Title: A Dream's Desire
Author: hikari-no-megami
E-mail address: kirei_usa@hotmail.com
Rating: PG
Genre: Angst/Romance
Chapter: 4- A Save Could Go A Long Way
Disclaimers: If I own Weiss Kreuz or Sailor Moon, I would be rich, Aya would be nice and polite, Yohji would be a soccer fan, and won't care much about girls, Ken would be a playboy, and Omi would be trigger happy. Since none of those are true, I don't own Weiss Kreuz or Sailor Moon.
Author's Notes: Well, here's the next chapter… (nothing to say…)
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She stared at her hands for what seemed like an eternity. But then how long was an eternity. Was an eternity when you stare into a person's eyes and emotions, feelings pass through? Or is it when pain hits you and holds on to your soul and heart, and it stays there, only until you learn how to accept it, will it slowly go away… leaving in its' wait, a painful scar? What was an eternity?
She threw her arms at her side and faintly cried. The world was a cruel place… and fate was a heartless creature.
A car crash… a car crash had blindly took the two people she cared most about away. She had wished and hoped and dreamed of the day that she would finally see her parents… face to face and hold onto them, never letting go. But then fate, fate had always interfered. Fate had always gave her misery, always gave her pain and… It was a very young age for her. She had been sent to her aunt and uncle's place, they were to care for her, just like her parents would've…
She looked up at the sky and wondered. Would life have been much better, more… if none of the events that had happened, happened? Would she still have a family if fate hadn't made the accident happen? There were lots of questions she wanted to ask, but was there someone there to answer it for her? No… She was certain there wasn't. There was once before, but then that was just an imposter. A cheater that would never know that the secrets in the universe, the secrets of life and happiness. Did she know however? Was she a cheater, a person that cheated her own self to make herself happier? Maybe.
She turned her head toward the river and gazed at it. Her reflection stared back at her, and in those few moments, time had stopped, giving her a freedom she had only dreamed for so long, but then, as all things go, time resumed.
She predicted it, fate was playing with her again. Giving her something she wanted so much, then taking it away, dangling it just above her head, letting her know that, fate would always be superior, it would always rule over those who wanted to oppose her…
If she could only leave this world, leave this place and never come back, never dream or wonder, and never remember. But how far could she go, before fate catch up, how long could she walk off, before she would remember again? There wasn't really a solution but death, however how would her aunt and uncle react to it? She loved her aunt and uncle a lot, but to live in a world without something to hold on to, was hard, and she didn't have anyone to support her, in the way she wanted.
With a final resolute, she climbed up the bridge and sat on top, her feet dangling just above the water. Should she really? Yes, her mind whispered out… Yes? Yes… she seized her courage and jumped down.
Water sting her eyes and her clothes dragged her down. Her arms were at her side, unflinching she stared ahead. Her mind determined to do what she believed was right, but her heart, oh, it was in pain. Not because she was about to die but because if she died, she would never experience something that was absolutely wonderful and beautiful. Something that would fill her soul with a heart's delight, or warm her from head to toe. She would never experience…
Love.
As much as the heart tried to keep her alive, her mind was already unwavering. Nothing could stop her from what she was about to do… for now.
'What the **** is she doing?!' Yohji thought as he peered over the bridge. Golden yellow or was it silver hair was floating above the water, and a faint face was attached to the hair.
'Oh, what the heck.' One of his hands held the bridge while his whole body flipped over it and landed in the water. He quickly swam to the puddle of hair and reached for the body that came with it. He threw one arm over his shoulder and quickly swam to the surface. However he couldn't help feeling… he didn't know what word he was trying to use, but a distant feeling was surfing up, one that he had never felt in a long time…
She gave a small groan as she woke up. Her eyes slowly opened to the world, only to meet emerald eyes. She closed her eyes, feeling that nothing was wrong, until she realized that her lips were pressured. She opened her eyes again. This time blinking a few times, hoping that all was a nightmare.
It wasn't.
He was kissing her. That was alright, nothing unusual. But then that thought finally registered into her mind after a few minutes. HE WAS KISSING HER???!!!
