THE LONELINESS OF MADMEN
Iczer6
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Notes: [I do not own Guilty Gear I own nothing except for my brothers soul which I keep in shoe box in my room. No infringement is intended with this story. This is a yaoi story. Proceed with caution. The title comes from a poem by Terry Moore. This my first time writing a fanfic ever. Please be kind.]
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They say I have no heart and no soul. Perhaps it is true. I am a Gear. A soulless creation made by greedy and shortsighted humans. How can I feel? Emotions are meaningless to me. But.... Once I had a heart. I gave it to a boy I loved. A boy I killed... BR
I remember when we met. He was so innocent looking with those big blue eyes and pale blonde hair. He looked like the stereotypical angel. Perhaps that's why I chose to antagonize him. I saw what I could never be in his eyes. To give him credit he never gave up on me. He still held on to the belief that he could save my soul. Heh. Like I have a soul to save. As if I were worth saving. BR
I remember our first kiss. We had been practicing our techniques. He made a mad dash at me. Frustrated because he hadn't landed a hit all day. I sidestepped but lost my balance. Next thing I knew we were tumbling head over heels. He looked so desirable with his hair tousled and he face confused. I had to kiss those lips. To see what they felt like. BR
He was surprised but not unwilling. It was our first kiss. It wasn't our last. Soon we ended every training session like that. Kissing or talking or fighting. He had such faith in the world. It was intriguing how he tried to believe the best of all people. Unfortunately we had to hide our feelings under a guise of hostility. As far as they were concerned we were rivals. In our eyes we were lovers.
That was what pushed me over the edge. I _loved_ him. I am a gear. I am not capable of _love_. It will make me weak. Besides he would never love me if he knew the truth. I decided to make him hate me. I was cold and cruel. I broke his heart again and again. And he still forgave me. Loved me. It was too much. I ran and I took the sword with me as a final gesture of defiance. BR
He followed me.
I couldn't understand it. Why would he care for me? He followed me spouting his words of love and redemption. I couldn't take it anymore. I challenged him to duel. I hoped he would turn me down. I hoped he would win.
He did neither.
He accepted it. As he accepted me. With open heart and arms. Perhaps he knew I would kill him. Perhaps he still had some faith in me. I'll never know.
I remember the look on his face when Fireseal tore through his flesh. Shock, horror, betrayal and forgiveness... His final words still haunt me. "Sol Je t'aime au revoir." BR
Sol I love you, till we meet again...
Hah! Meet again. As I've said before I have no soul. And if I do it won't be going to where yours is Ky. Perhaps as I fall to hell I'll see you in heaven. Will you be sad or surprised? Or maybe happy that I went to my damnation. Who knows? BR
Yes, I am a soulless killer. But not a heartless. My heart, what was left of it anyway belonged to a boy I killed. A boy I loved.... BR
OWARI
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[Well, this is my first Guilty Gear fanfic and I hate it! What the hell was I thinking. Its SolxKy if you can't guess. I apologize to all the GG fans out there.]
Iczer6
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Notes: [I do not own Guilty Gear I own nothing except for my brothers soul which I keep in shoe box in my room. No infringement is intended with this story. This is a yaoi story. Proceed with caution. The title comes from a poem by Terry Moore. This my first time writing a fanfic ever. Please be kind.]
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They say I have no heart and no soul. Perhaps it is true. I am a Gear. A soulless creation made by greedy and shortsighted humans. How can I feel? Emotions are meaningless to me. But.... Once I had a heart. I gave it to a boy I loved. A boy I killed... BR
I remember when we met. He was so innocent looking with those big blue eyes and pale blonde hair. He looked like the stereotypical angel. Perhaps that's why I chose to antagonize him. I saw what I could never be in his eyes. To give him credit he never gave up on me. He still held on to the belief that he could save my soul. Heh. Like I have a soul to save. As if I were worth saving. BR
I remember our first kiss. We had been practicing our techniques. He made a mad dash at me. Frustrated because he hadn't landed a hit all day. I sidestepped but lost my balance. Next thing I knew we were tumbling head over heels. He looked so desirable with his hair tousled and he face confused. I had to kiss those lips. To see what they felt like. BR
He was surprised but not unwilling. It was our first kiss. It wasn't our last. Soon we ended every training session like that. Kissing or talking or fighting. He had such faith in the world. It was intriguing how he tried to believe the best of all people. Unfortunately we had to hide our feelings under a guise of hostility. As far as they were concerned we were rivals. In our eyes we were lovers.
That was what pushed me over the edge. I _loved_ him. I am a gear. I am not capable of _love_. It will make me weak. Besides he would never love me if he knew the truth. I decided to make him hate me. I was cold and cruel. I broke his heart again and again. And he still forgave me. Loved me. It was too much. I ran and I took the sword with me as a final gesture of defiance. BR
He followed me.
I couldn't understand it. Why would he care for me? He followed me spouting his words of love and redemption. I couldn't take it anymore. I challenged him to duel. I hoped he would turn me down. I hoped he would win.
He did neither.
He accepted it. As he accepted me. With open heart and arms. Perhaps he knew I would kill him. Perhaps he still had some faith in me. I'll never know.
I remember the look on his face when Fireseal tore through his flesh. Shock, horror, betrayal and forgiveness... His final words still haunt me. "Sol Je t'aime au revoir." BR
Sol I love you, till we meet again...
Hah! Meet again. As I've said before I have no soul. And if I do it won't be going to where yours is Ky. Perhaps as I fall to hell I'll see you in heaven. Will you be sad or surprised? Or maybe happy that I went to my damnation. Who knows? BR
Yes, I am a soulless killer. But not a heartless. My heart, what was left of it anyway belonged to a boy I killed. A boy I loved.... BR
OWARI
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[Well, this is my first Guilty Gear fanfic and I hate it! What the hell was I thinking. Its SolxKy if you can't guess. I apologize to all the GG fans out there.]