Post by Bakura on Aug 10, 2006 15:27:32 GMT -5
My little Secrete (Seto’s POV)
When I hold her close like this, it almost feels like we are normal, but we both know that we aren’t normal. I’ll even admit that. It feels like we are, but as soon as that alarm clock goes off that harsh reality we come in and slap us hard on the face and we will have to go back into are lives.
Me, I’ll have to go to work and be the CEO. Ignore Yugi and his friends while I think of you in secrete. I’ll go to work and hope that my brother hasn’t gotten himself into any kind of trouble, knowing that he probably already has. I’ll think of you while the teachers lecture me about how Mokuba needs to behave. I pretend that I don’t care for you when we walk past each other in the halls at school and when I walk past you before you go out and sing with Kei.
You, you will go back to sing with Kei and hold your feelings back from him and me. You pretend that you are confused about everything and you’ll let girls drool over you while you think of me in secrete. You wonder why I am like that. You wonder how I can get inside you head when I don’t even know why you’re in mine.
We both live in pretty screwed up lives and we pretend we are normal. Yeah right, we are about as normal as fish walking on dry land. We are both screwed up and we seem to find comfort in each other.
I lived with a messed up step father who found pleasure in making my life hell and turning me into his dog. I grew up cold and uncaring with Mokuba next to me, the only one who could see the softer side of me while I pretend.
Pretending, that’s all I do and that’s why it’s my favorite word. I can pretend that I feel nothing when I think about memories when I think about the pain my brother had to go through for me. I can pretend to be strong while you see me as a weak man, but you seem to find me interesting anyway. I pretend to be perfect while I fall apart when you touch me. Pretend, it means being opposite of what you really are if you ask me. Pretend that nothing bothers you though you are really a screwed up person.
I will pretend for a long time as long as you’ll join me in this dance. I’m going to pretend to be a non caring person while you pretend to be a boy.
We both pretend. That’s are best disguise that we can think up of. We love the people near us and can see that we are not what we pretend to be something we aren’t. You pretend to not have feelings for Kei while I pretend to be cold, it seems even if you ask me.
We both have to pay a large amount, but we seem to even in it out when we hold each other like this.
When we kiss each other we find comfort and salvation in each other. We can never see what the other sees in them, but we find what we are looking for. I can never understand why you find comfort in me while you can’t see why I find comfort in you, my dear Shuro. You don’t get it and I don’t get it. That’s how this game of pretending works. After awhile, we pretend so much we don’t get things anymore, but I don’t complain.
Shuro, I find my comfort in you for many reasons that you could never understand, but that’s why I love you. I love you because even though you pretend just as much as I do that you smile and joke around still. I wish I could have had that sometimes, but our screw ups are different when I think about it.
You are a girl pretending to be a boy and you pretend to not care. You are only doing for Kei, am I correct? If you didn’t join show biz then you wouldn’t have to stay a boy forever, right? You could have gotten out of it when you were in high school. So why do you pretend not to like him the way you do? It must hurt an awful lot if you ask me, but I find that pain to be reflected in mine so I don’t mind.
As selfish as that sounds she understands. She knows that my painful past is why she finds comfort in me even if I don’t understand it and she doesn’t. She says that it doesn’t matter why my step father did to me that she’ll stay with me. Every ugly thing I have done in my life doesn’t seem to bother her.
She loves me still and yet some of her heart belongs to Kei who can’t even notice it. I would do anything to have all of her like she has all of me, but I am happy that she loves me the way she does even if one day it won’t be enough. One day though, secrete glances at Kei won’t be enough for her though too. So that will be that day when she tells her secrete to him and I’ll figure out if she leaves me or stays.
Because if he says he doesn’t then I’ll be there to pick up the pieces and though she’ll be sad, I’ll be somewhat happy because she’ll stay with me. She is the only one for me and she knows it too even though she loves him in a different way. Even if her heart is not all mine, but she knows she has all of me.
Please, Shuro I know you love him, but can you love me instead? We find comfort in each other anyway. He can’t notice you and he sleeps around. I want you to myself and I want to be yours so don’t tell anyone about this. Don’t tell anyone about us because if you do then everything will have to be explained to the media and I don’t want to go through that. And I’m sure you don’t either.
