LOSS
Aaaahhhhh... I'm not a big Kiara fan, but here we go, a Kiara story. Maybe this will make me respect her more as a character - lately I've had an obsession with hating her.
Not to mention that I own nothing and no one. You learned all about that in "I Didn't Write It!".
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Sometimes, when I look around, everyone's happy - just like me. For they, like I, have every reason to be. Like at our ceremony after the coming-together of the two prides. Then, I saw smiles everywhere; and I felt their glee too.
But other times, I'll look around and it seems like everyone's in pain, in sorrow. And I am not.
I can accept it, and I want to respect it - don't kid me, Kings, you know what I'm talking about. Don't pretend you haven't all noticed it too.
But much as I try... I accept it, but I don't respect it. Is it a bad thing? I don't know what happened... but then, I'm the only one who knows not how to comfort them.
Look at Daddy - he lost his father at so young an age... and what would that be like? Daddy was overly protective of me... but if I lost him, I'd be heartbroken.
And my love. I so strongly adore him, and I want him to feel the same way about me. But how will I ever be sure that he does? For in those happy moments, I feel everything he has to offer.
But what about those days in which he lies on the cold floor, moping...? What am I to do about those?
Kovu has every reason to fly away with his sorrow. His parents and brother were all dead... and so is his only religion. It seems as though I should have mercy on him... but... I can't.
Because sometimes I feel like I'm the only one... the only happy one. The only one who has no bad memories to haunt me. And sometimes I wonder - is this a gift, or a humiliation device?
No, Kiara, maybe you just need to know more. You know nothing of your deepest loves secrets, beyond a bruise on the inside of his flank and a scar slashed upon his eye. But you don't even know... where they came from.
So perhaps, the answer would be, to just... ask him. Ask my love of his troubles. What will he think of me? Better than he does now.
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Bleah... end of this incredibly short little fic. I know, it sucked, but I'm not much of a Kiara fan. So I have a hard time writing about her.
But if, for some scary reason, you did indeed enjoy my piece of rubbish, I have a few other Kiara fics. So feel free to check me out, even if you're a Kiara fan.
Reviews, good or bad, are always welcome...!