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Chivalry For The Princess
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~[Placeboes For a Kiss]~
Through that shaded, fogged mirror you keep looking back,
What's that you see?
I know it isn't me,
You covet for someone who bears not this furtive soul,
Chance given I get my romance kiss,
It's so unfathomable, so desired, so violent, so intact, so deceiving,
I need aspirin for my worn down lips,
Let it take the pain, unleash its morbid death tactics,
I can take placeboes,
Just so I don't have to know,
At least I got your kiss,
So let it die, let it go.
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Chapter 3, Faking the Seconds
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They hadn't noticed, the both of them were utterly oblivious, who would've took the time to see? When you kiss, you're on automatic distraction mode, its inevitable to elude it unless the kiss is not yearned for. They had long parted lips and were drowning in the aftermath of a long, awkward silence, oh the woes of insecurity. At least those locked down emotions escaped, with a bang as well.
"-I'm…" both said in unison, the two obviously detesting that strange quietness.
"You go first!" declared Kurai as she hung her head downwards, silver hair disguising the windows to her soul a.k.a. her eyes.
Setsuna began to delve into his soul, searching like a miner looking for gold, but instead he was looking for the correct words, after fifty seconds, or possibly an hour he talked, "Kurai, we shouldn't do this, I didn't mean to…"
She smiled under it all, just as she expected, hopes elevated only to be sunk back down again, she was still no match, Sara was unbeatable, "Yeah, I know, you have to get your fairy tale lifestyle, remember?" her answer faked with a sad tint of emphasis, of course the dummy wouldn't notice, he never does.
Sara had got on to him about this. She told him when he was a mere boy of sixteen that he was a threat to all women. This is exactly how Sara announced it: "You always say whatever you're feeling at that instant. Then you'll say something tactless and make a girl cry. That's why girls are nervous around you."
Setsuna's brown-hazel eyes shifted to his right, "We should go pick up Sara now," he ended the subject of that sign of affection.
Kurai was endeavoring so immensely, juggling the thoughts, the pasts, and walking so she wouldn't smash into a human was so tedious, she wanted to just be expunged, banished from the world.
~Laments of the Princess
I've been jilted like before. This happened before. I remember it like the back of my hand. My words that I didn't want to say. I was Cinderella just for one night. Madhatter made it so I was a full-grown woman. Setsuna's soul was in Alexiel's body and he was sleeping soundly in one of rooms of the palace. I made plans of seduction. When Setsuna started talking in an unconscious state, he spoke of Sara. It was at that instant I realized, even when made into a different form, and even if I clad myself with the most beautiful looks, I can't take away his love for Sara. I allowed it to burn for a while. The journey past. My love never faltered, never subsided. I couldn't tell Setsuna back then. I didn't have the strength but it seemed to me that Kira hadn't either. I love you Setsuna. I'll love you when I am forced to marry another man and rule with him in the Kingdom of Anagura. I'll love you when I make love to that man and create children who can be princes and princesses. I'll love you when I'm old and wise, and I pass down my crown. I'll-
Oh woes of a princess let it cease! Kurai rammed into someone, and in that second her tears spilt like before, that before from that time long, long ago, "I hate you!" the princess seethed.
Setsuna's eyes dilated in instant shock, "-Kurai wait!" he pleaded, as he bolted after her.
Kurai had evaded Setsuna and she had managed to install herself into a secreted nook, and walked in a weary sense down the barren alleyway. The princess fell to the ground and sat herself along the edge of a wall, hugging her knees close, the tears were perpetual. Allow the princess to weep for the angels have a dilemma to reconcile.
The sinful boy paused, examining his surroundings, Kurai wasn't anywhere to be found, he breathed in a deep, a well-deserved breath, "Shit," he chided as he sat on a lonely bench, looking to the ground in deep contemplation.
The same blood, the girl of incest, "I can't believe you!" she cried her tears threatening a deadly spill of hurt tears.
Setsuna, overwhelmed, rose his head to meet entangled stares, "-Sara, did you-" she bitterly sliced his sentence.
"--Yes, I saw it! Setsuna, why would you kiss her?" sobbed the damsel.
"Sara, that kiss, it didn't mean anything--you're everything to me, Kurai was just I-" he brought his lover into his arms, "I'm sorry, Sara, I'm so sorry, please forgive me…" only the deepest of sympathy from the messiah.
Sara sniffed and gripped Setsuna's shirt, her hand clutching her suitcase as she made a quick try to vehemently hit Setsuna, but he having swift senses, grasped her wrist, "-I hate you, I thought you--"
The angel-girl collapsed into another series of tears as she plunged deeper into her brother/lover's arms. Setsuna had led Sara down the street, whispering sweet-nothings into her ear, a slow process of ending the tears but nonetheless it was, in fact working. All Setsuna could keep his mind on was how he was going to get out of this hot mess without hurting anyone, surely his love with Sara, but Kurai. The princess's love was so drowning, even if its so undeveloped she had a wonderful way of loving-but no, Sara was his universe. Reaching Setsuna's home, warily walking upon the shabby stairs and into number thirteen. Sara had already ended her crying, she was now just in a mode of hiccups, and chokes. Setsuna took her things and placed them into his room, he was, to be deathly honest, frightened to speak. He didn't want to provoke more tears from his lovely Sara.
