This is Kurogane's...I am sorry for those who do not like...it was actually the first ne I wrote
Augh! The man pisses me off. He's always calling me stupid, meaningless names, like "Kurogane-chi" and "Kuro-muu." What the hell? It's insanity! He can't do that! It's just plain wrong!
Also, how he always relies on me to take care of the bad guys. "Never fear! Kuro-pii will save the day!" he says. Pssh. Why should I? All I'm here for is to return to my Japan, and my Princess Tomoyo. That's all! Nothing more! If those bastards want to live, why don't they get stronger?
He always smiles, too. He'll never admit that he's hurt, and even when we were fighting the Kiishim on that one world-thingy with Chu'nyan, and that Ryanban guy, he looked fine. We were about to die, for Hadu's sake! That's not normal!
He just trusts too much. He smiles, and laughs, and figures that things will work out. Not me, oh, never me. I can't trust someone else, someone weak. I could never just think to myself, 'Hmm is Fai-kun dying? Oh, gee, I'm sure Syaoran-kun will save him!'
He's just…the complete opposite of me. If I am black, he is white. If I am angry, he is happy. If I do anything, he's there to do the opposite and then we're back where we started!
He's smiling…always smiling. There's no one in any world that could do that. I've thought so before, and I still think, that he's a combat veteran. He's too agile in battle, and too strong all-around, to just be an imbecile magician who's lost his special mark. He's fought, a lot, and I know he's seen the results. He's inside the little façade, thinking and plotting. He's just suspicious.
I've seen how he moves, with caution, as if he expects to be jumped at any time, but also with the assurance that he would beat whatever it was in a bloody, twitching pulp. He's in there, and one day, I'll get him out in the open.
I've never known anyone like him. He acts carefree, but he's a warrior at heart. He's smart, and everyone knows they can rely on him. I could never fit into a crowd so smoothly. If Tomoyo hadn't cursed me, there probably wouldn't be a crowd at all.
Let's just say I'm not a social person.
With Fai-kun, though, I feel like I'm one step closer to being happy. One step closer to never needing to kill again.
I know I can never be happy, though. I am a ninja, trained to protect my charge at all costs. My happiness was paid long ago. I kept fighting, and destroying, and winning. It became a habit. I'm not sure I could lose if I wanted to. Fai-kun…would easily lose, if he needed to do so to win the war.
Fai-kun. Why can I not stop thinking about him? He always makes me feel…like I should care about what is at hand, not what I want to kill next. He calms me down. I might never be able to tell him this, but…I love him.
I love his smile, and his hidden pain. I love the way he always wants to help. I love the way he can have the people around him do anything at all, and they will never know. Most especially…I love the way he trusts me.
He is the only person I need. I don't feel so urgently to return to Tomoyo. Just as Syaoran has his princess, I have him. As long as he's there, I'll never need to kill again.
He is mine.