One-Shot. OxA (Odd x Aelita)
Code Lyoko does not belong to me, that includes its characters and settings.
This story is a figment of my imagination and creativity.
I could have been the north, but she would always be south.
Maybe, I could have risen in the east, but she would always set in the west.
I could have been night, but she would always be the brightest day.
Could someone be so near to me, yet so distant?
She was close, and I was far.
She is a beautiful one-a fragile rose, locked away in a cybernetic prison. One mistake, and her petals would fall; she would wither.
Her voice, so angelic everything stops in time, and all the laws of the world bow at her feet.
She is courageous and selfless; a valkyrie.
I don't remember what I did before then, but all I know now is this: her genuine smile reminds me of what I live for.
But she would never smile that way for me.
She was close, and I was far.
I adored her, and I protected her with all my will. I sacrificed myself on the daily.
I would do anything if it meant that I gave her another day to smile.
But no one knew.
No one knew I harbored such affection for that figure behind a screen.
"If only it had been me," I would think, "if only I could have been smarter,"
"If only it was me who had found her first, maybe things would be different."
But a return to the past will never go back that far.
"Hey, Jeremy, you still on the computer?" "Of course, I need to materialize Aelita as soon as possible! Only a few things left, and she'll finally be here."
"Sure, Einstein. But I'm going to hit the hay! You snooze, you lose? I don't think so!"
"Good night, Odd."
This was basically the daily routine. No one knew that I only opened the door to see if-by some miracle-the computer was open so that I could use it.
No one knew that I only closed the door, to linger at the entrance for a minute or so, dispondent.
No one knew that even if I had the chance to be alone, I would never be able to speak to her anyways. Jeremy always had a password... or three.
And no one knew that when I saw him with her, she looked at him with eyes never given to me.
She looked at him with the eyes I looked at her.
She was close, and I was far.
She was the heroine, and I was the supporting role.
She was water, and I was fire.
She was light, and I was dark.
She was Mercury, and I was Pluto.
And yet, knowing all that, I wouldn't stop. I couldn't stop.
Every single time.
Every, single, time.
I would be virtualized, and see her face.
The rhythm would start all over again.
Allegro.
"Hello, Odd, are you ready?" She beams at me.
Adagio.
"Ready as I'll ever be, princess." She was close, and still, we were far.
Too close, but too far.