Well, I lied. It took a bit longer than I thought it would last night, and
my mother got home sooner than I expected, so you only got two chapters.
Well, let's see... this is chapter six... All three viewpoints here, and
none of them happy. Aya's somewhere in between guilty, self-righteous and
annoyed, Yotan's tortured again (why do I do this to my fave Weiss boy?),
and Kenken's just pissed. I shall say no more about that.
WARNING!!!!! Aya-bashing. I don't hate him, I swear; but Ken does.
I'm surprised! Nobody wants to play the Kudos game! It's fun, I assure you!
...Please? Humor a poor author.
This chapter goes to HarlemRose2, for keeping me amused infinitely in biology and for loaning me the Rocky Horror Picture Show so I could finally see it for the first time. You are an interesting soul, God, and I hope you stay that way.
Yes, God is a girl. Deal with it. Her boyfriend is Satan. Make more sense now? (That's not his real name, she's not a Satanist - although she is something very close to it.) I give up. You all think I'm heretical anyway - you have to, and you seem to like it.
Anyway....
On with the story!
Dance to the time warp, yeah....
What are you still doing here? I said, ON WITH THE STORY!!!!
~~~
Nanashi - ch6
I Hope He's Happy
~~~
Damn Aya. Damn him. Damn his soul. Fucking red-headed bastard doesn't have a heart. He's got a chunk of stone in there. Or maybe it's ice. Or maybe it's just a hole there where he's supposed to have one. But he definitely doesn't have one.
How could he do this? How could he leave Yohji, all alone, hurting like he is when it's his fault? How could he?
He left a note taped up on the fridge - addressed to all of us, of course, so as not to get Yohji's hopes up. He said he felt like he didn't meld efficiently with us, and the team was suffering because of him. He's going to have Kritiker reposition him.
Weiss isn't suffering from Aya. Yohji is. I hope he's happy with what he's done.
"Doesn't meld efficiently." Ha. Aya "melded" efficiently - so efficiently he's scared of it. He's running away from Yohji. Why? If Yohji loved me half as much as he loves Aya, I'd be ecstatic.
Okay, I did *not* just think that.
Yohji hides behind alcohol, whatever sort of drugs he does, and sex because his heart is about the size of Russia. He doesn't want to get hurt. But he figured Aya wouldn't hurt him, and he fell in love iwth Aya. And Aya hurt him.
Fucking bastard. If he comes back I'll kill him myself.
I'm the one who's going to take care of Yohji. I'm the one who's going to make sure he doesn't do anything too stupid. I'm the one who's going to comfort him. And I don't have a problem with it. But the fact remains that I wouldn't have to if Aya hadn't done this.
Damn him...
~~~
Aya's gone.
He left.
Am I so hard to love? Am I such a horrible person that even one as bloodstained as myself can't love me? Why is this happening to me? Is it a sin for me to love, and this is some obscure god's way of punishing me?
I wish I'd never fallen in love with him.
It hurts. It hurts the way nothing else ever has. Nobody told me love was supposed to hurt. I wish I could die, it hurts that much. It feels like he reached straight into my chest and ripped out my heart. I want to die.
Maybe I could.
Hey, there's a thought.
It wouldnt be that hard, really. There are a million different ways I could do it. I could do it with my own wire, and be all symbolic. I could do it with pills and just go to sleep and never wake up. I could do it iwth a gun and have it over quickly.
Or I could have Aya do it for me.
I think he wouldn't mind. He's just about killed me already.
Aya why do you do this to me? Why do you hate me so much that you have to hurt me like this?
Why do I still love you?
I hope he's happy, at least. I hope he's not miserable with whatever his front job is. I hope he's founds someone who can turn him human.
I hope no one ever hurt him like this. He doesn't deserve this much pain.
~~~
Kritiker is nothing but a bunch of sadistic bastards.
Especially Persia.
My new front job is to be the _sensei_ in a _dojo_. I have a gifted beginners' class and the gifted advanced class. I have never had so many bruises in my life. And it's not the older kids either - it's the younger ones. They're clumsy, and when we're "sparring" or when I'm correcting their forms, they'll fall on me or kick me much harder than they meant to. I can't believe they're the gifted ones.
And I thought Crawford was torture.
I have to be nice. I have to put up with being called "freak behind my back because of my eyes. I have to hear myself described as "iceman" because I try my very hardest not to snap and hurt one of them. This indignity is almost more than I can stand. It makes floristry look like a walk in the park. But I put up with the injustice because I asked for it. And truth be told, I deserve it after what I did to Yohji.
I hope he's happy. I hope he gets over me.
I'm not worth it.