She lifted her arms painfully and slapped his head aside. His head twisted to the other side, in the process giving her a satisfaction yet dissatisfaction sound of a crack. And an annoying headache that intensified.
She slowly sat up in an attempt to yell at him better. Unfortunately by the time she sat up (which let say was about an hour later), her headache killed her and he had fainted.
He had fainted?!
She never knew she had so much strength… Wow! She sure was strong! ^^;;;
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An hour later…
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She sighed again and again. She was bored. No other way to explain it. And all because of 'him', she gave a small kick to his side. He didn't move. He might as well of been dead. By the way things were going, if he wasn't dead then he was about to be dead.
She shook him. "Wake up!" he didn't move. She shook him even harder. "Wake up!!!" he wouldn't even budge.
"Hey! Are you dead or not?" she shouted at him. If he were still awake, he would have been amazed by her wonderful vocabulary of words that were used against him. However he wasn't so it was sadly a bad thing.
"*sighs* Stupid of me… still staying around… better things to do… stupid boy… stupid person… stupid me… stupid world…"
"Are you done with your constant mumbling yet?" she heard an annoyed, drowsy voice talking to her.
"Huh?" she stared at him as he slowly got up.
"Your mumbling is giving me a headache." He explained as he rubbed his head.
"Good! I hope your headache kills you!" she retorted.
"That's not a nice thing to say," he wagged his finger at her and smirked. "What would your mother think?"
Her eyes clouded in pain as her mother was reminded. She didn't know what her mother would think. And she would never know, she never had one… None that she could remember… Tears welled up in her eyes, but she tried her hardest. Tried to hold it in. She succeeded, with at least a few tears.
Guilt flashed by in his heart as those pearl tears slowly trickle down her face. He watched tentatively as tears fell down, and with a heartrending heart, he too cried, only in his soul as he didn't know how to help.
"Are you okay?" he asked uncertainly. This sure wasn't him, being the sensitive guy, but then he didn't know what he was, who he was, in those few moments he had met her. He took out a handkerchief. Even though it was wet, he handed it to her.
She grabbed the handkerchief from him and turned around. It was quite embarrassing to cry in front of someone you had just met. Especially a boy that didn't understand all that a girl had to go threw. They never understood…
That statement produced more tears, more pain and more sorrow. Boys, who needed them? They only cause heartbreak and an undying pain… for eternity.
He winced slightly as he heard more tears. He didn't know what to do in these situations. What could he have done to help her? What could he do to stop pain? He didn't know and those thoughts, questions plague him.
He reached a hand toward her shoulder. She flinched slightly. He pulled back, but then he reached out again, hesitantly. She didn't move. This time he gathered all his courage and wrapped his arms around her. His arms locking hers, his chin on her shoulder and her tears on his arms.
"All will be okay…" he whispered out. It was all he could do, all he could say…
Her only answer was tears.
Minutes pass by. They stood still in that position.
"Are you okay now?" he asked her, his breath tickling her ears.
All she could do was nod. Her voice was numb.
He held her tightly, her body spreading his with warmth. He couldn't let go now. Not after what he had experienced. He had encountered a wonderful thing that he couldn't have enough of. She was something he desired. Even though they had only met, not even a day yet. He wanted her. He knew this girl was different from any other that he had met, and so he was going to cherish all their moments together, especially now. Who knew if fate would let them meet? However he wouldn't let this one slip. She was too much… she was someone he needed and wanted…
It was quite ironic to think that she had lost all her tears already. Tears would never dry up in her life.
She tried to pull his hands away from hers. However his hold was firm.
"Hey!" she whispered out. No response. She shook him. "Hey, let go of me!" Again no response. Really what did this scene remind you of?
She took a deep breath, and prepared to scream for all she could.
"LET GO OF ME RIGHT NOW!!! REALLY HOW HARD IS IT TO JUST ANSWER ME?! WHY DO I EVEN BOTHER?!"
Startled he dropped his hold on her staggered back a few steps. Somehow, for some reason unknown he slipped and fell. He landed in a really bad position. You know those kinds of positions that you really do not want anyone to see you in.
