Soul's Face
Well, I really didn't know what to do with this chapter. It was sort of a filler chapter, and I wanted to continue the format. . . . . but after this chapter I'm screwing the format for a bit ^^ Um, next chapter starts the action in the story. Yay? A few more chapters, maybe a prologue, maybe a sequel if I have any ideas to do it with. I'm open to suggestions! ^^
Strange, kinda different, kinda scary, but I've been in a strange and scary writing mood lately. . . .
Disclaimer: . . . .
Warnings: Excessive use of pronouns and lack of names used ^^ Excessive use of the word again
Japanese:
Shounen chiisai no boku- my little boy
Otou-san- father
Koi- nickname for the one you love, short for koibito
Niisan- older brother. I don't care how many of you disagree, it's what I use
((+)~
So if you're beyond them . . .
~*~*~*~*~
Back again . . .
Home again . . .
All alone again . . .
Far away again . . .
It's almost like being free again . . .
It's a blessing when you forget again . . .
And I'm cursed . . . again . . .
~*~*~*~*~
The inside of the house had a nice, cozy, homey feel. It was lit more from the clear sunlight streaming in the windows than the lights overhead. A very nice pleasant house.
Almost, almost there were faint sounds, as if someone were still there, just beyond reach. Just beyond knowing. . .
A taint of desperation. Everything here was just beyond control. So close, so real, so tangible. . . As if it were real and he was not. . . . As if he were blind to the realities and frozen and bound to a nothing that couldn't exist here. . .
~*~*~*~*~
Surrender again. . .
Let them find you, take you again . . .
Forget. . . . again . . .
~*~*~*~*~
A little girl laughed in her father's arms.
A woman, a mother, sang.
And a little boy. . .
A little boy . . . .
A little . . .
. . . . shounen chiisai no boku . . .
~*~*~*~*~
A young woman waltzed down the stairs, two children in her arms. Her children, a son and a daughter. They laughed as she bounced down the steps with the grace of a dancer, the smooth and flowing jolts a fun experience.
She twirled on the landing at the bottom, her soft fair hair flowing out behind her and her children shrieking with giggles as they clung to her. The slender woman rubbed noses with each of them before setting them to the floor.
"It's almost time," she announced, her voice light and melodious. The little girl bounced up and down, as children will when excited. The boy simply plopped himself down on the floor to wait.
Soon enough, as the woman had said, something did happen. There was the sound of a car in the driveway, and the children jumped up while crying, "Otou-san, otou-san!"
The woman laughed as the door opened, and she joined the two, skipping around and singing, "Otou-san, otou-san, my koi is home!" She winked at the man in the doorway as she passed him.
He grabbed the closest child, the boy, and lifted him into his arms, tickling his son lightly. "What, you're just going to run around chanting and not give me a hug?"
"Iie, iie!" he squealed, struggling to wrap his short arms around his otou- san in an embrace while being attacked by the nimble fingers.
The little girl wrapped her arms around her father's leg, eager to avoid sharing her niisan's fate.
~*~*~*~*~
But somewhere, I still remember everything. . . .
~*~*~*~*~
A flash of light, of darkness.
A grave.
A second grave, two flowers.
A golden ring.
A home, empty once more.
And a boy, all alone.
Alone. . .
A boy. . .
(a woman's scream)
. . . .shounen chiisai no boku . . .
~*~*~*~*~
Things lurk beneath the surface that I don't even understand anymore.
Somewhere. . . .
Are there answers . . .?
I can't even answer to what I want, anymore.
I just want to sleep . . .
~*~*~*~*~
Please don't wake me up again . . .
I want to dream . . . forever. . .
Again . . .
((+)~
I feel bad not updating for forever and then just leaving you hanging again with this silly chapter . . . . but I think I have another one (with actual action) to type up . . . so . . .
