The First Night (of Many)
We were in the graveyard
Shovel in hand and digging
Took one step to the hole
Realized it was not our time to go
We still had a lot of work, work to do
We took cement
And filled up that grave again, just like new
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(Shina)
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...Hmm.
I feel comfortable right now.
More comfortable than I have done in a long time. The world
isn't exactly a safe place anymore. At least not if you're a
Zoanthrope. Times are hard. The shadow left behind by the
Zoanthrope liberationists should be a clear reminder of that
fact. And then there was Tylon. Call me crazy, but I don't think
there is any other organization connected to the Zoanthropes so
exclusively. Nor has there ever been such a company to leave
such an ugly little scar on all our faces. With issues like
these flying around all over the place; it's not hard to see
that I'm used to panic and fighting in my life.
'Course, that is what most people expect of me.
I am the daughter of Gado after all. No matter how preachy and
poetic that old man gets, he can still rock hard with the best
of them. I'm sure that some of that ethic has rubbed off on me.
And with my kind of upbringing? Heh. Who could blame me for
being a little bit more battle-happy than most women my age. A
fact that my 'Daddy' wouldn't soon deny about me. But for the
first time in a LONG time... I don't feel obligated to accept
that way of life as a part of me.
Stupid as it sounds, I kinda feel at peace right now.
And its all thanks to her.
It's the middle of the night. So my apartment is kind of dark
right now. But as I turn over under the covers of my bed, I can
see her. In all her hyper-active teen glory Uriko. Not the most
graceful swan in the lake. Not the most intelligent or the most
dignified. But undeniably genuine. Though she has a tendency to
be a little unreliable to issues just a tad more than trivial,
she's got a heart of gold. She's shown that to me more than
once. And I don't know why but I just can't help but stare at
her a little. I fix my face upon my palm and press my elbow into
my pillow, just watching her.
Watching her sleep. Watching her golden brown hair tilt as her
shoulders rise and fall with her breathing. All the while, a
sheen of sweat created from our first night together make her
creamy skin glisten. And I can she how flushed her cheeks are.
As much as she likes to make out that she's mature enough to
handle a sexual relationship, it's still all new territory for
her. Tonight was something special. There was a lot of pent up
feelings between us. Some times the best way to get rid of that
tension is to just cave into it. Which was what we did. I'd like
to think that we'll take things slower from now on though. I
want this to work. And if we push everything... it could just
collapse around me.
I'd never want that to happen.
Ever since I heard that there was a chance that my father, the
man who had taught me everything I knew, was a possible leader
of the Zoanthrope Resistance Movement, I was in a sort of cross
between soldier-mode and kamikaze-mode. I was desperate to find
the truth at any possible cost. Even if it meant taking on
people that I would have normally watched my step around. That
point in my life made me alienate a lot of people that I cared
about. And it would have continued until I discovered that the
real enemy was that damn Busuzima, if not for little Uriko.
I can recall thinking of her as 'disgustingly cute' the first
time around. She was tagging along with that Chinese guy whom
had been one hell of a player back in the Tylon days. The guy I
assume must have taught Uriko her fighting style. We ended up
collaborating to bring Busuzima's plans down. But through that
time... I got closer to Uriko. And actually ended up liking her.
You know how it is when you're in a bad place. You just want
everyone out of your way so you can move on with what you want.
Uriko was the kind of kid that just wouldn't accept that. Who
wouldn't stop bugging me and wouldn't stop pushing me. To the
point at which I couldn't help but smile for all her efforts.
And it turned my life around.
I'm not pinning my restored sense of direction on Uriko, though.
A lot of what it took to get me back on track came from
self-will. And I don't like to toot my own horn or anything, but
nobody couldn't have completely dragged me out of what I was
feeling if I really didn't want them to. But Uriko was the
deciding factor. I converted all my thoughts to where they
needed to be, just like Dad had always taught me. And in the end
I came out of that whole mess with my life intact. Now I can
concentrate on the important things.
Like repaying the one who's done so much to get me back on
track; even if that wasn't her intention. I think it's the least
I can do for Uriko. I wouldn't say that I'm in love with her...
after all, it wasn't actually MY idea for us to live together...
but to be perfectly honest, I think I'm close to it. Closer to
it than I ever have been with anyone else. Which says a lot in
the long run. I've never been a dab hand when it comes to
relationships. But I'm not exactly celibate either.
