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Title: Breathing Deep
Day/Theme: July 23 - she is the breath in your lungs
Series: Tales of Symphonia
Character/Pairing: Sheena, Zelos. Zelos/Sheena if you squint, I guess.
Rating: PG
Note: None, really.Other than this is kinda crap.
Breathe.
Keep in that breath.
Breathe.
Sheena kept repeating this. She just needed to keep breathing. Keep breathing, and the pain will go away. The horrid sorrow and agony will fade. Everything would be okay if she just kept breathing.
But it wasn't going away, not like she wanted. She was still hurt, she was still empty without Corrine on her shoulder or by her side. Her friend, her best friend, was gone, and she had no way to bring him back. It really was like losing a part of herself, something she had never noticed she had taken for granted before. She just wanted him back, she wanted to apologize to him, to make things right. She was being strong, but she knew she was standing on dangerous ground - ground she was used to facing with a friendly face by her side.
For that reason, she did not appreciate Zelos' face at first. In fact, she punched it full on when he cracked a perverted joke. But that was all she could do. She screamed at him, she vented all the anger and hurt she could at him. And he, to her surprise, stood there and took the abuse. He stood by her as she went from rage to sorrow and started to cry, even though she didn't want to, not in front of him. But he stood there, and he comforted her. He wasn't walking on eggshells like the others, but his silence and his open arms proved more comforting than the words the others had given her.
So, she breathed. She breathed as she sobbed into his shirt. Things would not be quite the same, she knew. She was still going to miss Corrine, she was still going to feel that stab of pain for some time. But she was starting to realize she had others to turn to. She didn't have to hole up to herself like she used to. Her strong front could be more than just a front. It could be what she really was.
Breathe, she reminded herself.
It would be all right.
Day/Theme: July 23 - she is the breath in your lungs
Series: Tales of Symphonia
Character/Pairing: Sheena, Zelos. Zelos/Sheena if you squint, I guess.
Rating: PG
Note: None, really.
Breathe.
Keep in that breath.
Breathe.
Sheena kept repeating this. She just needed to keep breathing. Keep breathing, and the pain will go away. The horrid sorrow and agony will fade. Everything would be okay if she just kept breathing.
But it wasn't going away, not like she wanted. She was still hurt, she was still empty without Corrine on her shoulder or by her side. Her friend, her best friend, was gone, and she had no way to bring him back. It really was like losing a part of herself, something she had never noticed she had taken for granted before. She just wanted him back, she wanted to apologize to him, to make things right. She was being strong, but she knew she was standing on dangerous ground - ground she was used to facing with a friendly face by her side.
For that reason, she did not appreciate Zelos' face at first. In fact, she punched it full on when he cracked a perverted joke. But that was all she could do. She screamed at him, she vented all the anger and hurt she could at him. And he, to her surprise, stood there and took the abuse. He stood by her as she went from rage to sorrow and started to cry, even though she didn't want to, not in front of him. But he stood there, and he comforted her. He wasn't walking on eggshells like the others, but his silence and his open arms proved more comforting than the words the others had given her.
So, she breathed. She breathed as she sobbed into his shirt. Things would not be quite the same, she knew. She was still going to miss Corrine, she was still going to feel that stab of pain for some time. But she was starting to realize she had others to turn to. She didn't have to hole up to herself like she used to. Her strong front could be more than just a front. It could be what she really was.
Breathe, she reminded herself.
It would be all right.
Current Mood: 
crappy
crappyCurrent Music: Vitamin String Quartet: Sing for Absolution
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