She stared at him for a few seconds, before bursting out.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" she laughed for a full 2 minutes before stopping to catch her breath. Then she started her second round of laughter.
By her second round, he had already gone out of shock and was staring at her annoyingly. Really was it that funny? The answer was of course shown to him when he stared down at himself… 'Oh my god!' he quickly scrambled up and chant, 'That did not happen, that did not happen… oh my god, that did not happen.' That continued on for as long as she was laughing, which let me tell you were quite long.
Finally she found it in her to stop laughing, but he did not find it easy to stop chanting.
She stared at him weirdly as he kept on looking forward, not even blinking.
"Are you okay?" she questioned him as she waved her hands in front of his face.
'That did not happen, that did not happen…'
No answer. Again she asked him and again there was no response. Why was this always happening to her?!
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Another hour later…
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She sighed once more as the events that had happened earlier, took place again. 'He is so mean!' she thought. But then if he was mean, why was she staying here, waiting for him to get out of whatever he was doing? She didn't know. Perhaps she was finally realizing that she wasn't the only one in the world that had pain. Of course his actions didn't show that his pain was there, but she could feel it. She saw it in his eyes. There was no escape from pain. They will always be reflected in your eyes, it's just how many or how less that controls it.
She shook her head to clear all thoughts away. She had been thinking too much these days. She used to think that thinking too much would rot your brains. It was better to let the future roll by itself. But she didn't know what she thought, what she believed in.
"You know thinking too much would rot your brain."
She laughed at that statement. How true, how true…
"Glad to see you laughing." He commented.
"Glad to see you awake." She retorted, bringing back the event that had just happened minutes ago.
"That was not funny," he stated.
"Of course, of course," she smiled. Even though her acting skills were quite good, he knew that she was trying her hardest to not laugh.
"Laugh all you want, that event did not happen," he turned his head to the side and pouted.
She stared at him. Consciously realizing that it was rude to stare. But the picture that he had just create, was so alluring. He looked cute, pouting.
She shook her head to banish all thoughts. She had just met him for God sake. She couldn't have feelings for him, not after…
She cleared her throat, catching his attention.
"I need to go now. It's been nice meeting you," she said.
"That fast?" he pouted childishly again.
"Yep! It's getting late now."
"Okay, then. But at least give me your number. It'll be a fare away gift."
"But, I don't even know you!" she exclaimed.
"All the better to give it. It's a way to know each other more." He explained.
Her heart beat fast, for some reason she didn't know. Would she give him her number? Yes, her mind told her, but not yet her heart answered. Would the heart, or the mind win over this time? She didn't know.
"Is that a yes or a no?" he asked. She snapped out of her thoughts to find herself nodding yet shaking her head, one way after another.
"Hehe," she sweatdropped, this was not the way to answer a question. "I have to go now, but I'm sure that since fate made us meet, fate will bring us together again. Maybe, then my number will be yours."
"So you'll let fate decide our meeting?" She nodded, she knew that they would meet again, just in different situations. "Well then, I guess I'll go with that," he answered.
She nodded again, her voice seemed to detach from her. She gave him a smile and turned around.
"Ja ne."
"Same to you too tenshi," he called out as she disappeared from sight. However she caught his words and gave him a bright smile.
He stared after her with what looked like longing in his eyes. But that couldn't be possible would it? The playboy couldn't of fallen for the tenshi. He gave a sigh and walked away, his heart already anticipating when fate would let them meet again.
End of Chapter 4 – A Save Could Go A Long Way
Wow, the title is so long… same with the chapter. You finally got what you wanted! A longer chapter. Now since I killed myself writing a long chapter, you should kill yourself writing a review! ^^;;; Just kidding. I don't want you to die, not yet anyway. You still have to read what would happen!
So what did you think? Was this better? She finally met one of the Weiss boys, who's she going to meet next?
This story finally has a plotline. Those few chapters I had, they were just endless parts that helped me get a feel for this chapter. I didn't know what I was trying to write, but now I know.
This story will not only have romance and angst. Instead it will contain many other genres and ones that I made up, so prepare to ride the dangerous journey called A Dream's Desire.
