Title: Loving You
Theme 8: Our Own World
Rating: T
Genre: Angst/Romance
(This one is Soifon's POV of the last theme, and therefore AU)
I didn't know what you saw in me. I was a friendless girl, cold, dark, and bitingly sarcastic. You had approched me before, trying to 'take me under your wing', I told you that I would rather get ripped apart by wolves. You laughed and smiled.
I thought you were crazy.
I got into a fight with some girls I didn't even know because I had 'insulted' you by saying you were different from no one else. I was taking a beating, a six to one fight, and even as people yelled their reason for beating me up, you had protected me. I insulted you, as the girls ran away and you only grinned.
When you asked me to be your friend, I knew you were crazy.
I told you to fuck off, and you just lifted my battered body of the ground and asked me where I lived. I told you how I knew what you had said to your boyfriend. That you had said I was pitiable and awkward. It made me grin when you finally looked serious. But what you said in rebuttal surprised me.
"Eh, that was before I saw you fight."
I didn't know whether to be insulted or flattered.
You asked me again where I lived and remembering that I had work to do at home, I decided to tell you. I lived in a broken down apartment complex with my bum of a father. You told me that I could get out of that house whenever I wanted. It made me smile to hear you say that, even though it wouldn't be possible for two years.
That was the beginning of things. You started harassing me, and soon enough we were truly friends. I didn't like Kisuke though, it always bothered me to see you with him. I passed it off as just annoyance. It was a few weeks that I saw him kissing you, and I felt anger well up, for no apparent reason. I looked at it logically... And I wasn't sure that I liked the answer. I was jealous, and certainly not of you, I could care less for Kisuke. But I was jealous of him. Of how he got to hold you, and kiss you, and do whatever. I had fallen for you.
But then I noticed changes, you were always around for some reason, and it was made clear why when you just kissed me one day. It was out of the blue. Scary really, but I liked it. I was truly happy for the first time in years and had kissed back with all I had. You stayed at the rathole with me and let down your walls completely, you told me your fears, dreams, loves,and past. When you went that day to break up with Kisuke, I had warned you.
"I'm not rich, I'm not pretty, I'm a girl."
You smiled, " I don't care."
So we went, and you had went through bluntly, as to not drag out the pain for him. You hurriedly got all your belongings, and he had looked at me as if he wanted me to be sorry. I felt as if I should have, but I couldn't. I needed to be strong to keep you, the person who loved me. You ran back out to me and grabbed my hand for support. I kissed your cheek and we left. Now here we are in a small but clean motel room, but I have no regrets. And when we hold each other we have acheived our happiness, our own little world.