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[Ongoing Story] Of Days long past...
Little thread for a story of mine that I've been writing for a while. It has a lot of metaphoric speak and the like. It revolves around a girl who in this lifetime is known as Kalin, and it will stay with her as she recovers old memories of her past lives, and how they connect to her today. Constructive criticisms are welcome. All the various actual story parts of it will be linked on this page. |
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Prologue Chapter 1: Into the Past Trip down memory lane Chapter 1: Into the Past The Judgment Chapter 1: Into the Past The Beginning Chapter 1: Into the Past Welcome Chapter 1: Into the Past Forewarning Chapter 1: Into the Past A midnight raid Chapter 1: Into the Past Young no Longer |
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Prologue
Godamned alarm! Katie swore inside her head as she reached for the snooze button. If she spoke aloud, her brother would be sure to hear and scold her for it. The annoying music finally shut off and the redhaired woman reached for the comforter covering her nude body. "Katie~" Jonathon called out from the kitchen, and she swore again. She hated that he knew her that well. Even she wasn't so much a fool as to not realize they were closer than any true siblings had the right to be. "I'll be right there, bro" She called back in about as cheerful voice as she could muster before standing up and moving over to her dresser. Not that it did any good, but she did always want to dress her best for Jonathon. Today it would be a silk/linen robe that the hem danced about her calves and seemed to float about her body like cotton candy, and the shade was just a tad shy of forest green so it brought out her eyes. A pair of stockings and a light jacket later, Katie made her way from her bedroom out to the kitchen. "You look beautiful, Katie." Jonathon smiled as he leaned over the frying eggs. "And you're blind, Jonathon." She smiled, even if he couldn't see; he was literally blind, it was still nice to feel appreciated. But as she said the words, he turned around and Katie's breath caught in her throat as he walked towards her as if he wasn't blind, knowing every inch of the house they shared by memory. "I don't need eyes to see you, sister dear..." He wrapped his arms around her and pressed her body close to her even as his head leaned forward into a soft pressing kiss to her lips. Every morning it was the same, and every morning her response was the same. "N...No...J..Jonathon...", hating herself for the weakness in her voice as she pushed away from her sibling. "We are siblings, in breeding if not blood. It's wrong." It was the only way she knew to protect him, and perhaps to protect her own heart. |
Chapter 1: Into the Past
Walking around the city, the young man had seen many sights and wonders. How oblivious the common man could be to the many blessings that had been visited upon them by the elementals, often taking things for granted. But not him, every day was a blessing, even the darkest of days had a glimmer of hope or so the young man believed. Both of his hands moved to his arms, pushing up the sleeves of his white robe before the fingers of both moved to rest at his neck as his hands cradled his head. "Each day is a blessing indeed. I always need to remember that." A somber look on his face as he continued walking, continuing to take in the sights. A street vendor selling fabrics for clothing, another hawking oranges. But the young man stopped, his head turning in his hands to look to his right, his senses seeing something even before his eyes. "Pwetty!" There in an alleyway, was a young girl, her mop of bright red curls in natty tendrils as they flew around the cherubic face. It wasn't so much the girl that caught his attention as what was holding her fascination. There, flitting about the child, was several small sprites of light. Her hands clapped in appreciation even as one alighted on her head. The already stubborn chin tilting the head back to catch a glimpse of her new friend before it flicked out of existence. Delicate rose bud lips quivered dangerously as the young girls eyes watered. "No go. No weave. I be good." her tiny fists going up under her chin, her dirty face screwed up in pain as she then watched another spirit flit back and forth, her darting eyes hopeful that this one wouldn't disappear as the last had if she could only watch it always. The childish language spoke to the young mage as he watched her try to be strong at her loss of what was probably her only friend, even for the few moments the spirit had been able to stay. His hands fell back at his side he moved towards the girl unsure of what to say. He had little experience