Author: hikari-no-megami
E-mail address: kirei_usa@hotmail.com
Rating: PG
Genre: Angst/Romance
Chapter: 4- A Save Could Go A Long Way
Disclaimers: If I own Weiss Kreuz or Sailor Moon, I would be rich, Aya would be nice and polite, Yohji would be a soccer fan, and won't care much about girls, Ken would be a playboy, and Omi would be trigger happy. Since none of those are true, I don't own Weiss Kreuz or Sailor Moon.
Author's Notes: Well, here's the next chapter… (nothing to say…)
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She stared at her hands for what seemed like an eternity. But then how long was an eternity. Was an eternity when you stare into a person's eyes and emotions, feelings pass through? Or is it when pain hits you and holds on to your soul and heart, and it stays there, only until you learn how to accept it, will it slowly go away… leaving in its' wait, a painful scar? What was an eternity?
She threw her arms at her side and faintly cried. The world was a cruel place… and fate was a heartless creature.
A car crash… a car crash had blindly took the two people she cared most about away. She had wished and hoped and dreamed of the day that she would finally see her parents… face to face and hold onto them, never letting go. But then fate, fate had always interfered. Fate had always gave her misery, always gave her pain and… It was a very young age for her. She had been sent to her aunt and uncle's place, they were to care for her, just like her parents would've…
She looked up at the sky and wondered. Would life have been much better, more… if none of the events that had happened, happened? Would she still have a family if fate hadn't made the accident happen? There were lots of questions she wanted to ask, but was there someone there to answer it for her? No… She was certain there wasn't. There was once before, but then that was just an imposter. A cheater that would never know that the secrets in the universe, the secrets of life and happiness. Did she know however? Was she a cheater, a person that cheated her own self to make herself happier? Maybe.
She turned her head toward the river and gazed at it. Her reflection stared back at her, and in those few moments, time had stopped, giving her a freedom she had only dreamed for so long, but then, as all things go, time resumed.
She predicted it, fate was playing with her again. Giving her something she wanted so much, then taking it away, dangling it just above her head, letting her know that, fate would always be superior, it would always rule over those who wanted to oppose her…
If she could only leave this world, leave this place and never come back, never dream or wonder, and never remember. But how far could she go, before fate catch up, how long could she walk off, before she would remember again? There wasn't really a solution but death, however how would her aunt and uncle react to it? She loved her aunt and uncle a lot, but to live in a world without something to hold on to, was hard, and she didn't have anyone to support her, in the way she wanted.
With a final resolute, she climbed up the bridge and sat on top, her feet dangling just above the water. Should she really? Yes, her mind whispered out… Yes? Yes… she seized her courage and jumped down.
Water sting her eyes and her clothes dragged her down. Her arms were at her side, unflinching she stared ahead. Her mind determined to do what she believed was right, but her heart, oh, it was in pain. Not because she was about to die but because if she died, she would never experience something that was absolutely wonderful and beautiful. Something that would fill her soul with a heart's delight, or warm her from head to toe. She would never experience…
Love.
As much as the heart tried to keep her alive, her mind was already unwavering. Nothing could stop her from what she was about to do… for now.
'What the **** is she doing?!' Yohji thought as he peered over the bridge. Golden yellow or was it silver hair was floating above the water, and a faint face was attached to the hair.
'Oh, what the heck.' One of his hands held the bridge while his whole body flipped over it and landed in the water. He quickly swam to the puddle of hair and reached for the body that came with it. He threw one arm over his shoulder and quickly swam to the surface. However he couldn't help feeling… he didn't know what word he was trying to use, but a distant feeling was surfing up, one that he had never felt in a long time…
She gave a small groan as she woke up. Her eyes slowly opened to the world, only to meet emerald eyes. She closed her eyes, feeling that nothing was wrong, until she realized that her lips were pressured. She opened her eyes again. This time blinking a few times, hoping that all was a nightmare.
It wasn't.
He was kissing her. That was alright, nothing unusual. But then that thought finally registered into her mind after a few minutes. HE WAS KISSING HER???!!!