Just as I'm thinking to myself about her, she stirs. I can feel
myself pulling a little smile, while my little cat opens her
eyes and peers up at me with a heartfelt innocence that I'm
coming to adore.
"Hey..." Uriko says, her voice muffled with sleep, "...What time
is it...?"
I chuckle a little. "It's about 3.00 in the morning. Kinda early
for you, right?"
And I smile again when I hear her groan. I can tell she isn't
much of a morning person Very few people tend to be when they've
spent half the evening together Another sign of how new this all
is to her. But before she says anything more she snuggles up
closer to me and rests her head upon my shoulder.
"I don't wanna get up for a while," She says sweetly, "Can't we
just stay here for the day?"
Something told me she'd change that tune as soon as she got
hungry, but for the most part I'd love to indulge her in that
respect. But then... there isn't much I wouldn't do for her
right now.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
At the supermarket, didn't know just what we needed
We searched high and low then found what it was on aisle 10
The perfect ingredient for our dead end
To no surprise it was quite expensive but worth the spend
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(Uriko)
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Oh man!
I love this SO much!
Y'know, I never would have guessed that Shina was the cuddly
type. I would have thought that was something I'd have to drag
out of her myself. But it's really happening. And I feel so safe
and protected when she holds me. Shina is always so strong and
in control. I know that when we met she was all over the place,
attacking people without fully knowing whether or not they were
with that Zoanthrope Liber... liber... WHATEVER it was called.
But once I got to know her better... I really started to like
what I saw.
Beneath that hard shell, that spiky sandy blonde hair and that
tomboy dress sense, she's really quite sweet and charming. You'd
think that life being so hard on her would have given her a
rotten personality; but it didn't. And she's had so much to
struggle with, too. Living in her Dad's shadow must be hard
enough as it is. He is considered one of the few people large
enough in human and Zoanthrope respects to work some kinda peace
between us. That's a lot to live up to, even for Shina. Heck,
even I feel a little jealous of Alice, myself. She's done so
well for herself in life and so good at what she does as a
nurse. Sometimes... it feels like mom is more proud of her than
she is of me. So I know what it's like to feel in the dark
'cause someone you love casts a bigger shadow.
But my girl didn't let that get her down!
She took life by the horns and faced everything. It's part of
what makes me like her so much. I wish I could have been more
Shina in the past. I... don't remember much... about what
happened when Tylon was destroyed. But I do remember how scared
I felt. And when I finally got free from them... I didn't feel
happy for a long time afterwards. I was a freak, after all My
powers were... something I didn't value much. It was just
this... weird ability that I didn't even want. My Mom and Alice
said that we just have to make the most of our lives and do
what's best for the people we love. But I didn't feel that way
then. It was the closest I ever came to what Shina calls the
'breaking point', I guess
Kenji once told me about his breaking point. When that Chameleon
guy forced him to fight against that guy Alice is so crazy
about, Yugo. He said that when Yugo restored his memories he
felt so guilty about what he had done. And Mom said she was at
her wits end when she lost track of me. I think the breaking
point happens to Zoanthrope out there. And I'd like to think
that I've gotten over it by now. I have so many friends and
everything. But those times never feel more distant than when
I'm with Shina.
I feel so happy when she's around. Even when she yells at me for
breaking something or for making a mess, I know if I take one
good look in her eyes and she'll forgive me. It's gonna be tough
for us to be together. Shina is a few years older than me... and
my Mom isn't crazy about the idea of me living alone with her...
but along as we're together and I have all my friends behind
me... I know that this'll be great.
...I'm gonna make you so happy, Shina...
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Lets not try to foresee what happens now
All we know is that we're happy somehow
The timing was just right
Nowhere to go but forward now
We only have one rule:
Freedom always allowed
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Kaiser's Afterthoughts
* Meh. I was bored one Sunday and this came out. My first Bloody
Roar fic. Not very flashy, not very long, but I don't care
enough about the pairing to write a full-blown fanfiction on it.
Maybe in the future... but not right now.
* The song used in the fic is 'Safety Song' by Tsunami Bomb.
It's property of them and Kung Fu Records. I don't own it.
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