with females or children really, even his own child seemed a stranger to him a lot of the time, but the brown haired man felt compelled to help the child. Perhaps from kindness or even just simply not wanting to let someone with obvious spirit connections slip through the cracks of society. "Little girl ?" Cautiously he made his way towards the child, his steps slow and even as he spoke in a gentle tone. "Are you alright?" For the moment, not letting on that he had seen anything besides a crying child and sought to comfort her. But even as he moved around the garbage filled alley, a small body flew from the piles of rubble, landing a hard punch to his stomach. "Leave 'er alone stupid mages, nadda aknowing to mind y'er own business." The young mage fell back to the ground, not realizing the girl had a companion or that he had such a mean left hook. Gentle blue eyes looked at the raga muffin in front of him and had to smile. The imp couldn't have been more then twelve, and in some ways worse shape then the little girl. Dressed as she in rags and tatters, still he looked as if he would be the girls knight in shining armor. Even more so as she looked to the young boy in adoration, her tears drying as she watched her hero. "I'm not trying to hurt her young man. I'm trying to help her." Still the blatant defiance as her stalwart rescuer stood in front of the sprawled mage, his arms crossed over his body with his feet spread. The mage's hand went from the ground where it had braced him to run through his hair in frustration, the tendrils moving through his fingers easily till it reached the hair band holding the long locks at his back. "She has a gift. I want to take her to the Light Temple so they can train her, help her." He looked again at the two misfits from society. "Cloth her. Feed her." Hoping that by playing on the boy's obvious care for the young girl he could convince him without any harm coming to anyone. At least that was the plan, seeing as how he was the one currently hurt and he wasn't about to kick a little boy's backside.yeah that's the story.Right. Despite him being in the dirt currently. The young boy looked uncertainly from the mage to the girl, who had by this point run up to him and was clinging to his side. "No weave my Davie." Her speech patterns making the young mage look up again, she looked too old to be having speech problems. Maybe she wasn't smart enough to benefit from the Temple's teachings after all. He looked closer however and she looked back at him curiously before giving him an adorable smile, the gap of her two front teeth becoming glaring obvious. She had recently lost her teeth most likely. "Wouldn't you like to sleep in a soft bed. Eat warm food, dress in pretty clothing?" Chuckling as her grey green eyes lit up in excitement. At least one of the few things he understood about females was holding true. The boy held her close to his side as he looked distrustingly at the mage. "How do I know you wonna hurt her..?" but the mage could see he was already considering the idea. He held his hands out imploringly. "I'm a light mage. Who is it that comes out and brings warm food to the shelters, who heals your wounds when you are brought to us?" still, deep brown eyes looked uncertain before he knelt down and looked the girl in the eyes. "Kalin we'ra gonna take ya to the Light Temple." Biting on his lip as he saw the young girl shaking her head violently. "Dun worry. I'll go with you."Turning to glare at the young mage, as if daring him to argue. "I wonna leave you alone till ya say it's okay." He turned and placed his hands on his charges shoulders and placed her in front of him. �"Alright mister, we'll go but only so Kalin is taken care of." The girl clutched something about her neck as she looked between the young mage and her protector fearfully. Slowly, taking care to keep pace with the young girls steps, they made their way to the Light temple, the young girl keeping watch over her friend and the new stranger. Still her hands clutched at her throat, her tiny thumb rubbing over something slightly metallic again and again. "Kalin that's your name right? What do you have there?" The mage trying to be friendly but not knowing what else to say. Davie wrapped the length of his arm about the girl and glared up at the mage. "Ita was aroun her neck whena I found her. Is think it was her mum's." pointing to the delicate chain that whatever it was was chained to. Still the young mage wasn't getting a very good look at the thing and decided to drop it. "What it is, is a warm meal!" from out of nowhere, yet another ruffian appeared, still no older then Davie but he yanked Kalin's hand from her body, the young girl yelping in pain as the chain broke against her skin The brute ran off as fast as he