A Kodomo No Omocha fanfic - copyright laws apply.  
Email : angelscythe02@yahoo.com
Site: www.geocities.com/knosite  
Fic completed : April 07, 2001 
Comments : yeah, I suppose this is rather strange. But please review 
anyway. ^^ 
 
Finding you - by Iris C 
 
Love. A word of content, joy, wrath and sorrow. I was once asked if I 
had ever been in love. Without hesitation, I bragged on about Rei, my 
true love and pimp. Everyone stared in awe whenever I ran into Rei, 
giving him kisses on the cheek ...everyone that is, except you. 
Sometimes I wonder Hayama, wonder why you are always against the 
current, why you insist to swim upstream. Until day-by-day reality 
slaps me in the face, and you stood with your nonchalant 'I told you 
so's.  
 
I didn't like you very much. It was as simple as that. Everything I did 
you contrast; everything I say you shrug off; every time I won I lost. 
I never understood why you hold such spite for the world. Not until I 
found you at the park...alone at night, with your cold hamburger and 
your hazel eyes, drowned and lost by your surroundings. Has it always 
been like this Hayama? Tell me...I'll understand, but I won't. I had 
been surrounded with adulation all my life, while you were left in 
desolation, where arrows of hatred sting your very soul. Does it hurt 
Hayama? Tell me. Does it hurt... and if it does, why don't your ever 
show it? Are you afraid that if you do, every facade you've painted 
will melt away? Are you afraid that if you do, you will have nothing 
left? 
 
Hayama, I wish I had never met you. I perceived the world cascaded by 
sunlight before you, maybe too much cartoons, maybe too much fortune. 
But you, you were like the thunder, constantly reminding me of the 
consequences, constantly berating me with your 'bakas'. Who did you 
think you were anyway? You were the boss monkey, the bully who wrecked 
the classroom. Why do you always end up as the shrew one? You are 
merely 11, like the rest of us. Why are your eyes always so calm, yet 
burned with raging fire that burned me along with it. Why did I play 
with fire? Why did you come to me, despite all your problems? Why are 
you always there, when no one was there for you? Why are you not 
crying? 

Cry Hayama, you have every right. 

Cry Hayama, and I'll cry with you.  
 
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