She lifted her arms painfully and slapped his head aside. His head twisted to the other side, in the process giving her a satisfaction yet dissatisfaction sound of a crack. And an annoying headache that intensified.
She slowly sat up in an attempt to yell at him better. Unfortunately by the time she sat up (which let say was about an hour later), her headache killed her and he had fainted.
He had fainted?!
She never knew she had so much strength… Wow! She sure was strong! ^^;;;
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An hour later…
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She sighed again and again. She was bored. No other way to explain it. And all because of 'him', she gave a small kick to his side. He didn't move. He might as well of been dead. By the way things were going, if he wasn't dead then he was about to be dead.
She shook him. "Wake up!" he didn't move. She shook him even harder. "Wake up!!!" he wouldn't even budge.
"Hey! Are you dead or not?" she shouted at him. If he were still awake, he would have been amazed by her wonderful vocabulary of words that were used against him. However he wasn't so it was sadly a bad thing.
"*sighs* Stupid of me… still staying around… better things to do… stupid boy… stupid person… stupid me… stupid world…"
"Are you done with your constant mumbling yet?" she heard an annoyed, drowsy voice talking to her.
"Huh?" she stared at him as he slowly got up.
"Your mumbling is giving me a headache." He explained as he rubbed his head.
"Good! I hope your headache kills you!" she retorted.
"That's not a nice thing to say," he wagged his finger at her and smirked. "What would your mother think?"
Her eyes clouded in pain as her mother was reminded. She didn't know what her mother would think. And she would never know, she never had one… None that she could remember… Tears welled up in her eyes, but she tried her hardest. Tried to hold it in. She succeeded, with at least a few tears.
Guilt flashed by in his heart as those pearl tears slowly trickle down her face. He watched tentatively as tears fell down, and with a heartrending heart, he too cried, only in his soul as he didn't know how to help.
"Are you okay?" he asked uncertainly. This sure wasn't him, being the sensitive guy, but then he didn't know what he was, who he was, in those few moments he had met her. He took out a handkerchief. Even though it was wet, he handed it to her.
She grabbed the handkerchief from him and turned around. It was quite embarrassing to cry in front of someone you had just met. Especially a boy that didn't understand all that a girl had to go threw. They never understood…
That statement produced more tears, more pain and more sorrow. Boys, who needed them? They only cause heartbreak and an undying pain… for eternity.
He winced slightly as he heard more tears. He didn't know what to do in these situations. What could he have done to help her? What could he do to stop pain? He didn't know and those thoughts, questions plague him.
He reached a hand toward her shoulder. She flinched slightly. He pulled back, but then he reached out again, hesitantly. She didn't move. This time he gathered all his courage and wrapped his arms around her. His arms locking hers, his chin on her shoulder and her tears on his arms.
"All will be okay…" he whispered out. It was all he could do, all he could say…
Her only answer was tears.
Minutes pass by. They stood still in that position.
"Are you okay now?" he asked her, his breath tickling her ears.
All she could do was nod. Her voice was numb.
He held her tightly, her body spreading his with warmth. He couldn't let go now. Not after what he had experienced. He had encountered a wonderful thing that he couldn't have enough of. She was something he desired. Even though they had only met, not even a day yet. He wanted her. He knew this girl was different from any other that he had met, and so he was going to cherish all their moments together, especially now. Who knew if fate would let them meet? However he wouldn't let this one slip. She was too much… she was someone he needed and wanted…
It was quite ironic to think that she had lost all her tears already. Tears would never dry up in her life.
She tried to pull his hands away from hers. However his hold was firm.
"Hey!" she whispered out. No response. She shook him. "Hey, let go of me!" Again no response. Really what did this scene remind you of?
She took a deep breath, and prepared to scream for all she could.
"LET GO OF ME RIGHT NOW!!! REALLY HOW HARD IS IT TO JUST ANSWER ME?! WHY DO I EVEN BOTHER?!"
Startled he dropped his hold on her staggered back a few steps. Somehow, for some reason unknown he slipped and fell. He landed in a really bad position. You know those kinds of positions that you really do not want anyone to see you in.