The angel placed her pastel-brown eyes on Setsuna's nervous form, she breathed in deeply, but exhaled a hiccup. Setsuna leaned against the door-way, his facial expression hidden under his tousled bangs, he was deciding what must be done first. Kurai was still in the massive, people-congested Tokyo and Sara needed his company. Decisions, decisions. Sara stood up and tenderly stepped into Setsuna's arms, managing to mouth a 'sorry'. He smiled and placed a kiss atop her head.
"Sara, I should be the one apologizing, I've been so reckless with my emotions lately, I just get carried away, forgive me?" he wished it had never had happened.
Sara nodded and she stood onto her tip-toes to envelope Setsuna into her own kiss, her petite hands made their way around Setsuna's neck and he pulled her closer by her waist, there was no one man that could love Sara more than he did. The kiss was compassionate, forgiving, redemption, ironic, liberating, not one of those lustful ones, not something stolen, something not given, it was something that was meant to happen, not like that other kiss, Setsuna was entranced into believing this.
Moments past, Setsuna had comforted Sara as much as he could, and now he had to find Kurai, so as much as he regretted departing from her kiss he declined, "Sara, I have to find Kurai."
Sara, knowing it wasn't right to be selfish nodded, "I understand, but you won't…" Setsuna put a finger to her lips.
"No, Sara, try to have more faith in me," he affirmed with a lop-sided, Setsuna smile,
It was so reassuring. Setsuna had Sara's approval. Sara gave him a kiss fare-well, and Setsuna was off to find her. Things were weaved to perfection with him and Sara, he had only hoped that Kurai would accept this.
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A/N: I was so happy when I gotta couple more reviews for this fic, I was thinking no one liked it! ^_^ Thanks reviewers! I'm not a big Sara fan, I'm sure some people aren't either but I didn't bash her even though I was so tempted to ¬_¬;; I'm trying to be as realistic as possible. I'd like opinions on what pairing you guys like most, Setsuna+Sara or Setsuna+Kurai? Reviews are most appreciated ^o^!! I'll try to start on the fourth chapter. Sorry if its so unedited T_T I can't edit.
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Disclaimer: Early chapters…look there.
Chivalry For The Princess
__________________________
~[Placeboes For a Kiss]~
Through that shaded, fogged mirror you keep looking back,
What's that you see?
I know it isn't me,
You covet for someone who bears not this furtive soul,
Chance given I get my romance kiss,
It's so unfathomable, so desired, so violent, so intact, so deceiving,
I need aspirin for my worn down lips,
Let it take the pain, unleash its morbid death tactics,
I can take placeboes,
Just so I don't have to know,
At least I got your kiss,
So let it die, let it go.
~.+.~
Chapter 3, Faking the Seconds
__________________________
They hadn't noticed, the both of them were utterly oblivious, who would've took the time to see? When you kiss, you're on automatic distraction mode, its inevitable to elude it unless the kiss is not yearned for. They had long parted lips and were drowning in the aftermath of a long, awkward silence, oh the woes of insecurity. At least those locked down emotions escaped, with a bang as well.
"-I'm…" both said in unison, the two obviously detesting that strange quietness.
"You go first!" declared Kurai as she hung her head downwards, silver hair disguising the windows to her soul a.k.a. her eyes.
Setsuna began to delve into his soul, searching like a miner looking for gold, but instead he was looking for the correct words, after fifty seconds, or possibly an hour he talked, "Kurai, we shouldn't do this, I didn't mean to…"
She smiled under it all, just as she expected, hopes elevated only to be sunk back down again, she was still no match, Sara was unbeatable, "Yeah, I know, you have to get your fairy tale lifestyle, remember?" her answer faked with a sad tint of emphasis, of course the dummy wouldn't notice, he never does.
Sara had got on to him about this. She told him when he was a mere boy of sixteen that he was a threat to all women. This is exactly how Sara announced it: "You always say whatever you're feeling at that instant. Then you'll say something tactless and make a girl cry. That's why girls are nervous around you."
Setsuna's brown-hazel eyes shifted to his right, "We should go pick up Sara now," he ended the subject of that sign of affection.
Kurai was endeavoring so immensely, juggling the thoughts, the pasts, and walking so she wouldn't smash into a human was so tedious, she wanted to just be expunged, banished from the world.
