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Chapter 2
The vultures and crows circling his fortress sang uncouth, untrue words about him. it was as if they worshipped him but he knew that in truth, they are merely waiting, anticipating when he would fall and show even the slightest weakness. And the moment he does so, they would immediately plunder his sanctuary and riches.
Some ventured in, like the greedy vultures that they were, in hopes of finding a treasure insignificant to its owner. He gave it not, though, especially the ruby that he so fiercely guarded. For it was beautiful like no other, with slightly flawed and scratched facets, but beautiful nonetheless. Yet no one seemed to want it, not with its imperfection. The diamonds and others riches blinded their eyes to the true beauty. Their dismissal and indirect rejection hurt the owner, for the ruby was his essence. So he hid within the shadows, and those who stepped in never saw his true form. He was a silent Cygnus with glossy pristine feathers as white as snow should be. But the longer the time passed, the crimson snow turned into an even darker red and soon he never returned to his true form.
He became fiercer and colder, as did the weather around him. The snow fell harder and became more treacherous as they morphed into hail, hurting whatever and whoever that came near in their mission to 'rescue' him. it was as if the snowfall represented the tears he refused to let shed ever since he fell from heaven's grace. With his strong resolve not to cry, the walls around him grew thicker and more impenetrable.
And slowly the cold beautiful Cygnus grew suspicious of those who tried to befriend him with 'good intentions' and ended up seeking for the worst in everyone. With that cynicism, he deceived himself into not needing anyone at all. Most of all, he sworn never to love again, for his first love had betrayed him the worst way possible. And there would be no redemption for both of them, for the snow prince had already destroyed his world.
Perhaps he was feeling guilty with that image of an ice dagger buried in his love's chest and heart. He was young then, even in Lady Time's estimation, inexperienced and overcame by love, fear, and rage. In a swift stab, he had severed his happiness.
He had cried then, huge sobs wracking his bloodied body as he attempted to heal the dying eagle. Even hours after his demise, the smirk never left the treacherous predator's lips as the snow prince desperately gathered the crimson substance spreading across snow filled grounds.
That was what retaliation had earned him. He had all but single handedly eliminated everything. And so, he was scared of loving again. For to him, loving is hurting the worst and he believed himself to be forever incapacitated. He believed himself to have the lost ability to love.
Forever.
Shuichi awakened with tears falling down his half open eyes. The hazy vestiges remained in his heart, heavy as a huge boulder, and prompted more tears to stream past his cheeks onto the snow. Details remained incoherent but the young man's heart ached so much.
Snow. He was lying in the snow. Did the prince lie down like this after he fell too? What were his thoughts then? Was he scared like how Shuichi was now?
'Yuki, where are you? Why aren't you finding for me? I want you now…where are you? Don't you care for me? Was it all just a lie?'
His emotions were jumbled and suddenly fevered doubt was all he could feel. The darkness was enveloping him again and Shuichi had never felt so alone, so lonely. As he succumbed to unconsciousness, he hoped with all his heart that Yuki was not like the snow prince.
Although they have never seemed more alike.
Ugh..can't believe I forgot to upload this! Anyways, I had the whole thing planned out, but somwehow I realised I just lost my way..characters stray out of my plot! This story is probably going nowhere, or rather ,somewhere I don't know. Still, I hope you, the readers, will continue to support me in my first attempt at multi-chaptered Gravi fic. Give me suggestions on how to improve and how I did. Thanks!