"Delicate Flower Petals"
Innocence
Mesagi: Waaaaaai! Back again. Didn't I tell you I'd get back to writing? Yeesh, I started this after I got the 10th chapter of Shadowed Hopes finished. Almost immediately too. I hope that you'll like it. My first attempt at a CSS fic! And my second attempt at a fic in general. No side stories this time around, none at all. I don't want to ruin this for you.
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White, feathery wings flutter almost slightly in the breeze. Cool blue eyes pierce through the darkening evening sky.
A young teenager sits alone in King Penguin Park on a swing, hardly moving at all. It was an awfully cold night, but she wasn't wearing a jacket. Long, wavy brown hair fell down her back, falling about 3/4 of the way down her back.
The silent, angelic figure makes it's way to King Penguin Park; the favorite spot of almost everyone in the neighborhood to go and simply think. Yue was no exception. He liked the quietness of the park at night. Nobody was ever around, save for the odd couple once in a while.
The same applied to young Aya. She came from a very well off family, but she didn't act it, nor did she dress it. The clothes she wore made her seem like she was from the bad part of town. She simply sat there, swinging back and forth slightly, feet never leaving the sand.
Yue pulled up a bit and landed silently near a tree. There were quite a few around King Penguin Park, so it wasn't hard for him to find the right one to lean back against. Cool blue eyes look up at the sky, watching the stars and the moon. Especially the moon.
The same sight was reflected in jade green eyes belonging to Aya. She never got tired of watching the stars. If there was one good thing about being as rich as she was, it was that she got to decorate her room as though it were the night sky. Her walls, ceiling, even her floor, were painted to be like the night sky, filled with beautiful stars and a silvery, almost full moon. Her room and the park, the two places that she went to be alone. The park was the only place she could go where it was quiet, though.
Yue simply had no privacy anywhere else. He was just glad that the Clow Cards had all been turned into Sakura Cards, and that all of those problems were behind them. Syaoran and Sakura had both announced their love for one another- Yue didn't serve much of a purpose now. He bowed his head to his chest. He may not serve a purpose, but he still wanted to stretch his wings from time to time.
For Aya, she had no chance for privacy. She always had someone coming in and trying to dictate her life. They always wanted her to do this in this subject, or to get a scholarship in this field. Whatever she did, it was never enough for her parents or her teachers. She could be getting a 93% average, and they would want 100% from her. She just couldn't do that. She was good in school, all right, but she didn't /want/ to go to university right away, and her parents had scolded her for this. She didn't feel she had a use now that she wasn't in school.
The both of them, Yue and Aya, they had come to the park for similar reasons. They both felt like they served no purpose now that they had finished something big, and both of them just wanted to be /left alone/ instead of badgered by one person or another.
Aya swung a bit more on the swing, kicking her feet a bit. She watched the sand billow up and then float gently to the ground again. Ahh, how very much like her life that sand was. It was blown around the way the wind wanted it to go. The sand didn't have any control over where it went. It simply had to follow the path that had been set for it. She found this to be greatly un-fair. Sure, the sand wasn't real, but /she/ was.
Yue had no choice either. He was the Judge, the Moon Guardian; his life had been created for one purpose. But Sakura was no longer in need of his protection. She could take care of herself with her own, growing magic. There was no need for him, and yet he still existed because his other half existed. He looked up across the park, watching a bit of sand rise into the air.
Aya looked up again, looking past the Penguin slide, over towards the trees. Something white caught her eye. She looked again and saw that this white thing was really a- person? She /thought/ it was a person, but they had feathery wings and flowing robes. Was she seeing an angel? Had she fallen asleep in the park again? Was she simply hallucinating?
Yue's gaze suddenly shifted. He felt eyes on him. He hadn't thought that he would be seen where he was, hardly anyone came here, and it was always safe to stand around here. His cool blue eyes locked with bright jade green eyes. A human teenager! With any luck, he could take off and let the young girl think that he was some sort of drug-induced hallucination.
But that wasn't going to work, she had already stood up and had begun to walk towards him, head tilted curiously to the side. Her eyes were shining with curiosity at this bizarre being that she had come across.
Yue didn't have the time to take flight; the girl had already reached him before he could spread his wings. "Are you- an angel," came the young girl's soft words. Her voice was surprisingly gentle.
"An angel?" he questioned, his voice cool and crisp. "No, I am not an angel."
"Then, what are you? Am I dreaming?"
"I am-yes, you are dreaming," he replied, spreading his wings and taking off as quickly as he could. Had he been more careful, he may not have caused a few feathers to fall free of his wings. Aya bent down and picked up one of them. "Even if it is a dream-" she said softly, making her way home, "I want to keep this."
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Aya awoke the next morning and yawned, sunlight streaming in through her windows. She yawned and stretched, rubbing her eyes and letting out a content sigh. "What a nice dream I had," she said out loud, though not loud enough for anyone else to hear. She buried her face into her pillow and drove her hands under the pillow. I wish it had been real- she thought to herself, sighing slightly. She pulled back from her pillow with a start, drawing her hands from under it. A soft white feather was held in her right hand.
"So it wasn't a dream!"
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Mesagi: Waaaaaai! Did you like it? I hope you did . It's a bit different from my first story, but I'm liking writing it. Hope you like it, too. Ohh! R&R, of course.
Next chapter: Aya goes out and looks for the mysterious Angel that she had seen the night before, but to no avail. Though, she does meet a very nice young man.