She stared at him for a few seconds, before bursting out.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" she laughed for a full 2 minutes before stopping to catch her breath. Then she started her second round of laughter.
By her second round, he had already gone out of shock and was staring at her annoyingly. Really was it that funny? The answer was of course shown to him when he stared down at himself… 'Oh my god!' he quickly scrambled up and chant, 'That did not happen, that did not happen… oh my god, that did not happen.' That continued on for as long as she was laughing, which let me tell you were quite long.
Finally she found it in her to stop laughing, but he did not find it easy to stop chanting.
She stared at him weirdly as he kept on looking forward, not even blinking.
"Are you okay?" she questioned him as she waved her hands in front of his face.
'That did not happen, that did not happen…'
No answer. Again she asked him and again there was no response. Why was this always happening to her?!
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Another hour later…
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She sighed once more as the events that had happened earlier, took place again. 'He is so mean!' she thought. But then if he was mean, why was she staying here, waiting for him to get out of whatever he was doing? She didn't know. Perhaps she was finally realizing that she wasn't the only one in the world that had pain. Of course his actions didn't show that his pain was there, but she could feel it. She saw it in his eyes. There was no escape from pain. They will always be reflected in your eyes, it's just how many or how less that controls it.
She shook her head to clear all thoughts away. She had been thinking too much these days. She used to think that thinking too much would rot your brains. It was better to let the future roll by itself. But she didn't know what she thought, what she believed in.
"You know thinking too much would rot your brain."
She laughed at that statement. How true, how true…
"Glad to see you laughing." He commented.
"Glad to see you awake." She retorted, bringing back the event that had just happened minutes ago.
"That was not funny," he stated.
"Of course, of course," she smiled. Even though her acting skills were quite good, he knew that she was trying her hardest to not laugh.
"Laugh all you want, that event did not happen," he turned his head to the side and pouted.
She stared at him. Consciously realizing that it was rude to stare. But the picture that he had just create, was so alluring. He looked cute, pouting.
She shook her head to banish all thoughts. She had just met him for God sake. She couldn't have feelings for him, not after…
She cleared her throat, catching his attention.
"I need to go now. It's been nice meeting you," she said.
"That fast?" he pouted childishly again.
"Yep! It's getting late now."
"Okay, then. But at least give me your number. It'll be a fare away gift."
"But, I don't even know you!" she exclaimed.
"All the better to give it. It's a way to know each other more." He explained.
Her heart beat fast, for some reason she didn't know. Would she give him her number? Yes, her mind told her, but not yet her heart answered. Would the heart, or the mind win over this time? She didn't know.
"Is that a yes or a no?" he asked. She snapped out of her thoughts to find herself nodding yet shaking her head, one way after another.
"Hehe," she sweatdropped, this was not the way to answer a question. "I have to go now, but I'm sure that since fate made us meet, fate will bring us together again. Maybe, then my number will be yours."
"So you'll let fate decide our meeting?" She nodded, she knew that they would meet again, just in different situations. "Well then, I guess I'll go with that," he answered.
She nodded again, her voice seemed to detach from her. She gave him a smile and turned around.
"Ja ne."
"Same to you too tenshi," he called out as she disappeared from sight. However she caught his words and gave him a bright smile.
He stared after her with what looked like longing in his eyes. But that couldn't be possible would it? The playboy couldn't of fallen for the tenshi. He gave a sigh and walked away, his heart already anticipating when fate would let them meet again.
End of Chapter 4 – A Save Could Go A Long Way
Wow, the title is so long… same with the chapter. You finally got what you wanted! A longer chapter. Now since I killed myself writing a long chapter, you should kill yourself writing a review! ^^;;; Just kidding. I don't want you to die, not yet anyway. You still have to read what would happen!
So what did you think? Was this better? She finally met one of the Weiss boys, who's she going to meet next?
This story finally has a plotline. Those few chapters I had, they were just endless parts that helped me get a feel for this chapter. I didn't know what I was trying to write, but now I know.
This story will not only have romance and angst. Instead it will contain many other genres and ones that I made up, so prepare to ride the dangerous journey called A Dream's Desire.