Ah I love my chinese typing program. Saves me time on a title. -.-; anyways...another drabble. Tsuna centric? Or Mukuro centric? Yama centric? Goku centric? Hiba centric? I dunno. Its a POV on the opinion of TYL! or present Tsuna. Lets just say its a random mafia member of Vongola. kay? XD
Oh yeah. Just in case someone didn't install the Asian font reader on their comp, its the CHINESE not japanese character for love. (ai) I can't tell you how annoyed I am of people who always say 'oh...that's not chinese. Its JAPANESE.' Its fcking Chinese you idiot. But why 愛? I dunno. Couldn't think of anything else to write. Its pretty cheesy anyways. ANYWAYS...enough rambling and to the rambling drabble!!!! ...-walks away-
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愛
He would always look at you with those eyes. They were always round and undeveloped, fearful and scared. But if you looked at him at times, you would see him staring at you. He would look at you as if he knew your very being better than even yourself with these soft, all knowing eyes. Kind and warm. Even if you were to hurt him or his friends, as long as you realized your sins, he would gaze at you and accept you as one of them. He would give you his hand and let you grab it, overwhelming you with his kindness.
There are days I swear he's an angel.
Even when his family shuns you and keeps you out, he would smile with the largest bit of love he could give you. He never discriminated anyone. He never thought anyone as evil or good; they were all on the same plane.
He knew he would die from this one day.
He knew his philosophy would cause his demise. Yet, yet he would never even think about changing it. Never even think of making one person better than another, one person stronger, one person weaker.
He knew this was naive.
One day, someone would just have to show him that they're stronger than others and that they are more worthy for him. Though impossible to avoid, he still kept that same kind gaze on everyone, showering them with warmth and happiness even in the darkest hours of days with his vast love.
But sometimes, if you stare deep and long enough into his eyes, you would swear he's crying.
