A/N: I don't know why I keep doing this. It somehow an exercise in fulitiy.......I can't spell as you have noticed.Anyway just read and throw tomatoes.
Disclaimer:Nothing is mine or else I'll be the greatest writer in the world and be so rich too.
Changes: Three Turns
Friendship. Love. Hate.
Friendship and companionship, was that all that really mattered?
The day was dreary, with the rain hitting the window with a steady pit-pat.
The weather as horrible as the day she left. If Duo really cared about her even as a friend, he would
have at least called.
In a year so much changes.
She had just wanted a normal life, instead all that was left of her orignal promise were shifting grains
of sand that were eventually blew away.
What a fool she been.
When she had first met him, he talked in a cheery tone , even in his seemingly hopeless situation. At
first she thought he might have gone insane. As she took a closer look, Hilde saw u nder the chocolate
bangs, his violet eyes showed pain and undying determination concealed under cheerfulness. It was
then she decided to help him; his belief in his cause still had remained pure despite the pain he must
endure.
Not the blood thirsty fiend after all.
Several months later it was a surprise to see he turned up on her doorstep, asking if he could crash
her place for a while. She agreed.
Mistake.
She had thought as the days flew by, she right more than ever this man was for her. When Duo left,
she was so sure he cared for her too.
That's why she infiltrated the Libra.
For him.
But, Hilde laughed bitterly , it was all a waste of effort.
All his kindness as well as concern over her were all lies and misunderstandings. A rain cloud seemed
to lurk over her head after since he came back from the last war.
Did men really only lavished attention on a woman when they wanted something?
The Sweepers was a group that he organized, and he hired only ex-soldiers who longer had a cause to
fight for.
He kept on working and soon her job was only to cook and clean.
His eyes held promises never met showing there was no room in his heart for her.
Duo gave excuses and promises, but never his heart.
Can a gundam pilot love after the ordeals gone through?
There she went again.
Making excuses for him.
When it was clear he led her on, and when she was all used up, he discarded her.
Well, damn him to hell to where he belonged.
Let his beloved Shinigami take him there.
She would longer care for him.
No longer love him.
No longer remember him.
Yes, she thought, that's exactly what I'll do.
The chorus of chiming bells accompanied her decision.
A/N: Well the reason why you see me rewriting this fic over and over is to make it better. I don't know if posting new improve versions
would show up in the new section so i kept reposting it. I'm really not that greedy for reviews(why am I explaining myself) erk...okay just want feedback
on how bad my writing is, I need reviews so I hide in my corner again. Oh it can also mean that you lift me up from depression. Okay not enough inspiration
to write a review, what what am I say? Nothing.....:sigh:
Disclaimer:Nothing is mine or else I'll be the greatest writer in the world and be so rich too.
Changes: Three Turns
Friendship. Love. Hate.
Friendship and companionship, was that all that really mattered?
The day was dreary, with the rain hitting the window with a steady pit-pat.
The weather as horrible as the day she left. If Duo really cared about her even as a friend, he would
have at least called.
In a year so much changes.
She had just wanted a normal life, instead all that was left of her orignal promise were shifting grains
of sand that were eventually blew away.
What a fool she been.
When she had first met him, he talked in a cheery tone , even in his seemingly hopeless situation. At
first she thought he might have gone insane. As she took a closer look, Hilde saw u nder the chocolate
bangs, his violet eyes showed pain and undying determination concealed under cheerfulness. It was
then she decided to help him; his belief in his cause still had remained pure despite the pain he must
endure.
Not the blood thirsty fiend after all.
Several months later it was a surprise to see he turned up on her doorstep, asking if he could crash
her place for a while. She agreed.
Mistake.
She had thought as the days flew by, she right more than ever this man was for her. When Duo left,
she was so sure he cared for her too.
That's why she infiltrated the Libra.
For him.
But, Hilde laughed bitterly , it was all a waste of effort.
All his kindness as well as concern over her were all lies and misunderstandings. A rain cloud seemed
to lurk over her head after since he came back from the last war.
Did men really only lavished attention on a woman when they wanted something?
The Sweepers was a group that he organized, and he hired only ex-soldiers who longer had a cause to
fight for.
He kept on working and soon her job was only to cook and clean.
His eyes held promises never met showing there was no room in his heart for her.
Duo gave excuses and promises, but never his heart.
Can a gundam pilot love after the ordeals gone through?
There she went again.
Making excuses for him.
When it was clear he led her on, and when she was all used up, he discarded her.
Well, damn him to hell to where he belonged.
Let his beloved Shinigami take him there.
She would longer care for him.
No longer love him.
No longer remember him.
Yes, she thought, that's exactly what I'll do.
The chorus of chiming bells accompanied her decision.
A/N: Well the reason why you see me rewriting this fic over and over is to make it better. I don't know if posting new improve versions
would show up in the new section so i kept reposting it. I'm really not that greedy for reviews(why am I explaining myself) erk...okay just want feedback
on how bad my writing is, I need reviews so I hide in my corner again. Oh it can also mean that you lift me up from depression. Okay not enough inspiration
to write a review, what what am I say? Nothing.....:sigh: