Butterflies in Spring
By Fangboy
A girl, no. A young woman was looking out of the window at her garden. Butterflies. Delicate, shortlived yet, surprisingly hardy. It was amazing. She kept thinking about him. Never could she stop thinking about him.
Even this she saw, looking out of the window everyday. People. Walking, running, going about with their everyday lives. She felt somehow detached from it.abnormally so. Seeing HIM return again brought a small smile to her face, but she quickly wiped it off so that HE would not notice.
She didn't know when she fell in love with him; after all they've been engaged for ages. Maybe it was his carefree smile or his ability to erase all her worries just by his gaze. Many people probably thought that she was a cold frigid bitch, but somehow, in his own way, he knew that it was just a mask.
Like when they first met and she was introduced as his fiancée, he went out of the house and started chasing butterflies. It was still a bit chilly due to the fact that winter was only just over and spring had just begun. He was carefree then and was the same now.
He always seemed so dense at times, yet so knowledgeable at others. To their, actually his friends, she seemed to not care, and to torture him with excessive training. She always knew that he was capable of great things, after all he was an Asakura, but never this. She never knew that he could love one such as her.
Watching him come back from school, and walking through the front gate of their house. He sees her there watching him with seemingly indifferent eyes, but he knew better. Even with her cold exterior, she was actually very vulnerable inside. She was his.
"Okairi! Anna!"
"Un."
It was always amazing that something so routine, so mundane always made him feel better. She was his and he was hers. It was always like that. Even when they first met.
He turned around to her and said, "Anna, I love you."
She let out a small smile at him, "I know.I do too."
Just like butterflies in spring.
Fangboy: OKAY! That was weird. Don't know where that came from. -_- Ah well, first Shaman King fic. Hope you liked it. Please press the blue button down there to express your appreaciation for it! HEY! Kurei! Here's the anime fic that you kept bugging me about.
A girl, no. A young woman was looking out of the window at her garden. Butterflies. Delicate, shortlived yet, surprisingly hardy. It was amazing. She kept thinking about him. Never could she stop thinking about him.
Even this she saw, looking out of the window everyday. People. Walking, running, going about with their everyday lives. She felt somehow detached from it.abnormally so. Seeing HIM return again brought a small smile to her face, but she quickly wiped it off so that HE would not notice.
She didn't know when she fell in love with him; after all they've been engaged for ages. Maybe it was his carefree smile or his ability to erase all her worries just by his gaze. Many people probably thought that she was a cold frigid bitch, but somehow, in his own way, he knew that it was just a mask.
Like when they first met and she was introduced as his fiancée, he went out of the house and started chasing butterflies. It was still a bit chilly due to the fact that winter was only just over and spring had just begun. He was carefree then and was the same now.
He always seemed so dense at times, yet so knowledgeable at others. To their, actually his friends, she seemed to not care, and to torture him with excessive training. She always knew that he was capable of great things, after all he was an Asakura, but never this. She never knew that he could love one such as her.
Watching him come back from school, and walking through the front gate of their house. He sees her there watching him with seemingly indifferent eyes, but he knew better. Even with her cold exterior, she was actually very vulnerable inside. She was his.
"Okairi! Anna!"
"Un."
It was always amazing that something so routine, so mundane always made him feel better. She was his and he was hers. It was always like that. Even when they first met.
He turned around to her and said, "Anna, I love you."
She let out a small smile at him, "I know.I do too."
Just like butterflies in spring.
Fangboy: OKAY! That was weird. Don't know where that came from. -_- Ah well, first Shaman King fic. Hope you liked it. Please press the blue button down there to express your appreaciation for it! HEY! Kurei! Here's the anime fic that you kept bugging me about.
