Disclaimers: I don't own any of the characters, which are in this story; I
am merely borrowing them
A/N: Hey guys, thank you for reading my story. Please try to make time for a simple review; I would really appreciate the comments. Some of the characters will be out of character (OOC). Again thank you all for reading my story.
"." - talking '.' - thoughts
Warning: This story will mostly be focused on Kaoru's POV, but it'll change from time to time, to fit the context of the story, I'll warn the readers if there is a change in POV
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Simple Truth
Prologue
There times in our lives when we forget who we really are, when we're so focused on something that takes up our time. I guess that's what happened to me, my whole life has mainly been focused on making my husband happy something I have yet to accomplish. So many years has passed, and with the passing years comes the tears that flow forever in my eyes.
I am still alive, but it's as if the happiness in me has been sucked out of me. I try not to give in, to the sadness that has surrounds me. Maybe there is a reason for this pain I feel and bear deep inside me.
I am not alone in this world; I have my husband to thank for that. The man I fell in love with, for his charms, many years back. He's the reason why the tears in my eyes still flow. I am not caged from the world; I have traveled most of it, and still find time to spend with him.
He has changed, but not a whole lot. He is still quiet, and still keeps everything inside of him, when he should be sharing the joy and pain that life has offered to us. I do, yet I keep things to myself that I know would either worry or annoy him. The change that has affected me most is, the way he distance himself from me; he didn't used to do that before. Yes, he does mourn for a death who's someone close to us, but he doesn't smile anymore, even just for me.
I suppose you're asking me why I married a man so distant, so cold. Well, I can only answer you with a phrase, an old saying; it's simply 'love at first sight'. The first time I saw him was magic, I was walking down the stairs of the college that I went to, when he bump into me, I almost fell, but he caught me seconds before falling....
"Are you alright?" he asked me.
"Yes! Don't you watch where you're going?" I yelled back at him. The moment I looked up, and caught his eyes, I ran out of words to say. His face was magnificent, when you look in his eyes, dark cerulean, you'll be transfix and be brought to the ocean, with a single look. His sleek jet black hair neatly trimmed, just a little below his ear, and the strong muscular form of his body, the scent of pine, made me feel floating.
Right then and there, I knew I wanted to be with him, to be his wife, and the mother of his child; all the anger in me subsided, and a blush replaced it.
From then on, I started seeing him for months, which became years, and then we got married. Everything was fine, his only family Misao, was amusing and extremely cheerful, opposite of his brother.
During our second year of marriage, I was 24 and he was 25, when I was conceived with a child. He protected me from everything, even the simplest thing; he was happy, he smiled every time he saw me. But, things changed when the baby I was expecting was still born, during my fourth month of pregnancy because of an accident. He was silent and consolable, I was not; I cried during the day and night, I mourned for a death of someone I have not met, but came to love.
The death of the unborn child was also the death of his love, he still loved me but most of it was buried with my dearest child. I have not cried for a year, a year after the death of both my child and love. I have sworn not to cry, but the feeling of loss still lingers around my heart.
When we make love, I wonder where the love is; the bed that we sleep on lacks the warmth it should be offering us. If there was something I could do, that would change the demeanor of his face and heart, and I would do it with no hesitation. I still love him, though I doubt that he feels likewise. I'll do anything to make this work, but when the time comes where I, myself, feel at loss I will give in.
Deep inside me, I feel the will to go and make everything work out, for there is always a way to make things go upside down.
Neither faith nor fate is on my side, but the time will come when both will approve of the change I made on their plan. Destiny can wait, trust can leave, but the truth will always stay.
It's merely the simple truth, of my life. The beginning has just begun for me, Kaoru, and my beloved husband Aoshi. I wonder what life has yet to offer.
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So what do you think? Too sappy? Well, tell me all your comments, when you leave a review. I will try to make the first chapter by the end of next week. I'll try but I can't promise. A book report and short story is due next, next week. Thank you!
