. He was panicking. He did something else and then I felt better. He was crying when I woke up properly. Why was he crying? I was okay. I wasn't going anywhere.
He's always warm as well. Though his hands are a bit cold at times. But that just means that his heart is warm. That he's open to love. I feel like a plushie sometimes, the way he likes to hug me. Not that I mind. I like being close to him. And burying myself into his chest. Or even hide in his shihakusho.
The one with the white hair and the slim build. My master, my family. My rescuer, my carer. He'd give his life up for me, but I don't want him to die. I know the reverse also applies. I don't know what I would do if he ever left.
That's Gin. Always smiling, always there for me with open arms. Always loving, always warm.
I love Gin.