Hello. I was struck with an inspiration bunny and decided to make a little oneshot about Cooro and his views of the others and the situation they get into in the tenth book. He's such an interesting character, you know? Especially as the series progresses and you see more and more of his mind. That being said, there are some spoilers for the ending a bit, so you've been warned.
Disclaimer- Don't own +Anima
Grin and Bare It All
There were two things in Cooro's life that he treasured beyond all others. The first of these two things were, of course, his friends.
When he'd first set out on this little journey of his, he expected to meet other animas, and he had hoped he would have been able to become friends with them. He never expected that the people he met to be so amazing and kind, well, over all at least, and he certainly didn't expect to become so close so fast.
There was Senri, the oldest and quietest of the group by far. The Kim-um-Kur bear anima was like a protective force over all of them. Although he sometimes needed help from them in the more basic of social interaction, none of them ever really cared about that or feel anything except maybe worry for the teen when those situations did occur. After having known Senri for about a week, none of them ever really questioned why he kept silent, it was just who he was.
Then there was Nana, the girl of their group. She and him were alike in a lot of ways, actually, although she was much more spunky, he guessed he could call it. They both liked picking on Husky, jokingly of course, and were generally the more upbeat and talkative two of the four. They were also the two less adept in an actual fight. Now, while he did get into dangerous situations sometimes, he was never really useful in combat. Yes, Nana did have her sonic screech, but she used it mostly for defense. While Senri and Husky were the two to go to if you needed protecting or a challenge, they were much more flighty. Maybe that's why they were the ones with wings.
And of course Husky. The ex-prince who'd been introduced to him as a princess. They really were as different as night and day. Husky was headstrong and determined and all these things that made the black haired boy look up to him. It wasn't hard for Cooro to think of the stubborn silver boy as a brother to him, although he wasn't really sure if it was the same both ways. Cooro never had any siblings, while Husky had a multitude. They hadn't been very kind to him either, so if Husky didn't think of him as a brother, he didn't really mind. It was most likely not an insult. A best friend was probably closer then a brother to him any day.
The other thing, was his wings. He'd had them for as long as he could remember and had often taken the flight they gave him for granted. Things had changed once he met the others though. They had suffered to get their animas, and that and the usefulness they provided him really started to make it sink in how valuable they were.
And then just like that, his world was ripped from him. All because of that stupid anima race. All because of an overheard conversation. His friends were gone, any confidence to stand up to Fly was gone, and he didn't know what to do.
They all had just ran away. First Nana, the betrayal she felt very clear. Then Husky, who'd just gone forward without even looking back, which was so typical of him, and finally Senri. It was obvious he hadn't known what to do, but Cooro told him to just go with the others. He didn't have the right to keep him there.
This was really it now. He'd already lost one of the two most important things in his life, and was about to lose the other. There wasn't anything he could do to stop it though. He made a promise. A stupid, stupid promise when he was six years old for some apples. He'd gave his word though, and Cooro just couldn't say no.
It didn't really matter anymore though. What he lost or what he was going to lose. He wasn't even sure what he was anymore. A fake anima? A real one? Maybe he was something like Blanca, only more stable. There was no way to get an answer though, so there was no reason to try.
There was really nothing else to do but grin and bare it all. His life had been far from perfect, but there had never really been a way to make it better. Whenever he thought he had though, it would come crashing down, again and again and again. When he first realized the fear people held for him because of his wings, when he'd came to the research facility to help, because he had been deemed special, and now.
It was the strategy he'd used in the past, and it would do very well now too. People never seemed to notice anything else if you were smiling, and that was something Cooro was very good at.
Yes, he'd grin and bare it for now, and once all this was over and the last bits of everything dear to him was taken, he'd be able to stop. He'd be at rock bottom, and there was no reason for him to try and raise himself up. There'd be an end to it all, and no reason to ever have to put on a mask again.
Well, that was kind of dark. I hope you liked it though. First +Anima oneshot, so I tried my best. I tried to get his mindset right. He really seemed to be at the end of his rope, especially at the funeral crow hill things and the whole driven to suicide scene. If it makes you feel any better the other show up and save him before anything actually happens, so yay.
Well, please review.
