Facets
By saiyajintrekkie
Summary: Sixteen-year-old Elisa Vogenbaum reflects on her home, her life,
and her outcast classmate, Johann Faust the Eighth.
Life is like playing a violin in public and learning the instrument as one
goes on.
Samuel Butler (1835 - 1902)
She lived in Berchtesgaten, a beautiful, quaint little town at the base of the mountain Obersalzburg, a place of shining vistas and some of the best hiking in all of Germany. Her brother was a teacher; no one knew more about Kindergartners than Jörg Vogenbaum did. Her mother and father created stunning works to sell at their small shop. Berchtesgaten was famous for its crystal works. She was sixteen, pretty, smart, and kind.
Yes, to most it seemed her life was perfect. She was at her prime in life. Perhaps that was because she may have only a few years left of it.
Despite the deadly ailment that would probably take her life before she was thirty, which most people weren't even aware about, her life was perfect. She had no reason to be troubled: she was popular, and on the fast track to success in life. She wouldn't even feel pain when she died; it was going to be sudden. Yet she was troubled.
She had seen the bruise on her classmate's cheek. He wasn't popular, she knew. He wore glasses, had strange purple-gray eyes, untamable blonde hair, and took classes that she couldn't even pronounce the names of. That was all their fellow students knew: he was a geek. In the past years, they hadn't seen his clumsy childhood body evolve into boyish good looks. So, of course, they hadn't seen the bruise.
He'd had bruises before, and anyone that had met him probably believed local bullies had beaten him for his lunch money. They didn't notice that he packed his lunch everyday: a perfectly balanced, healthy meal of his own toil. He wanted to be a doctor, and he lived his life to suit this goal. No, they never noticed the bruises, never noticed when he had tired circles under his eyes, never noticed when he came to school flushed with fever.
The reason they never noticed was because she was his only human friend. She was his only friend past the Doberman puppy, Frankenstein, and the specters in the graveyard that were but a blur to her.
Naturally, she would do something to kill the demon that menaced him: the loneliness that plagued his eyes. She was a good person.
It was decided, then. She, Elisa Vogenbaum, would accept the invitation of Johann Faust the Eighth, and accompany him to the festival. She would go on a date with the silly boy next door.
Maybe she couldn't stop his bizarre graveyard accidents and heal the bruise that marred the typically pale skin of his cheek, but she could heal the bruise on his soul.
Besides, she reflected, he was pretty cute.
Owari
A/N: In Germany, most students go home for lunch. It's usually a hot, filling meal eaten as a family. Some people take money for lunch, to go buy yogurt or a small meal at an Imbissstube, which is kind of like a super snack bar. Most students do pack a sandwich or fruit to eat during Pause at school, in mid-morning.
Correction made: Unbeknownst to me, who used "Helmut" in the original version of this story as Faust's given name, Faust's name was actually mentioned in the Mankin anime as "Johann".
By saiyajintrekkie
Summary: Sixteen-year-old Elisa Vogenbaum reflects on her home, her life,
and her outcast classmate, Johann Faust the Eighth.
Life is like playing a violin in public and learning the instrument as one
goes on.
Samuel Butler (1835 - 1902)
She lived in Berchtesgaten, a beautiful, quaint little town at the base of the mountain Obersalzburg, a place of shining vistas and some of the best hiking in all of Germany. Her brother was a teacher; no one knew more about Kindergartners than Jörg Vogenbaum did. Her mother and father created stunning works to sell at their small shop. Berchtesgaten was famous for its crystal works. She was sixteen, pretty, smart, and kind.
Yes, to most it seemed her life was perfect. She was at her prime in life. Perhaps that was because she may have only a few years left of it.
Despite the deadly ailment that would probably take her life before she was thirty, which most people weren't even aware about, her life was perfect. She had no reason to be troubled: she was popular, and on the fast track to success in life. She wouldn't even feel pain when she died; it was going to be sudden. Yet she was troubled.
She had seen the bruise on her classmate's cheek. He wasn't popular, she knew. He wore glasses, had strange purple-gray eyes, untamable blonde hair, and took classes that she couldn't even pronounce the names of. That was all their fellow students knew: he was a geek. In the past years, they hadn't seen his clumsy childhood body evolve into boyish good looks. So, of course, they hadn't seen the bruise.
He'd had bruises before, and anyone that had met him probably believed local bullies had beaten him for his lunch money. They didn't notice that he packed his lunch everyday: a perfectly balanced, healthy meal of his own toil. He wanted to be a doctor, and he lived his life to suit this goal. No, they never noticed the bruises, never noticed when he had tired circles under his eyes, never noticed when he came to school flushed with fever.
The reason they never noticed was because she was his only human friend. She was his only friend past the Doberman puppy, Frankenstein, and the specters in the graveyard that were but a blur to her.
Naturally, she would do something to kill the demon that menaced him: the loneliness that plagued his eyes. She was a good person.
It was decided, then. She, Elisa Vogenbaum, would accept the invitation of Johann Faust the Eighth, and accompany him to the festival. She would go on a date with the silly boy next door.
Maybe she couldn't stop his bizarre graveyard accidents and heal the bruise that marred the typically pale skin of his cheek, but she could heal the bruise on his soul.
Besides, she reflected, he was pretty cute.
Owari
A/N: In Germany, most students go home for lunch. It's usually a hot, filling meal eaten as a family. Some people take money for lunch, to go buy yogurt or a small meal at an Imbissstube, which is kind of like a super snack bar. Most students do pack a sandwich or fruit to eat during Pause at school, in mid-morning.
Correction made: Unbeknownst to me, who used "Helmut" in the original version of this story as Faust's given name, Faust's name was actually mentioned in the Mankin anime as "Johann".