A/N: *stretch* A-ah. ^^ After that whole angsty Xena ficlet last night, I think I blasted away my writer's block. XD To an extent, anyway. 'Cause this time I looked back to my old writings and kinda revised it a bit. ^^ It's all new, though, so please enjoy the oddness that I'm gonna write. XD
DISCLAIMER: Naoko Takeuchi, your characters never fail to amuse me. ^^
Aware
There's a new scent on the wind, a graceful wave of smooth sea crowding around a lone rock at night. That scent calls to me, its alluring fragrance begging me to take notice.
And I do.
It's hard not to, the scent practically summons me with its air of mystery.
'Come discover me' it whispers. Follow your destiny and come to the place where I wait for you. I honestly want to stop. I'm scared, so scared. This is something I can barely control, not like anything I've made a hobby of before. It's silent. . .
No, it's THE Silence, there's nothing alive anymore.
It will kill us all with no chance of resurrection or the sacred glimpse of heaven. Even if I run away like I've been doing all my life, so ignorant, so scared, it will come.
Yes, I'm scared.
I've caught scent of you again.
You, my dream, my partner. You've shown me a dark sliver of the earth's future world, of what it will be. I'm scared, yes, but now I'm sure. This time and forevermore, I'm going to be strong, decisive.
Not like I have been, an idoled girl of cool.
No, now I will take the consequences of my actions, as myself. No more hiding. Because I will now have the power to do some good, to make something of myself.
Even as I think this my hand is shaking on the steering wheel.
The normally-circular race track seems to waver, shimmer in the heat, then sizzle cool. I can feel the cool breeze of a gentle ocean's wave transmitted on the winds, seemingly an element inside my beloved racecar.
In an instant, I worry.
Where are you?
I don't want you to haunt my dreams.
I don't want you to worry yourself.
You're too beautiful to worry, too good to be sacrificed. Those blue eyes are shades darker in color than they should be, tightened in stress and fatigue.
I've made up my mind.
I'll face my destiny, those awful black skies, the crumbling buildings, that gaping choke-hole in the ground- I'll face it just to see you smile. Just once. Just a small chance to be yourself.
This racetrack is getting too small.
I can't breathe.
Better hurry this up.
But you know, even with my mind made up, I honestly don't know if I would have gotten out of the car if I knew you were waiting out there, so near.
Of course, I'm pretty sure I was aware.
Your scent really is that impossible to ignore.
A/N: -.- Eh. Bear with me here. I'm just rushing out all my ideas into small drabbled ficlets. But hey, I actually think I'm improving, at least with the whole writing out excuses for what Haruka felt at the time and her resolve to improve. Oh, and less commas! XD Seriously, it was like I was hefting around a tank full of air, there were so many commas to go through. ^^ Well, until I can break out of this rut, fics'll be like this. *grin* Take care guys, ja!