Story Book
Chasing
dreams,
Flirting with hope,
Something that can help you cope...
Kiba sat still, watching the pack he had come to love very closely, relishing their traits of strength... and weakness. Toboe with his youthful innocence and love for everything and one. Tsume with his shadowy past and deeply ingrained mistrust of everyone. Hige and his deep love for food, yet powerful interior. Blue, with the cunning of a human mind and the agility of a wolf.
Even the humans had something to offer. Pops with his wiley humor and gruff truths, Cher with her mind, and, somehow, even the detective... who was the first to believe in the wolves and their mystical trans-mutation.
Kiba smiled thinking how they would shit bricks if they ever found out exactly how many wolves were left. So far they had only found twenty other packs, each with a few members, the largest had a family of fourty-three.
Teasing
adventure,
Daring to pray,
As if in a story book...
Rousing himself from his semi-meditation, he trotted down among the others. Feeling awe and love from Toboe, respect and subserviance from Hige, and equailty and rivalry from Tsume.
Kiba sighed softly, eyes landing on Cheza. The most beautiful creature he had ever met. Her eyes couldn't see, but that didn't diminish the power of their red gaze. Her skin was soft as down, and the color of untainted snow. Her hair a soft pink, as if kissed by the touch of a maidens first blush.
She extended a hand, "Kiba." Her voice was as soft as her gaze. He felt relaxed in her presence.
"Cheza." He smiled, sitting beside her, "We're going to be leaving soon..." He leaned closer, taking in a deep breath of her scent. She smelled of the lunar flowers.
She smiled, looking to him without seeing. He knew that was not true. She saw the power that came from him, she saw his energy swirling around his body. Most importantly, Cheza saw the wolf.
Looking
without touch,
Touching without looks,
Somethings you read
about only in books...
Standing he rallied the others to follow his lead. He smiled as Cheza took his hand and pranced around him, making no sound except for her giggles.
He waved to Tsume, who raised his hackles. Toboe noticed and reprimanded the older, gray wolf. Tsume shrugged and looked at Cheza. Hige and Toboe soon followed the gaze. Each one read a different emotion;
Awe, inspiration, fear, love, peace... but each gaze held contempt. Kiba sighed, his shoulders sagging. They understood nothing. Only that they were leaving the world they had become accustomed to, and it was both his own and Cheza's fault.
Kiba felt Cheza's piercing gaze, and swallowed in amazment as she began to sing.
Except
for this,
Which repeats without an end.
Only when you figure
the riddle,
May you begin for the end.
Figure
it out,
Figure it out,
Puzzle and Ponder,
Look around in
wonder.
Laugh
with them,
Laugh without them,
All the same,
You are merry,
merry men.
Tsume snorted somewhere behind, but Kiba knew. He was transporting them... somewhere. Somewhere where they can laugh, and be merry, either together or alone, there was no difference. Only that they would be happy. That this was the typical fairy tale, and they would make many mistakes before figuring out what must be done, but they would do it till the very end, where their world collapsed in a rain of red lights, and a path of snow white flowers lit the way to eternal peace.
rejuvinated, Kiba joined hands with the flower maiden, taking no heed of the confused glances behind him. In truth, he didn't get it very much either, but that didn't matter, they were going home.
The
merriest of all,
Shall lead without with-drawl.
His eyes will
be glassy,
His hair will be messy,
But
his soul will be pure,
And in that will you find their leader.
AN Not very many people seem to like this story/poetry mix, but it's just a little way for me to have fun, so I really don't care if I get reviews or not, but they do help the initiative, so please r&r, so that I feel loved. Or read 'Blue Moon' and R&R that for me. Two favors, take it or leave it, but please read it.
