7 Deadly Sins of Joseph Anza
Joseph Anza has been a naughty boy. A collection of fanfics showing the 7 Deadly Capital Sins.
Final chapter! Thank you for all the reviews. I really appreciate them. So here we go, lust.
If I were to make a series of Seven Deadly Sins for all characters, who do you think I should do next?
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LUST
The more we are filled with thoughts of lust the less we find true romantic love.
Girls. They were everywhere. Many beautiful in their own ways, many intelligent in different areas, many outstanding in their interests... there were just too many things admirable about women. Like how they could survive with another human being living inside of them. And how they could go through bleeding for several days... periods, they were called, if he was right. They have an inner caring side for children, and for the people around them. They could multitask extremely well. They were unafraid to show what they felt.
And they were easily drawn to his charm. The smooth, suave style of charm that only Joseph Anza could master. They easily fell under his spell. And he loved the attention.
But even though he'd been with practically every girl there was, he still felt that something was missing. Sure, he'd kissed and gone past some bases with most of them, but he had yet to fully give himself to anyone. He was on a constant search to find the one he really wanted. So far, he hadn't succeeded.
There were times when he might've gotten up to the third base, but he stopped, because it never felt right.
But seriously, how could he find the right one if he craved lovers? How exactly could he "settle down" with one girl when he could have many? More the merrier, right? It would be hard not to cheat, because the longest relationship he'd ever been in was two months. And God knows how many flings he'd had in those two months.
Where could he find a girl that would love him despite all his faults? Maybe he was destined to be single forever, and die of HIVs or AIDS or something soon. Wait, why're we going to death? He's still alive, hello?
It would be impossible to find someone like that. He wanted one person to truly love, but many others that would be just flings to him. One was never enough to satisfy his craving for physical love. He was a guy, but he knew how the female mind worked. Barely any girl would want their man with someone else. Besides, he'd start up arguments. Which he admittedly hated doing.
So, as the senior prom approached, he realized that he only had one more chance to be with someone for a special night. And for a special night, he wanted a special someone. But who could it be? He didn't want the perfect girl. He wanted the girl he'd been looking for. She needn't be the best in everything, because, for him, imperfection was perfection. It made you human.
So he walked. He walked, past the long, stretching corridors of X High School, past all the familiar and unfamiliar faces of the passing students, each casting an admiring glance for the officer they'd always trusted, and for some, hooked up with. He acknowledged each person, giving a curt nod, and quickly analyzing who they were to him.
After ten minutes, he retired to headquarters, disappointed. But who could actually find love by looking? Heck, he hadn't even had a first love! He went inside his office, and fell on the giant leather office chair that had been there since his brother was in high school.
He heard a knock on his door, and in came his very good friend, fellow officer, and fellow graduating senior, Karen Tehama.
"Hey boss." she greeted, entering the doorway. Today, she was wearing a simple pair of jeans and the cashmere sweater he had given to her for Christmas. "We've got the new guys coming in in a while."
He nodded. "Thanks. Can't believe we're going outta here in just a month."
"I know. I'm going to miss this place." she said, longingly gazing at pictures on the walls. "A lot. Well. I'd better get going."
Karen. His first kiss, right? His best friend, his confidante, his closest friend. Those were only some of the things that could describe her. Perhaps she was more. Could she possibly be the one for him? She was always there. He was out there, but whenever he wanted help, she was just there for him. They'd been friends since they were paired in Middle School, and it formed a bond still unbroken. And Lord, she looked so beautiful. Even in the simplest clothes, she stood out from the rest, being the most beautiful in his eyes. Wait, she was his best friend! Why was he thinking like this about her?
All that thinking in a split second. Before he could stop himself, he stopped her from going out.
"Hey, Karen." he said, standing up.
"Yeah?" she replied, turning to him. She saw that he had covered the distance between them in just a blink of an eye. God, was he tall. She was tall herself, standing at an impressive 5'8", but Joseph, oh Joseph, was standing even taller than she was.
"Well, I'd like to ask you something." he said, pulling the door closed. He sighed. When did asking someone out become so hard? He'd done this over a hundred times, but with Karen, it was so hard.
"Um, sure. Ask away." she replied, leaning against the wall.
"Karen..." he started, seating himself on the desk. "The dance. The senior prom. I know it's going to be a special night. I've seen everyone working so hard for it, since it's going to be the last one we're going to be having here."
"Indeed." she said, a wistful look appearing in her eyes. "It's going to be the biggest event of the year for us."
"And for that night, I want everything to be perfect. Whatever the setup, let it be. Whatever the music, let it be. Whatever food, it's fine by me. All I want is one thing." he said.
"What's that?" she asked, her heart racing. Could he ask her to the prom?
"I need you to do a favor." he said, standing up, walking a few steps closer to her. "I want you to ask this girl for me."
Her heart fell, but she controlled herself. So he wasn't. Well. There were always other guys. Joseph was her best friend, anyway. Why should she have feelings like this for him, when clearly he wouldn't return it? He'd always dated different people. But he was very significant to her life. He was her first kiss. Her first taste of a relationship, of two months. Despite the shortness, it was intense and passionate.
