InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Through A Lover's Eyes ❯ Going for the Unexpected ( Chapter 4 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: LzL 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.19.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 309 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.19.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 309 | Status: Completed
Through A Lover's Eyes
Disclaimer: Even though I really want Inuyasha, he's not mine. Its exam time and I need to concentrate; he's too much of a distraction! xD
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---Going for the Unexpected---
What is love?
That's one of the many questions I would ask myself when I'm alone, away from others; when I'm off in my own bitter world.
From what I experienced so far, love is something that hurts more than anything in the world; no physical wound can ever overpower the hurt you would feel when love is taken away from you. This is saying something, coming from me, since I've pretty much broken almost every bone in my body and endured pain no ordinary woman should ever experience. And yet such a seemingly weak emotion can tore me into tiny pieces, shattering my heart and turning it into a vast empty hole.
Ever since Kohaku was taken away from me, I stopped believing in love. I can still faintly remember the time when love was important to me though, when my mind was still free from the cruelness of the world; when I still believed love can save me from anything. That was before I lost my parents. Being demon slayers, we knew our lives would always be in danger. We would prepare our hearts and always have a small expectation that after a mission, there is a chance that one of us will not return. Still, even with that thought in mind, when I found out my parents were killed by a dragon demon in the heat of a battle, my heart still stung with pain and grief.
Fortunately for me though, I had Kohaku with me. Yes, it was hard continuing on without my parents, but I knew I had to live on for my brother. We learned to lean on each other during tough times. The love between us grew stronger day after day, as we tried to put the death of our parents behind us. We became extremely close; we knew each other's secrets, our behaviour, our desires. We had a very sacred bond between us. It was filled with trust and understanding, with true caring and tolerance. It was more then just a sibling, family love; it was like as if he was my soul mate, given to me as my little brother.
When Naraku took Kohaku's life away, my dependence on love disappeared. I no longer had someone to lean on, someone to share my deepest feelings with. I lost that someone who knew me inside out and one who completely understood me. It was as if Naraku had taken a piece of me with him. My world crumbled before my eyes, it felt like I was lost in the bottom of a bottomless hole, unable to get back out and no one to reach for in my time of need.
From that day on, I knew I wouldn't be able to trust in love again. I learned to shut everything out, all my emotions, pain, emptiness that I had felt. I didn't allow myself to let anymore love come into my life, fearing that one day, they will get taken away from me too.
And yet... as I sit here, leaning on Kirara, I can't help but linger my eyes upon a certain monk.
At first, I refused to let him in my life, not even as a friend. But as we spent more time traveling and hunting for the jewel shards, he grew on me and I learned to like him and accepted him. He proved himself to be a very loyal person and he slowly earned my trust. I regarded him as a good friend, knowing that he would be there when I needed someone to turn to. But as the days went by, and I started to open up to him more, I started to look at him differently.
Maybe it was his charm that followed him whenever he went, one of the things that attracted so many women to him. Or maybe it was his genuine smile that he would give me when I needed cheering up. Or perhaps it was his eyes, a pool of navy staring straight pass my magenta ones, almost as if he can see right through me. Or it can be how surprisingly understanding he can be, always giving me a sense of calmness, knowing someone else out there share my feelings. Or it just might be the fact that he was very quite good looking.
Whatever the reason was, I found myself falling for him.
Of course, at first I was terrified by this new emotion. I realized what this would lead to and I tried to stop myself. But it was too late. My heart would pound every time he comes and talk to me, giving me his usual smile and a wink. I would always have to work hard to control myself so no butterfly from my stomach would come spilling out my mouth whenever we start having a conversation. My face would flush whenever he teases me, always joking and making a smile appear on my face.
I tried many times to deny the feelings I had towards him, but it was no use. Even though it terrified me, I found myself wanting more of this new wondrous feeling he was offering me. Every time he does something, it seems like he's trying to reach out to me, to save me from the bottomless hole I was falling into. And no amount of denial can keep me away from this generous offer.
Though sometimes I do wonder if I'm really in love, if this was what romantic love is supposed to be like. What if I allow myself to love this man, to let go of all cautiousness I had built around me to protect myself? And what will I do if at the end, he gets taken away from me, just like what happened with my family?
Questions like these will always fill my head, making me frustrated when I couldn't come up with a straight answer. But all I have to do was look at him and feel my heart jumping with excitement. Then all the questions in my head get pushed back, leaving an empty space for me to think of nothing but him.
And as each new day begin, I realize what else love can be. Despite all the pain and suffering I had to go through, I will learn to trust love again because to me...
Love is about taking risks.
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Love lesson: In the absence of love, there is nothing worth fighting for. - Elijah Wood Sometimes love really is worth fighting for. Even though there is a chance that you may not get what you want, you still gotta try. Otherwise, it'll bother you and you'll end up regretting not doing anything about it. So go out there and confess any love you have! Love is worth risking for!
