A quickie. Just started writing while listening to good ol' Mr. West. Because he's awesome.
Disclaimer: The characters belong to CLAMP the lyrics and song to Kanye West (although I wouldn't mind owning Kanye x.x)
Warnings: References to information revealed in later chapters (er.. Tokyo and Celes) nothing stated: you'd likely have to have read those chapters to really understand those references, but you've been warned.
And now to the story:
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And I heard 'em say, nothing ever promised tomorrow today
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Fay couldn't help but smile watching the kids. The blonde realized that he had grown to care for the princess and her knight in shining armor, as he sometimes liked to refer to Syaoran- choosing, at those times to ignore the boy's role in that man's plan.
Just like he sometimes chose to ignore his own role.
And of course, Fay also knew that he would one day have to part from them; it was as inevitable as his meeting them in the first place. The magician was in some ways scared that the time to part from the kids would come sooner than Fay would anticipate or be ready for. He didn't want to loose even more people that he found important, as it sometimes seemed that those people in his life came and went, stealing another part of Fay that he wasn't yet ready to give up.
But wasn't it mostly his fault in the first place? Those thoughts could not help but surface. Fay attached himself to people with whom his relationship was, when it came down to it, built on duty and usefulness. And with those thoughts, thoughts of Ashura-ou could not help but surface as well.
Because he couldn't serve his duty to Ashura-ou, their relationship had been broken; but even if he had gone through with it, what kind of relationship could one have with a dead king in a dead country?
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They say people in your life are seasons
And everything that happens is for a reason
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In the end, he just couldn't do it. And sometimes he wondered: would he be able to do it to Kurogane? Would he ever be able to fulfill the duty he was assigned to? Fay chose that moment to look over at the ninja. And it hurt. It hurt to think that he may one day have to harm the other man for a fleeting memory, a fleeting dream, while Kurogane was there, so close, so now.
The other option would be to leave. Escape as he did his duty to Ashura. Part from the group and move elsewhere on his own; yes, it would mean parting, but at least it would leave the warrior alive, and perhaps the children a little less heartbroken then if they had known the truth.
And it just seemed that either way, all of his relationships would end in parting, and his heart was doomed to break until he found more people that he would love and eventually have to part with.
Fay restrained a heavy sigh.
And just as he could choose to ignore his role and duties, he could forget his thoughts, if only for a little while, and watch the children that had become so precious to him, and the man that he could never imagine hurting-who was still close and very much there-, and forget his worries of what the next day would bring.
If only for a little while.
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And nothing lasts forever but be honest babe, it hurts but may be the only way
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Fin.
Okay. So im still very frustrated with the fact that I can't write anything LONG. No attention span.
And I'm choosing to end my 'what feeling sounds like' project.. I'll just stick to oneshots in this situation.
So.
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