appeared, but Davie seemed prepared as he gave chase, calling out behind him. "Dun worry, Kalin. I'll get it." Grinning over his shoulder as he ran off, as if he had not a care in the world. Kalin clutched onto the mages robes with her grubby hands as she watched worriedly. "He be okay?" the girl looked up at him with a lot more trust then the boy had. That, at least was a good sign. The mage had been about to nod and say of course, despite his own reservations about the fact. Indeed, he had been about to run off after the ruffian as well in order to see the little girl smile. Instead he bent down and cupped the child's bottom in his arms and lifted her up to his slim hip. "I'm sure he'll get your pretty back. You just stay here with me for now, okay?" watching with a small smile as the auburn mop buried itself into his shoulder before turning the way the boys had run. A few moments later, he heard a shout and a scuffle. Keeping the child in his arms he ran towards the sound, the flaps of his robe fluttering around him as he moved. He hoped he would make it in time, surely the boys wouldn't kill one another over a simple trinket! There, lying on the ground, was both boys. Clutched to his chest, Davie's fist held something, the chain sprawling out from his tightly curled fingers. But it was more the blood that ran from the boy's next that worried the mage first. Next to him, the other boy laid out, the only sign of discomfort a bloody nose as his head rested against a brick from the building next to him. Putting Kalin down, he quietly told the girl. "Close your eyes and don't open them till I tell you to, okay?" she nodded and put her hands over her eyes and started counting as if they were playing a game. The mage then went and looked over Davie, figuring him to be the most seriously injured. Indeed he was, but it was already too late. The mage took a deep breath, letting it out in a heavy sigh. He reached up towards the hand and pulled the trinket out. "Well, you got it back for her. You did good, Davie. You did good." He then tucked the trinket in his pocket and went back to the little girl, hoisting her up once again unto his side. "Come little one, you have many things yet to see. This should not be one of them." Quietly, without disturbing the girl who easily cuddled into his shoulder, he summoned a spirit to deliver a message to summon who would take care of the body of the little hero and take the attacker into custody. |
"And that's what happened, milady." Standing there before the desk of his superior. He said nothing more, his hands clasped behind him The petite woman before him simply nodded slowly, her delicate hands flipping through the paper work.
"Do you regret your choice, Dainel? What of your wife and child? How do they consider the child?" Her piercing silver eyes looked out from a pale face, surrounded by a shield of long deep black hair, the Eastern quality even more pronounced in his opinion then when she wore dress robes. The slightly tousled head shook, even as he smiled. The woman before him remembered a time when she wondered if he had ever smiled so she welcomed this change that had come over him these last few years. But protocol still had to be observed. She waited for him to elaborate, enjoying the feeling of his discomfort just a little bit more then she should but he had been one of his classmates at this very temple so many years ago and she was only human after all. "I regret nothing." The tone of his voice was simple, but also filled with pride. She noted that emotion but still remained silent. She knew what was coming. Anyone in the temple did. "She is a pride to our family. She excels at her studies. She is polite and she is kind to those around her. Aquaris adores her as if she was her own." A small pause in his voice as he tried to keep his family pride out of his voice in respect to the woman before him, her sensibilities much different from his own, or so it appeared. "Tomas cares for her. It because of her that he came out of his shell after the accident. He's even taken up swordsmanship and seems to be excelling at it, despite the obvious inclination his has towards his mother's side" Chuckling softly as he thought of his beautiful brown haired wife who was a mage of Water, but whom Dainel loved more then life's itself. His voice sobered though as he thought further, "...despite his disability." She nodded, wanting to find out more about the boy, but deciding for the moment, to finish with protocol before getting personal with her old friend. She flickered through the papers on her desk once more before smiling up at Dainel warmly. "So is it still your wish that the child enters the Temple to become an acolyte of the Light." Speaking the formal words that were needed in order