Disclaimer: In my dreams, yes, In reality, no... you choose your realm
Moi Memo: When I heard the song "Breathless" by Better then Ezzra. I just had to make this fiction, although I was making two others... EyesKanone is just too cute to resist...
It's the first time that little Eyes and Kanone will meet... (A little unclear, but yeah, it's more of a scrambled hell)
Here's the deal, imagine two people narrating, the normal narrator speaks in normal fonts...
The Abnormal, or other narrator, speaks in Italics...
Bold once again for stress
Halves of a Full Vow
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This was one of those wonderful idealistic love stories that you would hear over and over and yet seem to never get tired of it at all…
Here they were now, fresh from their wounds..back from the edge of time... stripped to their very bones
A piano recital, and anunsuspecting brown haired child. They had not yet known each other… but it seemed that it was fated…
The small chestnut haired boy yawned just a bit, showing his mother he wasn't the slightest bit appreciative of being brought to such a thing as a piano recital. But he had no choice in this, and afterall his mother had been persistent, and had actually got them,as far as to said recital.
Mostly boredom was in the youth's mind because he was expecting some old geezer to play but to his surprise, a small fragile looking child walked towards the massive piano in the center of the velvet covered stage. It seemed that the black contraption could even devour the expressionless angel. He was now showered with applause as he took his small steps towards the black instrument.
He had begun, his hands sliding across the pale ivory keys, pale as he… The chestnut colored head followed the hands as his mother saw this as amusing and said nothing for she knew the curiousity of his own little child, wanting to remember the keys that the younger one was playing… But they had such strange cadences… and it all seemed too easy for the silken haired one who was playing… it was angelic… the music, and the one who was producing them…
perfect
That was what they were to each other…
They would never judge each other and they'd never do anything but care for each other.
He had met him for the first time right after the show, his mother had indulged him. He saw the blinding shade of blue and yet the dullness in the other youth's eyes or rather the lack of enthusiasm, he wanted to show him that such things like angels on earth deserved happiness that he seemed to not know of…He held out his hand, and showed him the absolute warmth of his very first true hug…
Little Eyes was unsuspecting, as he extended his hand to Kanone, he had pulled him into a warm embrace…the shock and yet comfort it had brought to him
And such the happiness Kanone showed Eyes…So many firsts, and of course both had wished that all of it would last till the end of their lives and never have the end of it until they die
—Because they didn't want to dream of something as unreal as eternity—
Weakness can be shown whenever they're together, precious as they'd look to each other… It's always a wonder how they both would make it through even though they were always pieces to riddles that would end their lives with the slightest lethal mistake
Eyes would always be the grand listener, the one who takes it all for Kanone… even at his most desperate moment, he would stand tall for Kanone, he would be always be strong… and for Eyes,Kanone would fall and cry, he would show weakness just for him…
Even when one of them would feel that the world was crashing all around them, they'd invite each other… lay down their guards... breathless… into each other's arms…
Kanone would always want the best for his Eyes, it's the sweetest thing for him to just see him happy… He only asks for what is best for him… he only asks that he never goes again.. out into a world that they feel would someday hate them…
The most beautiful sound, honestly, Eyes had made … for him was the sound of his Kanone laughing… laughing a true laugh… out of joy and not one laced with sadism and a murderous intent…
The happiness of seeing the joy in each other's eyes… No matter how hard the world tries to break what they have into shards to hurt them, no matter how desperate this battle might look. It would never be such the total darkness to both of the fallen ones…
Even if the world was crashing down all around them, they would come into each other's arms… Breathless…
No matter how broken, he'd look beautiful to him
His silver haired fallen angel, filled with the such strength and coldness of what tears dare not bring
No matter how many he'd killed he would have that true smile of his
His bloodied prince, that could easily bring a massacre unto who dare shatter their bond
… equally as scarred
equally as blessed
and equally as cursed
Both bound to the same fate as all beings on earth... to die
And yet to know that the single meeting with one another could be such the immortal fate that they'd bring upon the world… And such the love that they would share with one another… an unfitting love for those who were not supposed to live. A miracle, both of them are… to love each other not simply because they had shared a common suffering, but because they'd know they would, beyond any doubt protect each other, only to show love and never be able at all to find any flaws in each other…even with strayed paths, one would always try to find the way back...
This was one of those wonderful idealistic love stories that you would hear over and over and yet seem to never get tired of it at all…
I Hope this time Robert ,FYI Robert is what I call and so does Sempai, doesn't toy with my spacing.. Lookie? I can put spaces just fine...!
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