We just stared at each other, both pallid and in traumatic situations.
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The Heart of Cephiro
Part Three; How Did I Fall In Love With You?
Author; JuBunny
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I could hear his heavy breathing, the shock in his eyes, masked by the hair that licked at the sides of his face. His eye burned into mine, the two of us in silent confusion.
It was an interesting sight, truth be told. A young, tearful princess, staring shakily at an older-appearing man, who most certainly looked surprised; to say the least.
Zagato's mouth was quizzically open, leaning on the open door for support. I clasped my hands near my chest, feeling as the salty water dried and crusted on my face. He let his hand fall down from the door, simply standing there. I closed my eyes, bent my head down towards the floor, and cried softly to myself.
I felt a warm hand land on my shoulder, as I painfully looked up to meet with Zagato's eyes.
"You know...?" He asked me, his voice quivering slightly.
I nodded my head.
"And you...?"
Again, I nodded, letting the tears run against the whimper that escaped from my mouth. He brushed a finger against my lips, pulling me into an embrace.
I cried softly into his chest, clutching at his robes with a fury. I felt as he ran his hand through my hair, his other arm wrapped tightly around my waist. I wiped the tears away with my fist, looking up to see that Zagato had bent over, his face now inches away from mine. I shook in his arms, scared of the truth. Scared of the fact that this would change Cephiro's entire future. He ran a hand along my cheek, resting it under my chin. I stood on the balls of my feet, as he brushed his lips against mine. I felt a shock urn through me, and immediately buried my face back in Zagato's robes, trembling in his arms.
"It's not fair... It's not fair..."
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For the next few days, I lived in a world of depression, fear, and a state of demise loomed over Cephiro and my mind. Henceforth, Clef would throw me worried glances. One day, he finally gathered up the courage to inquire to me about my lethargicness.
"Dearest Princess, what troubles your mind so? You seem to have lost all your will... Cephiro reflects that image you carry, too. What is wrong?" he asked, laying a caring hand upon my shoulder. He gave me a gentle smile, concern filled in his eyes.
I weakly smiled, the edges of my mouth still hung low in despondency that clung to my heart. I shook my head at him.
"I truly do not know, Guru. Perhaps it is a lack of sleep.." I feebly came up with an excuse for him, turning my head away from him so that he could not see the shame in my eyes.
He shook his head, looking upset. "Emeraude, I have known you all your life... Please, do not offend me so; I know what's on your mind. It's Zagato, isn't it?" he whispered, his hand still on my shoulder, pulled me to face him.
I felt my face turn red. Of course, I should have known he would sense it. How couldn't he? He had been a childhood friend for me, someone that I turned to. I felt my eyes mist, as I nodded my head vigorously, blinking back the tears.
Clef turned away, his head hung low.
"I knew that such a fate would come upon you, Emeraude. This is not good. You know of the consequences this could cause. Emeraude, you may love him, and I am happy for you, but realize what is at stake... Still, there is nothing that we can do to change this. Cephiro was destined to come to its low point in history. It is just as the legend prophesizes... Emeraude, I need you to know that you must be strong at heart. I love you dearly, and I would never want any harm to come to you. Take care of yourself. Have a strong heart." Clef said to me, his eyes like tiny slits upon his face. I could tell it had disturbed him. He laid a gentle kiss on my cheek, walking slowly away into the shadows.
I had always known, deep down inside, that this special friend of mine, Clef, loved me. Not just as a friend, but something more. I felt that I had simply crushed him. He knew I shouldn't love anyone. But I did, and it wasn't even him... I closed my eyes and hoped that he would understand the feelings inside my heart, just as I understood what was inside his.
I frowned, falling onto my knees upon the ground, and thought of what I had lost.
My dear, sweet brother. I only knew him when I was a child. After that, I slowly began seeing less and less of him, as he traveled in the forests. He himself knew that I could not care about anything more than Cephiro; so he knew inside his heart he could never be there to allow me to love him more than the country I prayed for. I had lost him to Cephiro's laws.
Gentle, kind Clef. I shot him down, allowing him to know that I loved someone other than him, though he gave up his heart to me years and years longer than the month or so that I had seen Zagato. I crushed him. I let him down, by loving something more than Cephiro, the place that he so dearly loved and nourished alongside my prayers. I too, had lost him to love, Cephiro, and Zagato.
I pummeled my fist into the ground, watching it impact with the floor and slowly bleed. The blood flowed down from my knuckles, trickling across the ground. It led a path into the shadows, where darkness loomed. Squinting, I looked a little closer at the blackness. The image of a figure was silhouetted against the walls.
I knew at once who it was.
Zagato.
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End Part Three; How Did I Fall In Love With You?
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Lions and tigers and blood, oh my! ^^;; Did you like it? Do you hate me now? Dun worry, there's much more pleasant stuff coming. Mayhap I made this a bit too morbid, but please excuse me for it, because I was really ticked off when I worked on it. Plus, I really want to picture the emotional stress and trauma that Emeraude must have... I know she probably went through many of these feelings.
Comments? Questions? Read and Review!
This story is dedicated to my fantastic friend who first got me interested in MKR... Queen of MKR, ScandiaDream! She's the best! Luv ya, Scandia!