to begin the process. It took him a moment to realize what his former classmate was saying. Ever year since finding the child, he had been called in her to recount the story of how he had found her, only these past two years had it been his dearest friend to whom he had to report on Kalin's progress. He never knew when the words would come, or if they ever would come. Kalin despite her aptitude and obvious intelligence was often into mischief and such whenever she visited the Temple. In fact it was rare that she wasn't curious about everything and anything, but he had chosen to omit those facts from his reports. "Yes, it is both Kalin's and mine intent that she should enter the school and live in the dormitories at the Temple in order to become an acolyte of the Light." He spoke the words he had been preparing for 5 years now to speak, greatly relieved that they had finally come. He loved the girl like his own, but he knew he was only keeping her safe for a while.� Still that engimatic smile on the oriental woman's face as she continued speaking formally. "Then on the third day of the coming month, Kalin shall be enrolled at the Temple of Light Elemental's school. I wish her the best of luck." Standing up to shake Dainel�s hand before laughing lightly. "That done with. Now tell me how Aquaris and Tomas are doing." |
"But I don't wanna go!!" the young woman child all but screamed at her adopted mother. "I wanna stay here with Tomas. He needs me." Her hands lifted imploringly to Aquaris. The soft woman just shook her head and frowned, the slightly hardened leather of her boot tapping against the soft marble of the floor upon which they stood.
"Kalin d'Rayne, would your father have gone to all this trouble every year if he didn't believe this was the best thing for you?" the tone of the normally gentle woman combined with the use of her surname making the red head actually pay attention. "But what about Tomas?" A small delicate hand when to the tumbled tendrils of auburn hair, touching her daughter with tenderness as she smiled down on her. "Tomas has his own school to go to. It's because of you that he wants to be stronger. That he wants to overcome this. Now, you should be strong too. You have your own stream in life that you must follow." Trembling cupid's lips met the mother's eyesight and she found it hard to look away. The fact that she was missing her son even before he left once more for school again, did not help matters. It was then that Kalin's eyes left her own to travel behind her, just moments before a gloved hand rested on the older woman's shoulder. "Don't worry mum. I only have two more years before I'll be home for a while. It's not like there is going to be a war anytime soon." Smiling as he felt the soft hair of his mother's brush across his fingers, the glove only going so far as to cover his palm, leaving the fingers themselves free to move. Tearful green eyes looked up at her son and she tried to convey the pride she felt in him, but barely contained her sorrow at losing him yet again. She turned and her hands moved to brush through his hair as she had Kalin's moments ago, this time stopped not by a tangle of hair, but by the silver cloth wrapped around his eyes. Tears did fall this time as they always did when she touched that material, yet she never seemed able to stop herself. She then found small delicate arms wrapped around her waist, the pale skin a deep contrast to the tanned form of both her and the child before her. "Kalin?" she felt the nudge of a nod against her back and sighed, how she so dearly loved these children. "I'll go mum. If it's really for the best." She then felt her adopted brother lean in against her mother and hug them both, the tightness and nervousness about going to the Temple permanently, dissipating with the comforting touches. "That's my favorite girl" This from Tomas as he released them both before blushing a bright red that was visible in the deeply tanned face only because of the almost glaring white of the uniform he was wearing. "Er,.r..I mean,other then you, mum." The blush brightening slightly as he heard his mother chuckle. "It's alright, Tou. I understand. More then you know." Smiling once more as she then looked at her youngest child. "Alright young lady, it's off to your room to finish packing." Swatting at her bottom as she passed before laughing at both her children. "Tou ,go help her out. I'm sure your presence will calm her." "Yes, mum." The boy following his sister's path through the house to the girls room. As expected, she was waiting for him and opened the door, taking his hand to guide him towards her bed. "I'm not a child you know" he growled slightly as he turned his head towards his sister, almost as if he could see her. "Of course you aren't. But