"I want you to ask yourself if I can take you there." he said, drawing nearer. "Karen, I want you to be my date. Not only for that night, but for the rest of my life."
Her eyes widened, and her jaw nearly dropped at what he said. For life? Seriously? Was that what was bothering him earlier? Was he thinking about her? Then her agonizing years of waiting, being in the background, were suddenly worth something, as in the end, it came down to him asking her. Her pains were covered by the happiness of being able to finally have to herself the one who she really loved.
Loved. Wow. That was a big word.
"Think about it. I don't want to rush you. I'll wait for you." he said, laying a hand on her shoulder.
She looked up slowly at his waiting eyes. Those beautiful, expressive blue eyes, those like shining diamonds reflecting a clear blue sky. His comforting smile that reassured her even in the worst of hardships. The smooth, pale skin that was pleasing to the touch. The smooth voice, capable of sending her into dreams and calming her nerves. The scent of his hair that was so casually styled, yet was as pleasing as they get. And the feel of his breath on her face sent shivers up her spine. She smiled up at him.
"I've thought about it, Joseph." she replied, and pulled his head down, meeting her lips.
His heart was racing, and he locked the door, in case things got too intense. He pulled her head even closer to his lips, and kissed her like he'd never kissed anyone in his life. He felt sparks in his body, and was unsure of what this was, since he'd never felt it before. Maybe this was his true love. And she was just right in front of him.
The night of the prom came, and finally, it came down to the last dance.
You're in my arms,
And all the world is calm,
The music playing on for only two,
He took her hands, and led her to the floor. She smiled, allowing herself to be taken to the one place where she never wouldn't get caught on: the dance floor. It was the last dance, so why not? Joseph held her close, his arms wrapped around her, and she did the same. She leaned into his neck, allowing her feet to take her.
So close together,
And when I'm with you,
So close to feeling alive.
He felt her relax in his hold, and he led them around the floor, knowing this was not exactly where Karen wanted to be. It felt so good to hold her. Someone as beautiful as she was deserved something as beautiful and expensive as the necklace he'd given her. Her eyes were more beautiful than ever, her lips perfectly smooth, her face fresh and clear. Her white dress looked perfect on her, and the sandals she wore matched them perfectly. And the diamond necklace he'd gotten her finished off her elegant appearance.
A life goes by,
Romantic dreams must die,
So I bid mine goodbye and never knew,
So close was waiting, waiting here with you,
She pulled back, and held his hands, as they moved about the floor, not caring who watched. The world was gone. It was only them. No one existed, no one was there. It was only them that were there, the only ones that mattered.
And now forever I know,
All that I wanted to hold you,
So close.
She twirled around, with more grace than he ever would have imagined. The hair that was piled up high came loose, and her black hair tumbled gracefully down to her shoulders. And he caught her in his arms again.
So close to reaching that famous happy ending,
Almost believing this was not pretend,
And now you're beside me and look how far we've come,
So far, we are so close.
Holding her close was the only thing that he wanted now. He didn't care if the entire student body was watching him. He was in love, and no one could stop him from doing so. He'd finally found the one he wanted, the one he longed for, the one that he knew could change his life even more than anyone else in the world could.
How could I face the faceless days,
If I should lose you now?
She accepted him for who he was. She accepted him for all his faults and weaknesses. He never wanted to let her go, and he would never want to lose her again. He'd follow her in the same college if he had to. He didn't give a damn to what anyone said, because nothing mattered to him anymore, except that he'd found the love he'd been longing for ever since he'd begun his pursuit.
We're so close,
To reaching that famous happy ending,
And almost believing this was not pretend.
Karen leaned into him, and softly, just enough for them to hear, he sang, in a cool, quiet, comforting voice, the words to the song that was playing, because tonight was theirs. And this was their song. This wasn't pretend. This was real. This wasn't a happy ending. This was the start of a happy eternity.
Let's go on dreaming for we know we are,
So close,
So close,
And still so far.
TEN YEARS LATER...
"Karen, I love you. I love you and always will. Before you, my life lacked the love it craved. It was a pointless search I'd made, because you were right in front of me, yet I was so blind to see. Karen, I may have had others, but the only one I truly love is you. I will repeat this, over and over if I have to, only because I really mean it. My life was not lived until you came along. Why? Because, life cannot be truly lived without love. And that is why I want you to be my wife."
Tearfully, she accepted the ring that he presented to her. She was crying of tears of joy, because she could finally settle down with him after ten years of being together.
"Joseph, I accept your proposition, because I, too truly do love you, and there would be no one else in the world I would rather spend the rest of my life with than you."
Lust, in my eyes, is something that temporarily fills our need to be satisfied. Lust is wanting more of physical love than emotional love. Sadly, not all lust-driven relationships work out. There are some instances wherein lust turns to love, which could be a good thing. The human's intense needs and wants can never be assuaged completely by temporary fillers. What is needed is permanent. Love is difficult to define, for each has their own definition. Love, for me, is permanent. Love is always there. True love is always being searched, because the human has a need to be loved and to love. No one can live alone. Love can be found in so many ways. And love conquers all.
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