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Wednesday, January 19, 2005


   And so my heart begins to bleed again...
I'm still on my way to see my master. I stopped at a quaint little inn last night to rest, and encountered an unfortunate situation. I entered the little place at around midnight, after a long day's journey. On my way up to my room, I collided with a young teenage boy, around nineteen or so. He was a cute little thing; short, feathered blonde hair with black streaks, ice blue eyes, and he had a small, girly frame with long, slender limbs and tapered artist's fingers. He apologized and smiled at me. We began to talk, and I found out that his name was Aren. We continued to talk, until a large, balding man with beady eyes came up and grabbed him by the hair. He threw Aren on the floor and proceeded to call him a useless whelp. When I broke the man's grip and demanded an explanation, he told me that Aren was an orphan, and that he was being sold into prostitution for an old king. I demanded that the man sell Aren to me. After agreeing upon a hefty sum of five millon gold, the man took leave with his hunters to go and find a substitution. Aren simply stayed quietly in my room for the rest of the night. The next morning, he wouldn't look me in the eyes, and kept calling me master. I finally snapped and told him that if I knew he was going to act this way, I would've let him be sold. He started to cry, and I then softened and told him that if I had wanted to use him like a toy, I would've done so already. I assured him that I saved him becuase I thought he was a nice person, and that I would enjoy his company, if he would like to journey with me. (I had told him of my quest the night before.) He smiled, and said that he would like to come with me. He then told me that he was actually a mage, and that he could help with magic and such. We set out, and are resting at another inn right now. He's sleeping right now, looking like quite the angel. I wonder why the gods sent him to me? He's a breath-taking site; like an angel who's been raped...on no...not again...I can't fall for someone again...love is much to painful...I can't survive another broken heart. But maybe I should give this emotion one more chance? I don't know; should I? Can anyone out there tell me what to do? Goodnight, all.
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