>->->->->-<-<-<-<-<
Review!
Disclaimer: Even though I really want Inuyasha, he's not mine. Its exam time and I need to concentrate; he's too much of a distraction! xD
~
Read and Review!
---Going for the Unexpected---
What is love?
That's one of the many questions I would ask myself when I'm alone, away from others; when I'm off in my own bitter world.
From what I experienced so far, love is something that hurts more than anything in the world; no physical wound can ever overpower the hurt you would feel when love is taken away from you. This is saying something, coming from me, since I've pretty much broken almost every bone in my body and endured pain no ordinary woman should ever experience. And yet such a seemingly weak emotion can tore me into tiny pieces, shattering my heart and turning it into a vast empty hole.
Ever since Kohaku was taken away from me, I stopped believing in love. I can still faintly remember the time when love was important to me though, when my mind was still free from the cruelness of the world; when I still believed love can save me from anything. That was before I lost my parents. Being demon slayers, we knew our lives would always be in danger. We would prepare our hearts and always have a small expectation that after a mission, there is a chance that one of us will not return. Still, even with that thought in mind, when I found out my parents were killed by a dragon demon in the heat of a battle, my heart still stung with pain and grief.
Fortunately for me though, I had Kohaku with me. Yes, it was hard continuing on without my parents, but I knew I had to live on for my brother. We learned to lean on each other during tough times. The love between us grew stronger day after day, as we tried to put the death of our parents behind us. We became extremely close; we knew each other's secrets, our behaviour, our desires. We had a very sacred bond between us. It was filled with trust and understanding, with true caring and tolerance. It was more then just a sibling, family love; it was like as if he was my soul mate, given to me as my little brother.
When Naraku took Kohaku's life away, my dependence on love disappeared. I no longer had someone to lean on, someone to share my deepest feelings with. I lost that someone who knew me inside out and one who completely understood me. It was as if Naraku had taken a piece of me with him. My world crumbled before my eyes, it felt like I was lost in the bottom of a bottomless hole, unable to get back out and no one to reach for in my time of need.
From that day on, I knew I wouldn't be able to trust in love again. I learned to shut everything out, all my emotions, pain, emptiness that I had felt. I didn't allow myself to let anymore love come into my life, fearing that one day, they will get taken away from me too.
And yet... as I sit here, leaning on Kirara, I can't help but linger my eyes upon a certain monk.
At first, I refused to let him in my life, not even as a friend. But as we spent more time traveling and hunting for the jewel shards, he grew on me and I learned to like him and accepted him. He proved himself to be a very loyal person and he slowly earned my trust. I regarded him as a good friend, knowing that he would be there when I needed someone to turn to. But as the days went by, and I started to open up to him more, I started to look at him differently.
Maybe it was his charm that followed him whenever he went, one of the things that attracted so many women to him. Or maybe it was his genuine smile that he would give me when I needed cheering up. Or perhaps it was his eyes, a pool of navy staring straight pass my magenta ones, almost as if he can see right through me. Or it can be how surprisingly understanding he can be, always giving me a sense of calmness, knowing someone else out there share my feelings. Or it just might be the fact that he was very quite good looking.
Whatever the reason was, I found myself falling for him.
Of course, at first I was terrified by this new emotion. I realized what this would lead to and I tried to stop myself. But it was too late. My heart would pound every time he comes and talk to me, giving me his usual smile and a wink. I would always have to work hard to control myself so no butterfly from my stomach would come spilling out my mouth whenever we start having a conversation. My face would flush whenever he teases me, always joking and making a smile appear on my face.
I tried many times to deny the feelings I had towards him, but it was no use. Even though it terrified me, I found myself wanting more of this new wondrous feeling he was offering me. Every time he does something, it seems like he's trying to reach out to me, to save me from the bottomless hole I was falling into. And no amount of denial can keep me away from this generous offer.
Though sometimes I do wonder if I'm really in love, if this was what romantic love is supposed to be like. What if I allow myself to love this man, to let go of all cautiousness I had built around me to protect myself? And what will I do if at the end, he gets taken away from me, just like what happened with my family?
Questions like these will always fill my head, making me frustrated when I couldn't come up with a straight answer. But all I have to do was look at him and feel my heart jumping with excitement. Then all the questions in my head get pushed back, leaving an empty space for me to think of nothing but him.
And as each new day begin, I realize what else love can be. Despite all the pain and suffering I had to go through, I will learn to trust love again because to me...
Love is about taking risks.
>->->->->-<-<-<-<-<
Love lesson: In the absence of love, there is nothing worth fighting for. - Elijah Wood Sometimes love really is worth fighting for. Even though there is a chance that you may not get what you want, you still gotta try. Otherwise, it'll bother you and you'll end up regretting not doing anything about it. So go out there and confess any love you have! Love is worth risking for!
>->->->->-<-<-<-<-<
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