~~~
TBC
~~~
And that's chapter six. Longer this time, which is good. Nothing happens that we weren't aware was already going to happen, nothing really unexpected, and this hasn't been for a while, so let me tell you something, the next chapter is nothing but a huge surprise. I think you guys will like it. REVIEWS, please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WARNING!!!!! Aya-bashing. I don't hate him, I swear; but Ken does.
I'm surprised! Nobody wants to play the Kudos game! It's fun, I assure you!
...Please? Humor a poor author.
This chapter goes to HarlemRose2, for keeping me amused infinitely in biology and for loaning me the Rocky Horror Picture Show so I could finally see it for the first time. You are an interesting soul, God, and I hope you stay that way.
Yes, God is a girl. Deal with it. Her boyfriend is Satan. Make more sense now? (That's not his real name, she's not a Satanist - although she is something very close to it.) I give up. You all think I'm heretical anyway - you have to, and you seem to like it.
Anyway....
On with the story!
Dance to the time warp, yeah....
What are you still doing here? I said, ON WITH THE STORY!!!!
~~~
Nanashi - ch6
I Hope He's Happy
~~~
Damn Aya. Damn him. Damn his soul. Fucking red-headed bastard doesn't have a heart. He's got a chunk of stone in there. Or maybe it's ice. Or maybe it's just a hole there where he's supposed to have one. But he definitely doesn't have one.
How could he do this? How could he leave Yohji, all alone, hurting like he is when it's his fault? How could he?
He left a note taped up on the fridge - addressed to all of us, of course, so as not to get Yohji's hopes up. He said he felt like he didn't meld efficiently with us, and the team was suffering because of him. He's going to have Kritiker reposition him.
Weiss isn't suffering from Aya. Yohji is. I hope he's happy with what he's done.
"Doesn't meld efficiently." Ha. Aya "melded" efficiently - so efficiently he's scared of it. He's running away from Yohji. Why? If Yohji loved me half as much as he loves Aya, I'd be ecstatic.
Okay, I did *not* just think that.
Yohji hides behind alcohol, whatever sort of drugs he does, and sex because his heart is about the size of Russia. He doesn't want to get hurt. But he figured Aya wouldn't hurt him, and he fell in love iwth Aya. And Aya hurt him.
Fucking bastard. If he comes back I'll kill him myself.
I'm the one who's going to take care of Yohji. I'm the one who's going to make sure he doesn't do anything too stupid. I'm the one who's going to comfort him. And I don't have a problem with it. But the fact remains that I wouldn't have to if Aya hadn't done this.
Damn him...
~~~
Aya's gone.
He left.
Am I so hard to love? Am I such a horrible person that even one as bloodstained as myself can't love me? Why is this happening to me? Is it a sin for me to love, and this is some obscure god's way of punishing me?
I wish I'd never fallen in love with him.
It hurts. It hurts the way nothing else ever has. Nobody told me love was supposed to hurt. I wish I could die, it hurts that much. It feels like he reached straight into my chest and ripped out my heart. I want to die.
Maybe I could.
Hey, there's a thought.
It wouldnt be that hard, really. There are a million different ways I could do it. I could do it with my own wire, and be all symbolic. I could do it with pills and just go to sleep and never wake up. I could do it iwth a gun and have it over quickly.
Or I could have Aya do it for me.
I think he wouldn't mind. He's just about killed me already.
Aya why do you do this to me? Why do you hate me so much that you have to hurt me like this?
Why do I still love you?
I hope he's happy, at least. I hope he's not miserable with whatever his front job is. I hope he's founds someone who can turn him human.
I hope no one ever hurt him like this. He doesn't deserve this much pain.
~~~
Kritiker is nothing but a bunch of sadistic bastards.
Especially Persia.
My new front job is to be the _sensei_ in a _dojo_. I have a gifted beginners' class and the gifted advanced class. I have never had so many bruises in my life. And it's not the older kids either - it's the younger ones. They're clumsy, and when we're "sparring" or when I'm correcting their forms, they'll fall on me or kick me much harder than they meant to. I can't believe they're the gifted ones.
And I thought Crawford was torture.
I have to be nice. I have to put up with being called "freak behind my back because of my eyes. I have to hear myself described as "iceman" because I try my very hardest not to snap and hurt one of them. This indignity is almost more than I can stand. It makes floristry look like a walk in the park. But I put up with the injustice because I asked for it. And truth be told, I deserve it after what I did to Yohji.
I hope he's happy. I hope he gets over me.
I'm not worth it.
~~~
TBC
~~~
And that's chapter six. Longer this time, which is good. Nothing happens that we weren't aware was already going to happen, nothing really unexpected, and this hasn't been for a while, so let me tell you something, the next chapter is nothing but a huge surprise. I think you guys will like it. REVIEWS, please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!