For those that already review the note up here, you can always log out and send one anonymously! ^.~ hint hint and all that
-Windswift Shinju ((+)~
Well, I really didn't know what to do with this chapter. It was sort of a filler chapter, and I wanted to continue the format. . . . . but after this chapter I'm screwing the format for a bit ^^ Um, next chapter starts the action in the story. Yay? A few more chapters, maybe a prologue, maybe a sequel if I have any ideas to do it with. I'm open to suggestions! ^^
Strange, kinda different, kinda scary, but I've been in a strange and scary writing mood lately. . . .
Disclaimer: . . . .
Warnings: Excessive use of pronouns and lack of names used ^^ Excessive use of the word again
Japanese:
Shounen chiisai no boku- my little boy
Otou-san- father
Koi- nickname for the one you love, short for koibito
Niisan- older brother. I don't care how many of you disagree, it's what I use
((+)~
So if you're beyond them . . .
~*~*~*~*~
Back again . . .
Home again . . .
All alone again . . .
Far away again . . .
It's almost like being free again . . .
It's a blessing when you forget again . . .
And I'm cursed . . . again . . .
~*~*~*~*~
The inside of the house had a nice, cozy, homey feel. It was lit more from the clear sunlight streaming in the windows than the lights overhead. A very nice pleasant house.
Almost, almost there were faint sounds, as if someone were still there, just beyond reach. Just beyond knowing. . .
A taint of desperation. Everything here was just beyond control. So close, so real, so tangible. . . As if it were real and he was not. . . . As if he were blind to the realities and frozen and bound to a nothing that couldn't exist here. . .
~*~*~*~*~
Surrender again. . .
Let them find you, take you again . . .
Forget. . . . again . . .
~*~*~*~*~
A little girl laughed in her father's arms.
A woman, a mother, sang.
And a little boy. . .
A little boy . . . .
A little . . .
. . . . shounen chiisai no boku . . .
~*~*~*~*~
A young woman waltzed down the stairs, two children in her arms. Her children, a son and a daughter. They laughed as she bounced down the steps with the grace of a dancer, the smooth and flowing jolts a fun experience.
She twirled on the landing at the bottom, her soft fair hair flowing out behind her and her children shrieking with giggles as they clung to her. The slender woman rubbed noses with each of them before setting them to the floor.
"It's almost time," she announced, her voice light and melodious. The little girl bounced up and down, as children will when excited. The boy simply plopped himself down on the floor to wait.
Soon enough, as the woman had said, something did happen. There was the sound of a car in the driveway, and the children jumped up while crying, "Otou-san, otou-san!"
The woman laughed as the door opened, and she joined the two, skipping around and singing, "Otou-san, otou-san, my koi is home!" She winked at the man in the doorway as she passed him.
He grabbed the closest child, the boy, and lifted him into his arms, tickling his son lightly. "What, you're just going to run around chanting and not give me a hug?"
"Iie, iie!" he squealed, struggling to wrap his short arms around his otou- san in an embrace while being attacked by the nimble fingers.
The little girl wrapped her arms around her father's leg, eager to avoid sharing her niisan's fate.
~*~*~*~*~
But somewhere, I still remember everything. . . .
~*~*~*~*~
A flash of light, of darkness.
A grave.
A second grave, two flowers.
A golden ring.
A home, empty once more.
And a boy, all alone.
Alone. . .
A boy. . .
(a woman's scream)
. . . .shounen chiisai no boku . . .
~*~*~*~*~
Things lurk beneath the surface that I don't even understand anymore.
Somewhere. . . .
Are there answers . . .?
I can't even answer to what I want, anymore.
I just want to sleep . . .
~*~*~*~*~
Please don't wake me up again . . .
I want to dream . . . forever. . .
Again . . .
((+)~
I feel bad not updating for forever and then just leaving you hanging again with this silly chapter . . . . but I think I have another one (with actual action) to type up . . . so . . .
For those that already review the note up here, you can always log out and send one anonymously! ^.~ hint hint and all that
-Windswift Shinju ((+)~