Disclaimer: If I do own X, I wouldn't have to be writing a fanfic, now would I?

Author's Note: So yup! Finally a new story from me! Even though this story isn't one of my best and it can get just a bit repetitive, I still hope you'll enjoy it!

Annoyance.

That's the first thought that runs across my mind.

I'm annoyed at the fact that you are always joking.

I'm annoyed at your flirtatious actions and constant teasing.

I'm annoyed at your oblivion to the misery in this world.

But then…I realize.

You joke to make others happy.

You tease because you truly love me and seek my affections.

You show no sadness because you have an optimistic outlook on life.

And most important of all…

You willingly accept fate.

It pains me so to see you welcome it.

You said that your destiny was to die for the woman you love. The minute you laid eyes on me you told me I was your chosen one. When I first met you, I thought you were just another shallow and flirtatious fool. But then, I noticed that you would never even look at another girl the same way you look at me. I tried to ignore the attention you paid me, because I'm afraid to get too close to you. Whenever I do, I feel a strange sensation. My heart beats wildly, my face feels like it's on fire, and then my eyes slowly drift and meet yours. At that moment…I lose track of everything except the fact that I'm there with you.

Sometimes when we're alone, I catch a glimpse of another you. When you touched my hand, I felt your warmth. When you kissed my hair, I felt your gentleness. When you looked at me, I could see in your eyes, a look of determination, strength, bravery, loving, caring, understanding, and knowing all mixed and emerged in one brief second. That was when I first knew, that you were really in love with me…

But I cannot fall in love with you.

I cannot possibly return those feelings because I am callous, and as cold as ice.

Destiny has trained me to be so.

Destiny has never treated me with kindness.

Destiny determined that I was to be who I am.

But I feel…so lost.

When one's destiny is predicted and revealed to its possessor, shouldn't one feel complete and ready?

Why do I feel like I'm falling into a dark void?

It's a feeling I've never encountered before…and it's constantly haunting me.

Fear.

That's is what I feel.

Fear for your life.

Fear that love would cease to exist.

Fear that I would lose you…

But no! I cannot fall in love with you!

Are my efforts in vain?

I tried so hard to tell myself that I am not able to love, but am I developing feelings for you nevertheless?

I need courage to be able to love you.

But I fear love.

I'm afraid that I have nothing to give to you, and nothing to offer you. And yet, you are offering me your entire life…

I can't let you near me or love me, because seeing you get hurt on my behalf breaks my heart and makes me scared.

…I don't want you to die.

And anger.

That's another feeling that surfaces.

I am angry at your foolish fantasies.

I am angry at your childish innocence.

I am angry at your purity amongst this corrupt world and its cruel fates.

I see you walking next to me now, with that nonchalant smile on your lips, and those naive sparkling eyes.

Do you not understand what your destiny determines for us both?

No, you understand.

You understand perfectly well…

Between the two of us, I'm the only one who can't accept the future.

Because I am not like you.

I cannot believe in a romantic wisp of an idea, nor can I trust that there is any hope in this world.

You took faith in all I wish I could have.

You are all that I am not, and yet all that I wish I could be.

So…I will defy fate—alter destiny and protect you instead.

But…why am I doing this?

I guess, it is because…

I have,

Without realizing it,

Already fallen in love with you.

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