~Laments of the Princess
I've been jilted like before. This happened before. I remember it like the back of my hand. My words that I didn't want to say. I was Cinderella just for one night. Madhatter made it so I was a full-grown woman. Setsuna's soul was in Alexiel's body and he was sleeping soundly in one of rooms of the palace. I made plans of seduction. When Setsuna started talking in an unconscious state, he spoke of Sara. It was at that instant I realized, even when made into a different form, and even if I clad myself with the most beautiful looks, I can't take away his love for Sara. I allowed it to burn for a while. The journey past. My love never faltered, never subsided. I couldn't tell Setsuna back then. I didn't have the strength but it seemed to me that Kira hadn't either. I love you Setsuna. I'll love you when I am forced to marry another man and rule with him in the Kingdom of Anagura. I'll love you when I make love to that man and create children who can be princes and princesses. I'll love you when I'm old and wise, and I pass down my crown. I'll-
Oh woes of a princess let it cease! Kurai rammed into someone, and in that second her tears spilt like before, that before from that time long, long ago, "I hate you!" the princess seethed.
Setsuna's eyes dilated in instant shock, "-Kurai wait!" he pleaded, as he bolted after her.
Kurai had evaded Setsuna and she had managed to install herself into a secreted nook, and walked in a weary sense down the barren alleyway. The princess fell to the ground and sat herself along the edge of a wall, hugging her knees close, the tears were perpetual. Allow the princess to weep for the angels have a dilemma to reconcile.
The sinful boy paused, examining his surroundings, Kurai wasn't anywhere to be found, he breathed in a deep, a well-deserved breath, "Shit," he chided as he sat on a lonely bench, looking to the ground in deep contemplation.
The same blood, the girl of incest, "I can't believe you!" she cried her tears threatening a deadly spill of hurt tears.
Setsuna, overwhelmed, rose his head to meet entangled stares, "-Sara, did you-" she bitterly sliced his sentence.
"--Yes, I saw it! Setsuna, why would you kiss her?" sobbed the damsel.
"Sara, that kiss, it didn't mean anything--you're everything to me, Kurai was just I-" he brought his lover into his arms, "I'm sorry, Sara, I'm so sorry, please forgive me…" only the deepest of sympathy from the messiah.
Sara sniffed and gripped Setsuna's shirt, her hand clutching her suitcase as she made a quick try to vehemently hit Setsuna, but he having swift senses, grasped her wrist, "-I hate you, I thought you--"
The angel-girl collapsed into another series of tears as she plunged deeper into her brother/lover's arms. Setsuna had led Sara down the street, whispering sweet-nothings into her ear, a slow process of ending the tears but nonetheless it was, in fact working. All Setsuna could keep his mind on was how he was going to get out of this hot mess without hurting anyone, surely his love with Sara, but Kurai. The princess's love was so drowning, even if its so undeveloped she had a wonderful way of loving-but no, Sara was his universe. Reaching Setsuna's home, warily walking upon the shabby stairs and into number thirteen. Sara had already ended her crying, she was now just in a mode of hiccups, and chokes. Setsuna took her things and placed them into his room, he was, to be deathly honest, frightened to speak. He didn't want to provoke more tears from his lovely Sara.
The angel placed her pastel-brown eyes on Setsuna's nervous form, she breathed in deeply, but exhaled a hiccup. Setsuna leaned against the door-way, his facial expression hidden under his tousled bangs, he was deciding what must be done first. Kurai was still in the massive, people-congested Tokyo and Sara needed his company. Decisions, decisions. Sara stood up and tenderly stepped into Setsuna's arms, managing to mouth a 'sorry'. He smiled and placed a kiss atop her head.
"Sara, I should be the one apologizing, I've been so reckless with my emotions lately, I just get carried away, forgive me?" he wished it had never had happened.
Sara nodded and she stood onto her tip-toes to envelope Setsuna into her own kiss, her petite hands made their way around Setsuna's neck and he pulled her closer by her waist, there was no one man that could love Sara more than he did. The kiss was compassionate, forgiving, redemption, ironic, liberating, not one of those lustful ones, not something stolen, something not given, it was something that was meant to happen, not like that other kiss, Setsuna was entranced into believing this.
Moments past, Setsuna had comforted Sara as much as he could, and now he had to find Kurai, so as much as he regretted departing from her kiss he declined, "Sara, I have to find Kurai."
Sara, knowing it wasn't right to be selfish nodded, "I understand, but you won't…" Setsuna put a finger to her lips.
"No, Sara, try to have more faith in me," he affirmed with a lop-sided, Setsuna smile,
It was so reassuring. Setsuna had Sara's approval. Sara gave him a kiss fare-well, and Setsuna was off to find her. Things were weaved to perfection with him and Sara, he had only hoped that Kurai would accept this.
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A/N: I was so happy when I gotta couple more reviews for this fic, I was thinking no one liked it! ^_^ Thanks reviewers! I'm not a big Sara fan, I'm sure some people aren't either but I didn't bash her even though I was so tempted to ¬_¬;; I'm trying to be as realistic as possible. I'd like opinions on what pairing you guys like most, Setsuna+Sara or Setsuna+Kurai? Reviews are most appreciated ^o^!! I'll try to start on the fourth chapter. Sorry if its so unedited T_T I can't edit.
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Disclaimer: Early chapters…look there.