Title: Dreams
Author: © K a w a i i – S y a o r a n
Genre: Angst/Drama
Rating: K (G)
Summary: Timeline: Book 3. Short one-shot on Tatsuki's thoughts on Kotarou and amongst other things. ) Please no flames.
Characters: Tatsuki, Kotarou
Warnings/ Spoilers: Book 3
Disclaimer:This fiction is written solely for entertainment purposes and I am not making a cent from this. Sono te wo Dokero belongs to Katsumoto-sensei. :)
A/N- Procrastination from homework. Not the best I've written so please no flames. I wrote this at 1:30 in the morning…so there might be some mistakes. Forgive me, as I have no beta-reader as well.
For a short time, I felt free. I was not trapped within myself like a bird in a cage.
When my powers first disappeared I was amazed and curious, but then Kotarou got into trouble again and that was when I realized that this time I could not save him like I normally did. I felt frightened.
I felt hopeless and full of despair but finding my cousin again after that close encounter, and then seeing him, made me realize that the two roads I were given were both sacrificing.
I was encaged again by these two decisions and when I received my powers back later that day, I was faced with a crucial question; I could live without my powers and be closer to my cousin once more or…I can keep my powers and keep him safe.
It was a decision I made reluctantly that day to keep the latter. Something I wanted to get rid of for the longest time, something I would have given everything to lose just the day before was the choice I chose. Even if it meant, I would be condemned to eternal desolation, forever locked up inside of myself, or even if the pain would slowly kill me, I would make sure he was safe, that he was okay, as long as I could see his smile, I would be fine.
The past is the past. The present is the present. That makes my greatest desire just a dream. Sometimes I desperately wish everything could just go back, back to the way things were. Back to when Kota and I used to play, back to when we shared ice cream and giggles on a hot summer day…back when everything was simplistic and full of innocence…but…that's just a distant dream out of my grasp.
A/N- Most authors say, "REVIEW" I say, please no flames! Sorry, I like Italics...eh heh heh...