we take care of one another. That's the way it's always been." The young man nodded thoughtfully, still not sure if he should take insult to her words or not. "That reminds me,I have a gift for you." Smiling as if he could picture the exact look of surprise on her face, despite never having seen it before. "What is it, Tou Tou!?" her voice betraying her excitement and joy at the thought of having a gift from her brother as she called him by a pet name. Watching as from deep in the pockets of his uniform he brought forth a delicate chain with a small pendant upon it. The exact detail fine as the chain, a simple wiring of precious silver, an infinity loop. "Da said you had it when he found you, but he thought you were too young to take care of it. He believes it was your real mum's." Hoping that the smile that was plastered on his face would reassure the girl against the lies he spoke. Dainel had told him the truth of the matter but had left it up to Tomas to decide when it would be right to give it to the young girl. "Aquais is my real mum!" the young girls voice screaming at her 'brother' even as she moved towards him to pound her fist against his leather armor. His hands just as quickly moved up to grab her wrists and pull her back. She even ignored the gift at the insult to her mother". "Shh, precious. It was not meant as an insult." Again a soft smile before he leaned down and kissed her forehead. �"Remember to watch your temper. The temple of Light is a solemn place. We'll meet again." She looked up at him, tears gleaming in her eyes as she looked at the silver cloth wrapped around his eyes. "Promise me, Tomas.Promise me." Her eyes silently begging the young man to hold true to his word. The stains from her tears as they fell to his shirt soaking through to where he felt the wetness against his skin as she pressed against his chest. "I promise," he leaned his cheek against her head, the soft curls reminding him of other times they had curled together like this. Times that were much more innocent. "Now get ready, Nickolas is ready to leave for Laburnum. Father is here to take me back to the Temple of the Water Elemental. We'll see each other at the next holiday to be sure." His words gentle as he placed the delicate chain around her neck. |
The small cluster of acolytes in training stood before the two teachers, one male, one female. The usual nervous twitters abounded unless a strong voice cleared the air with a polite cough. The young man before them lifted a hand for silence, the sleeves of his robe falling to his elbow as he moved to swipe his finger across his forehead, pushing a long tendril of deep auburn hair back into place behind his ear.
"Some of you are here because you show promise, some because you are determined, still others." stopping in surprise as he was interrupted. "Because your parents paid a lot of money to get you out of their hair." Grinning impishly as she received the sharp look from her partner, the young female teacher just grinned. "Lighten up. We're aren't here to make them into soldiers, we are here to guide them on the path to enlightenment." He only frowned and continued, only a single glance even giving the appearance that they would be talking later. "As you learn, so shall we. We shall guide you, but so shall you light our paths for us." "Sweet Blessed Light, You're first year teachers!" the small whoop of excitement rippling over the small crowd. The female teacher frowned then, looking down her list on the papers in her hand. "Kalin D' Rayne, step forward." Deep eyes watching the young girl step forward, her small hands over her mouth as she had by this point realized her faux pas. "Hands down." Nodding slowly as the girls hands went to her sides. "As you so dramatically pointed out, we are first year teachers, but that does not give you any right to disrespect us. Is that clear?" The girl nodded, much like the male teacher did as he listened to his partner. She was handling it well, no reason for him to intrude at the moment. "You may step back. This first class is again an interruption." She turned towards the door that a knocking sound was heard from, wondering who would bother them at such a time. A young messenger stepped inside, in his hands a scroll. Quickly, he ran up to the two teachers, looking guiltily at the students before returning to duty and handing the female the scroll. "I was told to bring this in immediately." Delicate hand took the scroll and opened the seal, looking over the fine scrawl before one hand darted to her mouth in shock as her eyes widened. She looked over to her partner before handing it to him, her silent sobs building in her chest. He looked slightly puzzled but took the parchment and scanned the writing. His soft jade green eyes then looked