Beautiful Boy
My first attempt at shounen-ai...which is basically like romance...but I'm not very good at romance...but...anywoo...if you don't know what shounen-ai is, it's malexmale, only it's a very innocent type of relationship, so there's nothing really bad here...and if you don't like shounen-ai or anything like that, go, shoo, because the closest I'm gonna get to a flame is constructive criticism. If you flame, I'm going to point and laugh at it, then through it in the water. And this would look better HTMLized, but I can't HTMLize it for some reason, so just bear with me for the time being.
PG, 'cause there's nothing really bad...
Genome. The word ignites an inferno in my body. But I won't be hearing it anytime now. It's all over for me, no hope for me at all. I lost to those pathetic weaklings, much less, my very own brother, Zidane.
Yet the mention of his very name sends a sensation through me, something that I've never felt before. Garland had prohibited this feeling for such a long time…but he's gone now, and completely out of the picture. No more rules…
I'm crippled and dying in this accursed tree. The vines are sending violent trembles through his place, yet I feel Zidane's presence coming nearer and nearer…
…and there he is, the blonde haired boy expertly maneuvering through those vines. I admit, I admire Garland for making such a handsome boy…so slender, so agile, so…I cannot explain…
No, no, I mustn't fall in love with him, it would be useless so close to death right now…and yet these emotions hit me stronger, and I don't know what to do…
He lands beside me, panting. His beautiful gaze locks into mine. I try to look away, but it's useless. I can't ignore this wondrous creation of Garland…I hate to acknowledge that I was the failure, and Zidane was the success. I do not deserve this boy, this beautiful boy.
I ask him why he helps me, and he just says that he had to. Is it sympathy in his voice? Why would he have sympathy for me? I tried to destroy the world. I don't understand Zidane. Maybe I never will.
This beautiful boy, I'll never forget him. I feel my hold on this world getting weaker. My gaze? Still locked on this beautiful boy, my emotions still running wild. It's too late to love…I am dying, and I never would deserve Zidane. Ever.
The Iifa Tree finally gives in, the gargantuan vines racing down towards us. And, yet, Zidane still refused to run…instead he stays here, crouching beside me and trying to start up a conversation.
Beautiful boy, beautiful boy, I can't hold up much longer…I love you…
And as my gaze swirls into darkness, as my body becomes limp, as the Iifa Tree's vines come forward, he throws his body over mine. I can feel his warmth cover my body, his golden locks of hair tickling my face. I smile gently.
Beautiful boy…these thoughts echo through my mind as my soul lifts out from my body and drifts away. And with a giant crash, those vines cover Zidane & my body. And he crawls out from those vines, muttering to himself why he could not save me before.
Beautiful boy, I must say goodbye to you. Maybe I shall see you sometime…if I ever deserve you…
My first attempt at shounen-ai...which is basically like romance...but I'm not very good at romance...but...anywoo...if you don't know what shounen-ai is, it's malexmale, only it's a very innocent type of relationship, so there's nothing really bad here...and if you don't like shounen-ai or anything like that, go, shoo, because the closest I'm gonna get to a flame is constructive criticism. If you flame, I'm going to point and laugh at it, then through it in the water. And this would look better HTMLized, but I can't HTMLize it for some reason, so just bear with me for the time being.
PG, 'cause there's nothing really bad...
Genome. The word ignites an inferno in my body. But I won't be hearing it anytime now. It's all over for me, no hope for me at all. I lost to those pathetic weaklings, much less, my very own brother, Zidane.
Yet the mention of his very name sends a sensation through me, something that I've never felt before. Garland had prohibited this feeling for such a long time…but he's gone now, and completely out of the picture. No more rules…
I'm crippled and dying in this accursed tree. The vines are sending violent trembles through his place, yet I feel Zidane's presence coming nearer and nearer…
…and there he is, the blonde haired boy expertly maneuvering through those vines. I admit, I admire Garland for making such a handsome boy…so slender, so agile, so…I cannot explain…
No, no, I mustn't fall in love with him, it would be useless so close to death right now…and yet these emotions hit me stronger, and I don't know what to do…
He lands beside me, panting. His beautiful gaze locks into mine. I try to look away, but it's useless. I can't ignore this wondrous creation of Garland…I hate to acknowledge that I was the failure, and Zidane was the success. I do not deserve this boy, this beautiful boy.
I ask him why he helps me, and he just says that he had to. Is it sympathy in his voice? Why would he have sympathy for me? I tried to destroy the world. I don't understand Zidane. Maybe I never will.
This beautiful boy, I'll never forget him. I feel my hold on this world getting weaker. My gaze? Still locked on this beautiful boy, my emotions still running wild. It's too late to love…I am dying, and I never would deserve Zidane. Ever.
The Iifa Tree finally gives in, the gargantuan vines racing down towards us. And, yet, Zidane still refused to run…instead he stays here, crouching beside me and trying to start up a conversation.
Beautiful boy, beautiful boy, I can't hold up much longer…I love you…
And as my gaze swirls into darkness, as my body becomes limp, as the Iifa Tree's vines come forward, he throws his body over mine. I can feel his warmth cover my body, his golden locks of hair tickling my face. I smile gently.
Beautiful boy…these thoughts echo through my mind as my soul lifts out from my body and drifts away. And with a giant crash, those vines cover Zidane & my body. And he crawls out from those vines, muttering to himself why he could not save me before.
Beautiful boy, I must say goodbye to you. Maybe I shall see you sometime…if I ever deserve you…