Innocence
Mesagi: Waaaaaai! Back again. Didn't I tell you I'd get back to writing? Yeesh, I started this after I got the 10th chapter of Shadowed Hopes finished. Almost immediately too. I hope that you'll like it. My first attempt at a CSS fic! And my second attempt at a fic in general. No side stories this time around, none at all. I don't want to ruin this for you.
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White, feathery wings flutter almost slightly in the breeze. Cool blue eyes pierce through the darkening evening sky.
A young teenager sits alone in King Penguin Park on a swing, hardly moving at all. It was an awfully cold night, but she wasn't wearing a jacket. Long, wavy brown hair fell down her back, falling about 3/4 of the way down her back.
The silent, angelic figure makes it's way to King Penguin Park; the favorite spot of almost everyone in the neighborhood to go and simply think. Yue was no exception. He liked the quietness of the park at night. Nobody was ever around, save for the odd couple once in a while.
The same applied to young Aya. She came from a very well off family, but she didn't act it, nor did she dress it. The clothes she wore made her seem like she was from the bad part of town. She simply sat there, swinging back and forth slightly, feet never leaving the sand.
Yue pulled up a bit and landed silently near a tree. There were quite a few around King Penguin Park, so it wasn't hard for him to find the right one to lean back against. Cool blue eyes look up at the sky, watching the stars and the moon. Especially the moon.
The same sight was reflected in jade green eyes belonging to Aya. She never got tired of watching the stars. If there was one good thing about being as rich as she was, it was that she got to decorate her room as though it were the night sky. Her walls, ceiling, even her floor, were painted to be like the night sky, filled with beautiful stars and a silvery, almost full moon. Her room and the park, the two places that she went to be alone. The park was the only place she could go where it was quiet, though.
Yue simply had no privacy anywhere else. He was just glad that the Clow Cards had all been turned into Sakura Cards, and that all of those problems were behind them. Syaoran and Sakura had both announced their love for one another- Yue didn't serve much of a purpose now. He bowed his head to his chest. He may not serve a purpose, but he still wanted to stretch his wings from time to time.
For Aya, she had no chance for privacy. She always had someone coming in and trying to dictate her life. They always wanted her to do this in this subject, or to get a scholarship in this field. Whatever she did, it was never enough for her parents or her teachers. She could be getting a 93% average, and they would want 100% from her. She just couldn't do that. She was good in school, all right, but she didn't /want/ to go to university right away, and her parents had scolded her for this. She didn't feel she had a use now that she wasn't in school.
The both of them, Yue and Aya, they had come to the park for similar reasons. They both felt like they served no purpose now that they had finished something big, and both of them just wanted to be /left alone/ instead of badgered by one person or another.
Aya swung a bit more on the swing, kicking her feet a bit. She watched the sand billow up and then float gently to the ground again. Ahh, how very much like her life that sand was. It was blown around the way the wind wanted it to go. The sand didn't have any control over where it went. It simply had to follow the path that had been set for it. She found this to be greatly un-fair. Sure, the sand wasn't real, but /she/ was.
Yue had no choice either. He was the Judge, the Moon Guardian; his life had been created for one purpose. But Sakura was no longer in need of his protection. She could take care of herself with her own, growing magic. There was no need for him, and yet he still existed because his other half existed. He looked up across the park, watching a bit of sand rise into the air.
Aya looked up again, looking past the Penguin slide, over towards the trees. Something white caught her eye. She looked again and saw that this white thing was really a- person? She /thought/ it was a person, but they had feathery wings and flowing robes. Was she seeing an angel? Had she fallen asleep in the park again? Was she simply hallucinating?
Yue's gaze suddenly shifted. He felt eyes on him. He hadn't thought that he would be seen where he was, hardly anyone came here, and it was always safe to stand around here. His cool blue eyes locked with bright jade green eyes. A human teenager! With any luck, he could take off and let the young girl think that he was some sort of drug-induced hallucination.
But that wasn't going to work, she had already stood up and had begun to walk towards him, head tilted curiously to the side. Her eyes were shining with curiosity at this bizarre being that she had come across.
Yue didn't have the time to take flight; the girl had already reached him before he could spread his wings. "Are you- an angel," came the young girl's soft words. Her voice was surprisingly gentle.
"An angel?" he questioned, his voice cool and crisp. "No, I am not an angel."
"Then, what are you? Am I dreaming?"
"I am-yes, you are dreaming," he replied, spreading his wings and taking off as quickly as he could. Had he been more careful, he may not have caused a few feathers to fall free of his wings. Aya bent down and picked up one of them. "Even if it is a dream-" she said softly, making her way home, "I want to keep this."
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Aya awoke the next morning and yawned, sunlight streaming in through her windows. She yawned and stretched, rubbing her eyes and letting out a content sigh. "What a nice dream I had," she said out loud, though not loud enough for anyone else to hear. She buried her face into her pillow and drove her hands under the pillow. I wish it had been real- she thought to herself, sighing slightly. She pulled back from her pillow with a start, drawing her hands from under it. A soft white feather was held in her right hand.
"So it wasn't a dream!"
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Mesagi: Waaaaaai! Did you like it? I hope you did . It's a bit different from my first story, but I'm liking writing it. Hope you like it, too. Ohh! R&R, of course.
Next chapter: Aya goes out and looks for the mysterious Angel that she had seen the night before, but to no avail. Though, she does meet a very nice young man.