The Meanings Of The Raimbow.
Paring: Spiritshipping/ JohanxFemJudai.
Guest Star: Yubel.
Blue.
Armony's Rain.
Coming into the world hadn't relevance when the decoder how to commit their lives. Sometimes, Judai reflects on it, knowing that it is merely floating among those dream worlds that alternated their antics in subtle legacy of peace. The long distance mixed day the countless steps taken, change their order and leaving resurface deep homesickness as they flew over the thoughts to friends remained behind at home, where sometimes she wanted to be. The immaculate desert sand inside which her feet had sunk all day - or it seemed so, because the concept of time was certainly different from that of the terrestrial world - stood out along the horizon, with rolling dunes resembling soft folds of a skirt vaporous. The kind of dress from the sparkling white veils that she would never wear for the simple fact that, for certain tests, it wasn't necessary just courage, but qualities such as poise - and other factors that mutually danced around her little predisposition to be decorated with bows as a wedding favor -. She admires the blue sky again, before lowering her chin and point it west. Stormy waves overlapped each other, curling tips cloudy and thunder rumbled with the damp smell of rain to permeate the air.
"It'll be here soon." Judai just sighed, impartial, pushing away sweat tickled the brown bangs.
Each world had its own laws, a balance that made it unique and adapt was the only way to be accepted. The ruins at which she had stopped peeping from behind the dunes with the skeleton black and rotten, sharp rocks that had seen better times, abandoned inputs to lost days of glory that no one would have conjured up. As her home on mystics time, the ancient palace where the shadows were hidden and feelings slumbering had continued to wait.
"Curious, this your interest for the rain. When you were a child, you couldn't even bear the sight."
The water had started banging on the arms discovered the girl, unable to interrupt her contemplation, with close eyes. Yubel overlaps the stillness draped by the rhythmic sound, without from her voice ran away, with making flashy, the tiny hint of surprise blossomed without notice. She watched and watched over her lovely Judai by too many moons for not noticing abnormalities that occasionally flickered from her character, allergic to any kind of lie. Doubts and thoughts materialize in her mind even before she found the right words to refer them to her, hardly Yubel granted unpredictability to take her in foul. Determined to be Judai' center, endless source of reassurance and wisdom, she had sacrificed everything and chose to identify herself in the role of a abominable shadow in order to remain close to the one person that would respect the free will. Nevertheless, the delicate princess, with her sensitive heart, afraid of bad weather and the noises that it entailed, had grown to the point of learning to defend herself and now, Yubel, even with all her love, her undying devotion, she could not focus on the reason for that smile appeared on the pale lips of the girl.
"Maybe because I just focus on what I saw and not what I could have imagined."
The answer came in the wake of a slight amused laugh, a look full of surprise turned more to herself than to her guardian. Share, or better, accept that the affection of Judai was score in many diverse pieces was an awareness on which he was working with all the patience at his disposal. And while this was happening, her protegee admired the sound of water without fearing the wrathful thunder or the claws of darkness, which, aided by the black rocks, gave the impression of wanting to drag in the darkest corners of the ruins.
"And what makes you think the rain?" She couldn't stop in time. That was a question the answer pathetically obvious and also unnerving for her susceptible nerves. However, she still couldn't understand fully why Judai had made him a center as she was, or what the hell she was, in that small and simple human being to smile with such splendor.
"Many things, I think ... Anger." The palms of the girl cradled drops colorless. In the eyes, appeared a hint of bitterness "Pain, fear, condemnation ... Harmony."
She is far from home, in an unknown dimension, intricate, where solitude reigns supreme horizon. When and if she can wake up between walls full of affection and faces dear, is an enigma which sometimes engulfs her in uncertainties which still can't answer with absolute firmness, but it was near or far from its destination, a constant was preventing detachment total from her attachments. A melody composed of many stars of water, with the eco identical to that of a laugh that treasured in her heart, blue as the sky that could be hidden behind the clouds, like ocean water on a sunny summer day and some saucy wires so thin as to give the impression of having been drawn with light pencil. Blue as Johan's hair.
Notes:
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry! I didn't mean to make you wait so long, but this chapter I couldn't write it in any way and the laziness and the parties contributed to prolonging your wait. Today, the color is the blue, a symbol of harmony; in this paper related to water and it's harmonious sound, which in Judai reminds Johan blue's hair and his serene character. I know, it's not particularly clear, but I had in mind the idea to describe the harmony of the rain and what you can imagine with it. I imagined that at Judai, as a child, frightened by the rain, so cold and gloomy, while focusing, she could go beyond what her eyes were seeing. Yubel, as always, is a little jealous of the of Johan's presence in Judai's life ^^. I haven't yet to write the next chapter (yes, another wait), but, beforehand, it will be from the point of view of Johan! I thanks once again all of the readers and reviewers, I hope you had a wonderful summer. A kiss see you later!