It was getting harder and harder to control myself as I became more accustomed to having Yue around, and vice versa. He was no longer the scared, timid creature he was when I created him, although he didn't seem completely comfortable around Rubi or Spinel.
The cards were helping to keep my mind off of Yue for a little bit of time, but we were, after all, like a family, and families are supposed to spend time together. So while Rubi was off in the village (against my wishes), Yue, Keroberos, Spinel and I sat around the dining room for dinner. It was always amusing watching Keroberos eat; sometimes I would swear he had multiple stomachs. Spinel was the same way, except I made sure not to give him anything with large amounts of sugar in it.. I learned that lesson too late. It took two hours to get him down from the ceiling last time.. Yue was different though. At first glance, one would think he was human, but those beautiful wings, those eyes; they were above and beyond human standards.
The night before the six-month anniversary of Yue's creation, I was sitting in the garden reading, when I saw them coming towards me, and before I could protest, they had sat down on either side of me, Keroberos purring loudly. Upon their request, I started to read aloud the story. It was actually a play, written by an English playwright that I hadn't heard of when I picked up the book in a shop in the village.. William Shakespeare. The play was 'Macbeth', and although I had read it many times before, the excitement was still there for me. As I read it to Yue and Keroberos, I noticed Keroberos falling asleep as Macbeth saw Banquo's ghost and I started to close the book when Yue placed his hand upon mine, looking up at me with wide eyes.
"Can you keep reading, master? Please?" I stared, transfixed at him for a moment, finally nodding and continuing the story. When at last, the final act was finished and justice had prevailed over evil, my throat ached from speaking for so long. Yue lay his head on my shoulder, yawning, whispering "Thank you..", falling asleep. It was against my better judgement that I drew him into my arms, because it caused the love I was hiding to grow, and I knew that Yue, this being that I was completely, helplessly in love with, would never.. no.. -could- never love me back, and for a moment, I almost hated him for it. But it was not to be. My life would end shortly once I finished my work with the cards. There was no time for love.
My dreams often told the future, and while I occasionally saw a flash of Yue lying in my arms much like he did that night, I had forseen my own death, and I didn't see Yue at my side in the visions. However, as I slept with Keroberos curled at my side and Yue lying in my lap, I saw myself carrying the angel in my arms, his arms wrapped around me as he whispered a confession of his love to me. I woke up still in the garden, staring out at the darkness, nudging Keroberos awake and picking Yue up, carrying him into the house. I felt one arm curling against my shoulder, his face burying itself in my neck. "I love you, Clow-sama.." He whispered, still fast asleep. It was enough that I almost dropped him, but I made it to his bed and lay him in it, sitting in the chair next to his bed, where I would remain for the entire night, until I ended up crying myself to sleep.
A/N: Clow just seems like the kind of guy who would enjoy Shakespeare, and I was re-reading Macbeth for the third time, so I added it in ^_^; Hope you liked the chapter.
The cards were helping to keep my mind off of Yue for a little bit of time, but we were, after all, like a family, and families are supposed to spend time together. So while Rubi was off in the village (against my wishes), Yue, Keroberos, Spinel and I sat around the dining room for dinner. It was always amusing watching Keroberos eat; sometimes I would swear he had multiple stomachs. Spinel was the same way, except I made sure not to give him anything with large amounts of sugar in it.. I learned that lesson too late. It took two hours to get him down from the ceiling last time.. Yue was different though. At first glance, one would think he was human, but those beautiful wings, those eyes; they were above and beyond human standards.
The night before the six-month anniversary of Yue's creation, I was sitting in the garden reading, when I saw them coming towards me, and before I could protest, they had sat down on either side of me, Keroberos purring loudly. Upon their request, I started to read aloud the story. It was actually a play, written by an English playwright that I hadn't heard of when I picked up the book in a shop in the village.. William Shakespeare. The play was 'Macbeth', and although I had read it many times before, the excitement was still there for me. As I read it to Yue and Keroberos, I noticed Keroberos falling asleep as Macbeth saw Banquo's ghost and I started to close the book when Yue placed his hand upon mine, looking up at me with wide eyes.
"Can you keep reading, master? Please?" I stared, transfixed at him for a moment, finally nodding and continuing the story. When at last, the final act was finished and justice had prevailed over evil, my throat ached from speaking for so long. Yue lay his head on my shoulder, yawning, whispering "Thank you..", falling asleep. It was against my better judgement that I drew him into my arms, because it caused the love I was hiding to grow, and I knew that Yue, this being that I was completely, helplessly in love with, would never.. no.. -could- never love me back, and for a moment, I almost hated him for it. But it was not to be. My life would end shortly once I finished my work with the cards. There was no time for love.
My dreams often told the future, and while I occasionally saw a flash of Yue lying in my arms much like he did that night, I had forseen my own death, and I didn't see Yue at my side in the visions. However, as I slept with Keroberos curled at my side and Yue lying in my lap, I saw myself carrying the angel in my arms, his arms wrapped around me as he whispered a confession of his love to me. I woke up still in the garden, staring out at the darkness, nudging Keroberos awake and picking Yue up, carrying him into the house. I felt one arm curling against my shoulder, his face burying itself in my neck. "I love you, Clow-sama.." He whispered, still fast asleep. It was enough that I almost dropped him, but I made it to his bed and lay him in it, sitting in the chair next to his bed, where I would remain for the entire night, until I ended up crying myself to sleep.
A/N: Clow just seems like the kind of guy who would enjoy Shakespeare, and I was re-reading Macbeth for the third time, so I added it in ^_^; Hope you liked the chapter.