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Watching A Weiss Kreuz ficlet Zanzou Youko Part Two He's interesting, this one. He has such determination, such will... And is so in denial about himself it's hysterical. He told me, later on in our 'relationship', what had gone on with two of his teammates... but he never spoke of third. In fact, he avoided THAT topic so well, that if I hadn't know any better, I would have sworn there were only two people sharing the apartments above the shop. But I do know better. And that's why it's so funny. If I were a woman- irrational, paranoid, irritating- I would have thought he was hiding something from me. But since I'm not a woman, and am only myself, I do know he's hiding something. But not from me. From himself. And since I've had a good look around their minds, I know that while he's done a good job of convincing himself, he hasn't convinced the others. Well, not TWO of the others. The one who should matter most- the one who would do anything, anything to see him happy- hasn't a clue that it's all just a show. I noticed, early on, that his network didn't suspect anything. As I am, of course, an intrusive bastard, I looked into it. And what do I find? The smallest kitten had been covering my lover's tracks. It's really quite ludicrous that he was turned away. And even more so that the kitten believes he deserves it. So we wait. The kitten waits for his love. I wait for my lover to realise. While THEY wait for their poor delusional teammate to look around and notice what was dropped into his lap. And him? Well, HE'S trying to convince himself that he's in love with me. And it works most of the time. Well, some of the time. If he's really distracted. Or unconscious. Either way. The rest of the time.. well, if you could have at his mind the rest of the time, it IS quite amusing. His mind chases itself, trying to run away from his heart, just like his body does. But whereas his body succeeds, his mind never truly does. Which is why he came to me. He thought that he could convince himself that he loved me, just because I never told him otherwise. Because you would think that your lover would be angry if you didn't love them. Of course, most people aren't me. And I'm happy for a bedmate with no emotional attachments. And so I'll wait. Because I know, that the day he gathers the courage to ask if I love him, I'll say I don't. And when he throws a fit, I'll tell him that he doesn't love me either. I can hardly wait. ... The look on his face will be priceless. ~~~ Next Part .::BACK TO ARCHIVE::. |