A/n: Happy day. I'd like to state a few things... .this story (if you could
call it that) has no beginning, no middle, and no end. It's random
thoughts, jarred together, into what could be called a story format. They
aren't in chronological order, and i can even take from episodes (and
movies) I haven't even watched yet. Ah the glory that is the AMV. *nods*
anyway..... The Kagome portion to this story has a first chapter, though it
hasn't been posted yet, I"m not sure i liked the way it turned out.
*shrugs* i'll have to check it out, and then show someone, see what they
think. :) alright, on to the fic! Ja ne!
every day-- they laughed. it was insane, how their laughter got to me. It's amazing that I don't have better control of my emotions by now-- I wouldn't let them see me cry.... I couldn't let them hurt me like that.... and my entire life was like that. people laughing at me. not quite here, but not quite there.... not human enough to live with them, but not demon enough to be accepted by society. I couldn't live in either world.... and I hid. I hid away, ashamed of what I was. half. some people might say half is better than none... but they're wrong. all my life I've just wanted to belong-- some place. Human-- demon.... anywhere.
and then-- I found you. you didn't really take my breath away the first time I met you. I thought you as weak as all the rest... going to join in their mockery, and their hatred. but you didn't. I don't know why-- but you didn't..... and you and I .... well we didn't hit it off at first. in fact, we were enemies. but I was bound to you-- more importantly you intrigued me.... and after following you, and learning about you, and finding myself loving you-- I realize now why you didn't reject me.....
you're the same.
you don't belong in my time, but now that you've been here, you don't belong in your time either. You don't have a time, and I don't have a place, and somehow, together, we make sense. I have no place.... you don't have a time, and so we exist together, outside of all that. outside of all the material things.... like how it seems like nothing else in the world exists when you scream for me.... when you're in danger.... when you need me the most.... it's like every thing.... stops. the world goes black, and all there is ...... is us.
and maybe it's because you're the only person who's cared for me, as a hanyou. you don't find me.... unworthy of your time.... you aren't disgusted by the fact my father loved a human mother.... you.... don't care. you know it all.... and somehow, you aren't disgusted, like everyone else...
You were the first to say you liked me for me.
every day-- they laughed. it was insane, how their laughter got to me. It's amazing that I don't have better control of my emotions by now-- I wouldn't let them see me cry.... I couldn't let them hurt me like that.... and my entire life was like that. people laughing at me. not quite here, but not quite there.... not human enough to live with them, but not demon enough to be accepted by society. I couldn't live in either world.... and I hid. I hid away, ashamed of what I was. half. some people might say half is better than none... but they're wrong. all my life I've just wanted to belong-- some place. Human-- demon.... anywhere.
and then-- I found you. you didn't really take my breath away the first time I met you. I thought you as weak as all the rest... going to join in their mockery, and their hatred. but you didn't. I don't know why-- but you didn't..... and you and I .... well we didn't hit it off at first. in fact, we were enemies. but I was bound to you-- more importantly you intrigued me.... and after following you, and learning about you, and finding myself loving you-- I realize now why you didn't reject me.....
you're the same.
you don't belong in my time, but now that you've been here, you don't belong in your time either. You don't have a time, and I don't have a place, and somehow, together, we make sense. I have no place.... you don't have a time, and so we exist together, outside of all that. outside of all the material things.... like how it seems like nothing else in the world exists when you scream for me.... when you're in danger.... when you need me the most.... it's like every thing.... stops. the world goes black, and all there is ...... is us.
and maybe it's because you're the only person who's cared for me, as a hanyou. you don't find me.... unworthy of your time.... you aren't disgusted by the fact my father loved a human mother.... you.... don't care. you know it all.... and somehow, you aren't disgusted, like everyone else...
You were the first to say you liked me for me.