A/N: Hey guys, thank you for reading my story. Please try to make time for a simple review; I would really appreciate the comments. Some of the characters will be out of character (OOC). Again thank you all for reading my story.
"." - talking '.' - thoughts
Warning: This story will mostly be focused on Kaoru's POV, but it'll change from time to time, to fit the context of the story, I'll warn the readers if there is a change in POV
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Simple Truth
Prologue
There times in our lives when we forget who we really are, when we're so focused on something that takes up our time. I guess that's what happened to me, my whole life has mainly been focused on making my husband happy something I have yet to accomplish. So many years has passed, and with the passing years comes the tears that flow forever in my eyes.
I am still alive, but it's as if the happiness in me has been sucked out of me. I try not to give in, to the sadness that has surrounds me. Maybe there is a reason for this pain I feel and bear deep inside me.
I am not alone in this world; I have my husband to thank for that. The man I fell in love with, for his charms, many years back. He's the reason why the tears in my eyes still flow. I am not caged from the world; I have traveled most of it, and still find time to spend with him.
He has changed, but not a whole lot. He is still quiet, and still keeps everything inside of him, when he should be sharing the joy and pain that life has offered to us. I do, yet I keep things to myself that I know would either worry or annoy him. The change that has affected me most is, the way he distance himself from me; he didn't used to do that before. Yes, he does mourn for a death who's someone close to us, but he doesn't smile anymore, even just for me.
I suppose you're asking me why I married a man so distant, so cold. Well, I can only answer you with a phrase, an old saying; it's simply 'love at first sight'. The first time I saw him was magic, I was walking down the stairs of the college that I went to, when he bump into me, I almost fell, but he caught me seconds before falling....
"Are you alright?" he asked me.
"Yes! Don't you watch where you're going?" I yelled back at him. The moment I looked up, and caught his eyes, I ran out of words to say. His face was magnificent, when you look in his eyes, dark cerulean, you'll be transfix and be brought to the ocean, with a single look. His sleek jet black hair neatly trimmed, just a little below his ear, and the strong muscular form of his body, the scent of pine, made me feel floating.
Right then and there, I knew I wanted to be with him, to be his wife, and the mother of his child; all the anger in me subsided, and a blush replaced it.
From then on, I started seeing him for months, which became years, and then we got married. Everything was fine, his only family Misao, was amusing and extremely cheerful, opposite of his brother.
During our second year of marriage, I was 24 and he was 25, when I was conceived with a child. He protected me from everything, even the simplest thing; he was happy, he smiled every time he saw me. But, things changed when the baby I was expecting was still born, during my fourth month of pregnancy because of an accident. He was silent and consolable, I was not; I cried during the day and night, I mourned for a death of someone I have not met, but came to love.
The death of the unborn child was also the death of his love, he still loved me but most of it was buried with my dearest child. I have not cried for a year, a year after the death of both my child and love. I have sworn not to cry, but the feeling of loss still lingers around my heart.
When we make love, I wonder where the love is; the bed that we sleep on lacks the warmth it should be offering us. If there was something I could do, that would change the demeanor of his face and heart, and I would do it with no hesitation. I still love him, though I doubt that he feels likewise. I'll do anything to make this work, but when the time comes where I, myself, feel at loss I will give in.
Deep inside me, I feel the will to go and make everything work out, for there is always a way to make things go upside down.
Neither faith nor fate is on my side, but the time will come when both will approve of the change I made on their plan. Destiny can wait, trust can leave, but the truth will always stay.
It's merely the simple truth, of my life. The beginning has just begun for me, Kaoru, and my beloved husband Aoshi. I wonder what life has yet to offer.
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So what do you think? Too sappy? Well, tell me all your comments, when you leave a review. I will try to make the first chapter by the end of next week. I'll try but I can't promise. A book report and short story is due next, next week. Thank you!