Author's note:
Guys, really, I'm not dead. I'm alive. My computer is just broken, but today I stole someone else's so that's how I'm posting this. MWUAHAHAHA I'm evil. Anyways, if you'll notice, I changed my name toSilvermoonstone23. None of you probably care, but I just thought I'd say that.
SO, this is a new story I will hopefully update often. It's a series of one-sided drabbles, and once I finish the ones with the shipping, I'll have about three fluff chapters of random drabbleness, and then I'm going to do a one-shot, where all of the one-sided pairings are resolved. Some of our dear dexholders will get their hearts broken, and you'll have to wait to see which ship is destroyed, and which becomes true. THAT IS THE GAME PLAN, MY DARLINGS. You can probably guess what shippings I'll make true, if you've read my other stories XD
Rant over! Read on! Reviewers get MORE FLUFF, flamers get NOTHING. Except eggs. Rotton ones.
-Silvia
Disclaimer: NO. I OWN NOTHING. NOTHING I TELL YOU.
Luckyshipping (Red x Blue):
Endurance
He wanted to laugh with her, for her to trust him fully, to hold her hand and bring her close on rainy days, to see her genuine smile, to be accepted by her and maybe even her overprotective brother, for her to even notice him as a choice for her, for her to run into his arms when she cried.
But some dark part of him knew she wouldn't.
From the moment he met her he thought she was stunning, and she knew it. She used that to her own advantage, which was crafty, he had to admit.
Yet during battle, she was strong, powerful, commanding, superior…he couldn't get enough of any side to her.
Blue always had Silver by her side, yet Red thought his chances with the red-headed boy were good, since he never aggravated him like Gold. He thought he was well off; he got along with her brother, he had known her for a long time, they had become such good friends.
But on one single day with a single unknowing sentence, just five simple words she had admitted to him one day, to him, her good friend, she shattered his heart.
"…I'm in love with Green…" She looked at him with pleading eyes, unlike the begging eyes he usually saw with fake tears to convince him to assist her in a scheme, but real, pleading eyes that compelled him to want to help. She wasn't faking it; he could tell. She had wanted to see him with the reason of having an issue, but he was starting to regret meeting with her.
She would never love him. She was in love with his best friend, a stoic, emotionless, arrogant, challenging, malevolent, egotistical, unbelievable jerk who would never return her feelings!
He was so mad, he didn't even know why. In his head, he was insulting his best friend…that wasn't right…
It was difficult to keep track of his thoughts when he had all these strange emotions coursing through him because of Blue; anger, confusion, affection, sadness, passion, resentment, hormones…
Wait, that wasn't an emotion.
But it was just getting too hard to be around her. There were so many things he wanted to but just couldn't say to her.
He felt like he was hanging off of a cliff, water to one side of the drop below him, and sharp rocks to the other. The water was a gorgeous blue that rushed clearly with an almost musical sound, yet taunted him; if he let go and tumbled into the water it would sweep him away down a waterfall to his death. But he was slipping, and if he fell, the jagged rocks would pierce him.
The water was Blue; someone beautiful, yet someone he could never have. If he let go and confessed, she would only shoot him down.
Hanging on was too painful, but he couldn't imagine doing anything else.
So he just had to hang on that cliffside, until he fell, either into the water or to the rocks.
He had to hang through it and wait for someone to maybe, just maybe rescue him.
Until then, he would endure his losing battle.