up at Kalin and he smiled gently. "Acolyte Kalin, to my office please." Turning, he faced the other new students. "You are dismissed. Return to the dormitories for lunch." Dismissing them with a wave before moving towards his office, not even bothering to see if Kalin was following. But indeed she was, the white robes falling behind her as if she were as silent as the wind, even while her heart pounded in her chest. Once inside his office, he didn't move towards his seat behind the desk, but leaned casually against the front. He waited for Kalin to step in, the doors closely quietly and quickly behind her, leaving the now crying female teacher for the squire to deal with. "This missive concerns your family. They were attacked by Reavers, the same day you left." The words were kind and gentle but still formal. The young man a bit distant but trying to be kind and considerate, knowing that this would be a hard time for the girl."Your father, mother and brother were killed in the attack." "TOMAS!" Until that point, the redhead had taken every word with a sort of stoic distance. She ran towards him then, her intention to beat the lies out of him. There was no way that Tomas and her family were dead. It was impossible. But while there was anger and sadness behind those blows, there was also fear. She was left alone again, much like that child so many years ago. "Dainel was a great man. He was my teacher when I first entered the school. He will be missed." But Kalin wasn't listening, her fists were clutched together against his robes as she cried, her heart feeling like it was dying as well. The man just let her however, he could always get the robes cleaned later, and perhaps it would help the child. It wasn't like he had a thought as to what to do. "You must prove them proud, show their spirits that they were right in believing in you." This was said with quiet determination as the doors creaked open to admit the female teacher once more, the squire in tow. Her tear stained face looking at the girl with fierceness. "You will not besmirch Dainel's honor. You will excel." Not caring if the girl heard or not, she would take every opportunity to drill it into her head over the coming years. She would not fail. |
"Isn't she rather odd?"
The black haired boy whispered to his companion as they watched the girl in the courtyard, who was practicing with a quarterstaff as if it was a martial weapon. "Yeah, but look at how pretty she is too, I hear she won't wear the normal outfit of the light mages, insisting on that purple ensemble. They let her get away with a lot" "I suppose,but man, she could hurt you with that staff." The other boy just shrugged, and smirked. "Yeah, but I hear she is a wildcat. I'm willing to take the risk." Slapping his companion on the back before slipping his hands into his pockets and walked towards the redheaded hellion. "Hey, Kalin-chan" watching in shock as she spun elegantly on one foot, the tip of the staff slamming into his stomach, throwing him backwards to the ground. With a loud oomph and a guffaw from his companion who remained watching. The red head bent down concerned before placing a small kiss on his lips. "Don't talk about a girl behind her back, you never know how good her hearing is." Before placing the palm of her hand on his forehead and pushing him back to the ground. She stood back up and looked towards the black haired companion with a smirk to both her lips and her green eyes. With a small wink, she crooked a finger at him and walked towards him herself watching as he took one step back then remained standing. "Hitoshi-san?" He nodded nervously, he was ahead of her class, but her skill with the quarterstaff made him nervous. He watched her with wary eyes as she moved into his personal space and looked up at him, her mouth just an inch or so from his. His eyes however kept darting towards the quarterstaff. "As sensei says, you should never fear someone with more skill then you, but you should respect them."Leaning up, she pressed her soft lips to his before rocking back on her heels with a smile. "You can take me walking tomorrow during break." Before she patted his lips with one finger, then traced her nail around the outside of his lip then turned and walked towards the door. "Don't be late." "Yes'm" wondering what in the hell he had gotten into and how. And when he had picked up her little quaint phrase to respond instead of the more respectful phrases. With a sigh of bewilderment, he made his way over to his friend, offering him an arm to help him up as the other went behind his head to scratch in puzzlement. But those red curls of her were rather enchanting. |
A pale hand slipped from the moonlight into the darkness covered by a glove before a soft feminine chuckle was heard.
