Regrets of a lost heart
Disclaimer: blah blah don't belong to us, belong to clamp
Parings: kakyo x Hokuto .. Maybe Kakyo x fuuma
Prologue
{He needs to feel, but he's forgotten how. He needs someone to show him again. He doesn't want to be alone any longer, he needs someone to hold, someone to hold him back .He needs that feeling of reassurance that comes when someone loves him, when he knows that he's wanted, needed and is worth something to somebody. But he isn't. He's been searching, looking for the right person, but no one seems to care. So he's still all alone, waiting, for someone to love.}
I always hated being used. Always hated being a "thing". This can't be what a parent does to their child, aren't they supposed to love me in some way? How can a child be unloved? But it's true, there is no love for me, none from anyone. Always locked away, always treated as a possession. A means to an end for someone I have never met before and might never meet again. Until their world falls from heaven, and they need the power I possess.
Money does so much to influence people like my "parents". I have answers that I am forced to give to them. I am merely a toy for them, to lock away and never allow it to live for itself. You can't change the past, and you can't seem to change the future, but someone always tries to stand in destiny's way. They look to the dreams for answers, their questions eat at them until they can't stand it. So they force it out of me.
Locked away like a bird locked in a cage. I remember asking my "parents" why they do this to me, keeping me here. Isolated from everyone else. I hear about the outside world, but I can only imagine it in my dreamscape. I can never hear the sound of the waves; never touch the flowers and fields that haunt me.
Their answers were selfish to me. They said that they didn't want anyone else to see their precious child, they wanted to keep me all to themselves. But I know, they don't want to share the power I possess with anyone else who hasn't the money. They are the parents that I remember and I will always remember them, as they are now. Jailors to an innocent human being, not a thing. But I don't think I'm innocent anymore. I've learned and seen so much now. I know the secrets of the world.
Disclaimer: blah blah don't belong to us, belong to clamp
Parings: kakyo x Hokuto .. Maybe Kakyo x fuuma
Prologue
{He needs to feel, but he's forgotten how. He needs someone to show him again. He doesn't want to be alone any longer, he needs someone to hold, someone to hold him back .He needs that feeling of reassurance that comes when someone loves him, when he knows that he's wanted, needed and is worth something to somebody. But he isn't. He's been searching, looking for the right person, but no one seems to care. So he's still all alone, waiting, for someone to love.}
I always hated being used. Always hated being a "thing". This can't be what a parent does to their child, aren't they supposed to love me in some way? How can a child be unloved? But it's true, there is no love for me, none from anyone. Always locked away, always treated as a possession. A means to an end for someone I have never met before and might never meet again. Until their world falls from heaven, and they need the power I possess.
Money does so much to influence people like my "parents". I have answers that I am forced to give to them. I am merely a toy for them, to lock away and never allow it to live for itself. You can't change the past, and you can't seem to change the future, but someone always tries to stand in destiny's way. They look to the dreams for answers, their questions eat at them until they can't stand it. So they force it out of me.
Locked away like a bird locked in a cage. I remember asking my "parents" why they do this to me, keeping me here. Isolated from everyone else. I hear about the outside world, but I can only imagine it in my dreamscape. I can never hear the sound of the waves; never touch the flowers and fields that haunt me.
Their answers were selfish to me. They said that they didn't want anyone else to see their precious child, they wanted to keep me all to themselves. But I know, they don't want to share the power I possess with anyone else who hasn't the money. They are the parents that I remember and I will always remember them, as they are now. Jailors to an innocent human being, not a thing. But I don't think I'm innocent anymore. I've learned and seen so much now. I know the secrets of the world.