Glass slippers: Fragile.
By Lafeedeslilas
Cinderella, all brooms, rags and ashes,
Alone, among the evil step- sisters and lavish sashes.
One day the prince decided to hold a grand ball,
The sisters, to the ball swept away, make up and all
Cinderella, all broom, rags and ashes,
Cried in between suffocated hushes.
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"Whose book is this?"
"Oh, mine." Maka said, raising her hand. "I was planning to read it to Chrona today."
Kidd eyed the golden lined title that was woven on the black hard cover, and rose a brow.
"Cinderella?" he read aloud. Maka nodded as she walked towards him with her hands clasped on her back.
"Papa used to read it to me every night before bedtime." She commented casually.
"Would you mind if I borrow it? Chichiue never read me. I wasn't particularly interested in children books at that age." Kid finally asked after flapping the pages.
"Huh? Well, I'm not sure you'll like it but…. How long will you take?"
"It's thin. I'll be done in a day."
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"Why do you weep, child? Why are you still sitting next to cinders?"
The fairy god-mother chirped as she wove the air like blinding thunder,
"Do hurry, or you shall be late! Do rise, for I shall make you a princess today!"
The pumpkin was reborn as a carriage, the mice in horses,
Rags into a gown, complete with a delicate pair of glass slippers.
And so Cinderella hurried to the ball, where the prince fatefully waited,
And she danced all night with the prince, delighted.
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"I've been looking for you, Maka. So you were visiting Chrona? What a good timing, I was just don- Are you alright?"
Maka was standing, fist clenched, looking ahead with an angry scowl.
"Kid.." Her voice was trembling; from anger or grief, it was hard to tell. She resumed her sentence and gritted her teeth as tears began swelling up, "Chrona is…Chrona is gone…"
"What?" He didn't quite understand. Gone? Where?
"I'm going to talk to Soul.." The female tech said without answer the last question and hastily passed the death god's son, trying to not show her tears. He didn't stop her.
He just stepped into the room.
His eyes travelled from the bed to the corner, where Chrona used to crouch.
'Mr. Corner', she used to call it. Humans, he had come to realize, were amusing beings, giving often complicated names to places and people when they could be called by what they were.
He stared at the bare bricks. It took time for the thought of her not being there, to sink in. There was no grey wandering eyes, no weak stuttering, no shy smile.
She was really gone.
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Midnight strikes and the spell is broken.
The girl releases herself from his grasp, shaken.
He in vain tries to her hand catch,
The girl runs down the stair case in a rush.
She leaves a single glass slipper behind her path,
The ill-lover clutches it near his heart.
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They hadn't really spoken much to each other. Few, quiet greetings, and some doubtful gazes. They were not a really common relationship to-be, after all. The son of the god. The daughter of the witch.
Not much conversation, there.
Then he wondered how. How, in such a short time, had such a lukewarm feeling sprouted in his soul. He hated it at first, because he had always been cold. Cold to the imperfect world he lived in, and indifferent to other humans. They were pretty much predictable. Not interesting at all.
Or so he thought.
He was still standing in the empty room, feeling somehow hurt, but yet gave a small amused snort.
Shibusen, was an interesting place. Interacting with humans, speaking with them, getting along with them. New kind of people, unexpected enemies. A mess. Unpredictable asymmetry. It made his head spin. But it was ….fun. Yes, feeling his stomach go upside down and swirl was somehow fun. He decided he could tolerate some of it, at least if it never took human form. He wouldn't stand that. However right now, it didn't feel fun at all. His chest ached for some reason and he couldn't grasp the sense of it.
His eyes travelled absently through the small window. He could almost see her kneeling down and looking at the night.
'There is no rush'
That's what he had told her the day he organized the little party in his mansion.
'There is no rush'
How foolish. She was gone before he could have invited her to see a movie, to have dinner together, to start as friends first. Perhaps, maybe like that she wouldn't have left. She would have still be there, on the corner; He would see the grey wandering eyes, the weak stuttering, the shy smile.
The annoying lukewarm feeling disappeared as a flame with the wind.
And it left only ash.
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To all young woman, the young man tried,
The little glass slipper that the girl had left behind.
None, however matched the petite size,
none of the beautiful woman, could say otherwise.
The prince, searched and searched throughout the land,
But no one was the one, whom he would ask for her hand.
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Kid's hand began trembling, the black book he was holding, shook along it.
He had enjoyed reading the book; It had a happy ending. The prince found the woman he had been looking for and they married to be happily ever after.
Chrona too, was gone, and had left him with only a glass slipper.
His head dropped in resignation. Golden eyes emotionless, hand and book still shaking. He silently mused despite the pain. The death god, defeated by a mere human girl without her doing anything at all.
He knew he was not the prince of the story, he didn't have the confidence to find her, and less to bring her back.
Yet, his love had been like the glass slipper. It had only fitted her.
It was time to say good bye. It would have never worked out anyways, he told himself countless of times. He was not the hero of the story and would never be.
He dropped the book and the glass slipper shattered.
He left.
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END
AN: Another one similar to the first one. Haha, I just wanted to write something sad, for some reason. I'm planning on making this into a lot of one-shot collection. All bitter-sweet. Tell me what you think…
ANYWAYS, I hope you liked it, though.
Please also tell me if it made you cry (I would be proud), made you laugh (no comments), or made you go like 'ewww' (actually I wouldn't like a review like that, but I'll be brave, so bring it on!).
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