"Come on, scaredy cats." Drawing her hood over her bright red curls, she tugged on her partner in crime. Motioning with her finger for him to be as silent as possible, she crept towards the door of the male dormitory. "How in the hell did you get in..." his question cut off as a glove smacked him in the face and pressed him to the wall with it's palm against his lips. "I said quiet!" She whispered softly but firmly. She looked a bit scared for a moment, her green eyes looking fearfully at Hitoshi before she smiled reassuringly even as one of the temple guards passed by, not noticing them in the darkness of the night. Once he was gone, Kalin released him and grinned like a maniac. "Megumi's mum makes great cookies. I just bribed Joshea with a few to look the other way but we are still being sneaky so if we are caught he won't get in trouble if he doesn't see us, he can't tell." Hitoshi nodded in agreement, wondering who exactly his best friend was. She always thought of these�odd little angles no one else would and it had been proven invaluable innumerable times before. "So where to today my lady fair?"If possible, Kalin's smile only got broader |
He petted the curls of the girl who clung to him. "I'm not ready. I don't care what Sensei says. I have too much to learn."
A heavy sigh as he continued petting the girl's head reassuringly."Kalin-chan, none of us feel like we are ready. Sensei says we are ready." "But he wouldn't even give us a final exam." Her green eyes looked up at him imploringly. "How could he know without even a final exam, Hitoshi?" The two had grown closer over the years, their mild flirtation growing into a deep friendship. He winced and looked around them, hoping that no one had over heard them, especially Sensei. But before he even turned, he felt the impact of the quarterstaff against the girl's head that rested in his arms. "Don't be an idiot." At the end of the blow was indeed sensei. "It's just your childish fears holding you back. There are no final exams in the real world." A delicate hand rose to rub against her now sore head. "Hai, sensei "watching the still young teacher wander off to speak to other of his students who were now technically graduates. Sensei, and his damnable penchant for rapping people on their head when he thought they were being stupid. "Kalin-chan? " She turned and looked up at Hitoshi with curiosity, wondering what the boy had to say. Her hand went to his cheek as she waited, rubbing the pad of her thumb against his jaw. "Yes, Hitoshi?" It sounded important, but if it was, why hadn't he said anything in front of Sensei? He took a deep breath and reached up, putting his hands around hers that rested on his face. "I have something I need to say to you, but I'm not sure how." He began to bite on his upper lip as he watched her cock her head in puzzlement, the auburn curls brushing against her pale and yet rosy cheeks. "You can talk to me about anything, you should know that." She pushed against her knees and leaned up, kissing the tip of his nose with her soft lips and Hitoshi thought he would die, but his cheeks just flushed a deep red, even through the yellow of his Eastern skin. "What is it? Do you still have that crush on that girl you mentioned a few weeks ago?" As she pondered that possibility, Hitoshi could almost see the wheels turning in her head. There were only a few girls in their class after all and he had never mentioned her name, only that he had a crush. Deciding that rushing into it would be better then never speaking of it again as she left, he spoke out in a rush. "Kalin, marry me. I love you." Dark black lashes blinked several times as she looked at her dear friend. But she looked down, trying to figure out how to phrase this gently, she had thought he was over her. "I love you too,but..." her shoulders sagged, her sharp little teeth making an indent into her bottom lip. "Not like that." She turned away, afraid of seeing the disappointment on his face. "But we are always together."His voice implored her, not to reject him like she had so many others, like he had watched her do to so many others. "We do things together that only couples do. We take long walks, we study together, you let me bring you flowers." "Please don't do this." Again a push to her knees, this time to rise from the ground where she had been sitting as she rested against him. "Maybe if things were different, but I can't love anyone. I thought you of all people would realize this." |
Timeline is broken, but that's the way it's designed to be with the first being a flashback of the second. And then just little snippets from that life....
...Maybe I should reconsider how I wrote it. But it seemed the best way to go at the time... ..Hmm... |
Is this Kalin that character you were talking about perhaps throwing into the Kingdoms stories?
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