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The Heart of Cephiro
Part Three; How Did I Fall In Love With You?
Author; JuBunny
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I could hear his heavy breathing, the shock in his eyes, masked by the hair that licked at the sides of his face. His eye burned into mine, the two of us in silent confusion.
It was an interesting sight, truth be told. A young, tearful princess, staring shakily at an older-appearing man, who most certainly looked surprised; to say the least.
Zagato's mouth was quizzically open, leaning on the open door for support. I clasped my hands near my chest, feeling as the salty water dried and crusted on my face. He let his hand fall down from the door, simply standing there. I closed my eyes, bent my head down towards the floor, and cried softly to myself.
I felt a warm hand land on my shoulder, as I painfully looked up to meet with Zagato's eyes.
"You know...?" He asked me, his voice quivering slightly.
I nodded my head.
"And you...?"
Again, I nodded, letting the tears run against the whimper that escaped from my mouth. He brushed a finger against my lips, pulling me into an embrace.
I cried softly into his chest, clutching at his robes with a fury. I felt as he ran his hand through my hair, his other arm wrapped tightly around my waist. I wiped the tears away with my fist, looking up to see that Zagato had bent over, his face now inches away from mine. I shook in his arms, scared of the truth. Scared of the fact that this would change Cephiro's entire future. He ran a hand along my cheek, resting it under my chin. I stood on the balls of my feet, as he brushed his lips against mine. I felt a shock urn through me, and immediately buried my face back in Zagato's robes, trembling in his arms.
"It's not fair... It's not fair..."
~*~
For the next few days, I lived in a world of depression, fear, and a state of demise loomed over Cephiro and my mind. Henceforth, Clef would throw me worried glances. One day, he finally gathered up the courage to inquire to me about my lethargicness.
"Dearest Princess, what troubles your mind so? You seem to have lost all your will... Cephiro reflects that image you carry, too. What is wrong?" he asked, laying a caring hand upon my shoulder. He gave me a gentle smile, concern filled in his eyes.
I weakly smiled, the edges of my mouth still hung low in despondency that clung to my heart. I shook my head at him.
"I truly do not know, Guru. Perhaps it is a lack of sleep.." I feebly came up with an excuse for him, turning my head away from him so that he could not see the shame in my eyes.
He shook his head, looking upset. "Emeraude, I have known you all your life... Please, do not offend me so; I know what's on your mind. It's Zagato, isn't it?" he whispered, his hand still on my shoulder, pulled me to face him.
I felt my face turn red. Of course, I should have known he would sense it. How couldn't he? He had been a childhood friend for me, someone that I turned to. I felt my eyes mist, as I nodded my head vigorously, blinking back the tears.
Clef turned away, his head hung low.
"I knew that such a fate would come upon you, Emeraude. This is not good. You know of the consequences this could cause. Emeraude, you may love him, and I am happy for you, but realize what is at stake... Still, there is nothing that we can do to change this. Cephiro was destined to come to its low point in history. It is just as the legend prophesizes... Emeraude, I need you to know that you must be strong at heart. I love you dearly, and I would never want any harm to come to you. Take care of yourself. Have a strong heart." Clef said to me, his eyes like tiny slits upon his face. I could tell it had disturbed him. He laid a gentle kiss on my cheek, walking slowly away into the shadows.
I had always known, deep down inside, that this special friend of mine, Clef, loved me. Not just as a friend, but something more. I felt that I had simply crushed him. He knew I shouldn't love anyone. But I did, and it wasn't even him... I closed my eyes and hoped that he would understand the feelings inside my heart, just as I understood what was inside his.
I frowned, falling onto my knees upon the ground, and thought of what I had lost.
My dear, sweet brother. I only knew him when I was a child. After that, I slowly began seeing less and less of him, as he traveled in the forests. He himself knew that I could not care about anything more than Cephiro; so he knew inside his heart he could never be there to allow me to love him more than the country I prayed for. I had lost him to Cephiro's laws.
Gentle, kind Clef. I shot him down, allowing him to know that I loved someone other than him, though he gave up his heart to me years and years longer than the month or so that I had seen Zagato. I crushed him. I let him down, by loving something more than Cephiro, the place that he so dearly loved and nourished alongside my prayers. I too, had lost him to love, Cephiro, and Zagato.
I pummeled my fist into the ground, watching it impact with the floor and slowly bleed. The blood flowed down from my knuckles, trickling across the ground. It led a path into the shadows, where darkness loomed. Squinting, I looked a little closer at the blackness. The image of a figure was silhouetted against the walls.
I knew at once who it was.
Zagato.
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End Part Three; How Did I Fall In Love With You?
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Lions and tigers and blood, oh my! ^^;; Did you like it? Do you hate me now? Dun worry, there's much more pleasant stuff coming. Mayhap I made this a bit too morbid, but please excuse me for it, because I was really ticked off when I worked on it. Plus, I really want to picture the emotional stress and trauma that Emeraude must have... I know she probably went through many of these feelings.
Comments? Questions? Read and Review!
This story is dedicated to my fantastic friend who first got me interested in MKR... Queen of MKR, ScandiaDream! She's the best! Luv ya, Scandia!
