Child or Fate?
Paring(s): Pearl and Phoenix
Disclaimer: I don't own Phoenix Wright. All I own is love!
Dedicated to no one, just a random pairing.
WARNING! May give away some of JFA!
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I watched her as she laughed. Her high, innocent giggle sent a shiver up my spine, but not in an unpleasant way mind you. Her older sister was sat next to me, eyes glued to the performance in front as a clown performed his tricks and lions roared and magicians flew.
The circus was a place for children like those two, I felt a little left out at the sight of their glee and they merrily clapped and grinned to each other. I was like their father, or their brother, or some relation who was too old to enjoy it, but had come to watch over them.
The audience seemed empty, but for the little girl sat to my left, he bright eyes tearing up with laughter as she clutched her sides. She was so pure, so innocent. How could I not feel love for her? It would be a crime to do otherwise. Maybe it was a crime to do so.
We had met what seemed like only a day before when really it had been a year! How time flew when she was with me, how I wish I could stop it so I could spend forever with her.
"Nick! Look at it!" Maya pointed down to the arena where a lion was standing, proud and strong, before us.
I had to struggle to peel my eyes away from the young girl to show I was paying attention.
"Yes, I see it Maya." I tried to sound interested when really I was so terribly bored of it. I wished to hold Pearl, her eyes were so wide at the sight of the ferocious beast. She jumped when it roared.
Placing my hand on her shoulder I asked if she was alright. She looked at me with those harvest mouse eyes and spoke with her heavenly voice.
I believe she said she was fine, but i could not be sure, my ears only listened to the sound rather than the meaningless words. Words were no more than tools used to communicate, her voice was too pure for them.
I felt overcome with a sense of loss as she watched, unaware of my eyes dancing over her form. How could the girl ever understand what I felt for her? how could she ever see things my way?
I felt sick with myself for loving her so, but it was like a plague. I could not be cured of such feelings, no one chooses who they love, they can only control how they deal with it.
For me I was content to watch, never to touch. I knew it was still wrong and I accepted that. At first I had thought my feeling were that of friendship, but they were far to strong.
Maybe one day we could be together, maybe. I would be allowed to touch her in a few years time, if she let me. I could wait for her love, as mine would build up and p into a tower so high only she could climb it and conquer it.
It was wrong, so terribly wrong, but that's why it appealed to me. I wanted to go against the law, go against what I stood up for every day of my sick life.
I would wait and hope and pray she loved me back.
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Yeah, very short I know! I was just doing a small pairing which was posted up on a forum Hope you liked it and sorry. Please R&R, but no abuse please.
