Title: In Case I Read Your Inner Page
Day/Theme: July 13 - the ones that are never said and never explained
Series: Tales of Symphonia
Character/Pairing: Zelos, Sheena
Rating: PG
Note: Kinda an introspective on Zelos' side. Idk. \:|/
He was becoming captivated with her. He knew it, and he feared it. He hadn't allowed himself to grow attached to anyone in years. It was forbidden to him - a taboo, a curse. His life was not his to live, so why care about the people he wouldn't get to touch for long anyway? After all, he didn't want people inside his mind anyway. No one wanted to know him, so why should he care to let anyone?
Still, he couldn't find a way around it. He was captivated by her, pure and simple. Her strange clothing, her dark hair, her deep eyes, the way her heart was just as fragile - and yet so much stronger - than his. Their mutual loneliness was going to be his undoing, and he knew it. But it wasn't just the sadness in her eyes that made her something curious to him, or how she would deny him when no one else would push him away. It was her, and he was dying for it.
Still, he would do what he did best. He would push her away, because he could feel that pull that was drawing him into her being returned. He could see that look in her eyes - a look that was realizing their similarities. One look, and he would be spilling out the truth to her like an open book. Because he wanted to, he wanted her beside him in every way possible. Oh, he wanted her.
And that attachment scared him.
So, he was bitter. He was rude. He was pushing her away. He was ignoring that sting of resentment when her eyes finally turned from him to find another. Oh, he would welcome that, even if he would regret it. He'd help her capture those eyes if he could, even though he knew it was near hopeless, too. Because he was scared to be continually captured by her. He wasn't used to this role reversal, anyway.
So, when those dark, deep brown eyes stared at him, her thoughts resolute, he didn't stop her. He was too mesmerized - too scared - not to. This woman - this strange, glorious woman - had pulled him in, and tied him to some sort of life he had thought impossible. And he relished in every moment he spent of it with her.
Day/Theme: July 13 - the ones that are never said and never explained
Series: Tales of Symphonia
Character/Pairing: Zelos, Sheena
Rating: PG
Note: Kinda an introspective on Zelos' side. Idk. \:|/
He was becoming captivated with her. He knew it, and he feared it. He hadn't allowed himself to grow attached to anyone in years. It was forbidden to him - a taboo, a curse. His life was not his to live, so why care about the people he wouldn't get to touch for long anyway? After all, he didn't want people inside his mind anyway. No one wanted to know him, so why should he care to let anyone?
Still, he couldn't find a way around it. He was captivated by her, pure and simple. Her strange clothing, her dark hair, her deep eyes, the way her heart was just as fragile - and yet so much stronger - than his. Their mutual loneliness was going to be his undoing, and he knew it. But it wasn't just the sadness in her eyes that made her something curious to him, or how she would deny him when no one else would push him away. It was her, and he was dying for it.
Still, he would do what he did best. He would push her away, because he could feel that pull that was drawing him into her being returned. He could see that look in her eyes - a look that was realizing their similarities. One look, and he would be spilling out the truth to her like an open book. Because he wanted to, he wanted her beside him in every way possible. Oh, he wanted her.
And that attachment scared him.
So, he was bitter. He was rude. He was pushing her away. He was ignoring that sting of resentment when her eyes finally turned from him to find another. Oh, he would welcome that, even if he would regret it. He'd help her capture those eyes if he could, even though he knew it was near hopeless, too. Because he was scared to be continually captured by her. He wasn't used to this role reversal, anyway.
So, when those dark, deep brown eyes stared at him, her thoughts resolute, he didn't stop her. He was too mesmerized - too scared - not to. This woman - this strange, glorious woman - had pulled him in, and tied him to some sort of life he had thought impossible. And he relished in every moment he spent of it with her.
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