So lets keep quiet here while we kiss each other and hold each other in the dead of night as we pray for the night to never end. Lets keep this night a secrete though because we don’t need all that other crap in our lives. We have enough to deal with and I would really hate to lose you because you told. Lets be quiet about this for awhile so I can hold you until that d**n alarm clock rings.
“Seto, why are you still up?” her voice was in a soft whisper and I realize was tickling her face. I kiss her fingers, deciding to ignore her question while she looks at me in question, but I can’t tell her. I can’t even tell my secrete about my fears of losing her. I can’t tell her or she’ll leave.
Right? Isn’t that how our lives go?
But you can see me falling and failing, right? Can you see it, my secrete? You can, can you? I’m falling and I feel myself become exposed when you kiss my lips softly. My body might just break when you run your fingers in my hair while I try to catch my breath. I am going to lose myself in you and can reveal myself to you and I’ll be at your exposal and I’ll enjoy it every second while I’m with you.
When I hold her close like this, it almost feels like we are normal, but we both know that we aren’t normal. I’ll even admit that. It feels like we are, but as soon as that alarm clock goes off that harsh reality we come in and slap us hard on the face and we will have to go back into are lives.
Me, I’ll have to go to work and be the CEO. Ignore Yugi and his friends while I think of you in secrete. I’ll go to work and hope that my brother hasn’t gotten himself into any kind of trouble, knowing that he probably already has. I’ll think of you while the teachers lecture me about how Mokuba needs to behave. I pretend that I don’t care for you when we walk past each other in the halls at school and when I walk past you before you go out and sing with Kei.
You, you will go back to sing with Kei and hold your feelings back from him and me. You pretend that you are confused about everything and you’ll let girls drool over you while you think of me in secrete. You wonder why I am like that. You wonder how I can get inside you head when I don’t even know why you’re in mine.
We both live in pretty screwed up lives and we pretend we are normal. Yeah right, we are about as normal as fish walking on dry land. We are both screwed up and we seem to find comfort in each other.
I lived with a messed up step father who found pleasure in making my life hell and turning me into his dog. I grew up cold and uncaring with Mokuba next to me, the only one who could see the softer side of me while I pretend.
Pretending, that’s all I do and that’s why it’s my favorite word. I can pretend that I feel nothing when I think about memories when I think about the pain my brother had to go through for me. I can pretend to be strong while you see me as a weak man, but you seem to find me interesting anyway. I pretend to be perfect while I fall apart when you touch me. Pretend, it means being opposite of what you really are if you ask me. Pretend that nothing bothers you though you are really a screwed up person.
I will pretend for a long time as long as you’ll join me in this dance. I’m going to pretend to be a non caring person while you pretend to be a boy.
We both pretend. That’s are best disguise that we can think up of. We love the people near us and can see that we are not what we pretend to be something we aren’t. You pretend to not have feelings for Kei while I pretend to be cold, it seems even if you ask me.
We both have to pay a large amount, but we seem to even in it out when we hold each other like this.
When we kiss each other we find comfort and salvation in each other. We can never see what the other sees in them, but we find what we are looking for. I can never understand why you find comfort in me while you can’t see why I find comfort in you, my dear Shuro. You don’t get it and I don’t get it. That’s how this game of pretending works. After awhile, we pretend so much we don’t get things anymore, but I don’t complain.
Shuro, I find my comfort in you for many reasons that you could never understand, but that’s why I love you. I love you because even though you pretend just as much as I do that you smile and joke around still. I wish I could have had that sometimes, but our screw ups are different when I think about it.
You are a girl pretending to be a boy and you pretend to not care. You are only doing for Kei, am I correct? If you didn’t join show biz then you wouldn’t have to stay a boy forever, right? You could have gotten out of it when you were in high school. So why do you pretend not to like him the way you do? It must hurt an awful lot if you ask me, but I find that pain to be reflected in mine so I don’t mind.
As selfish as that sounds she understands. She knows that my painful past is why she finds comfort in me even if I don’t understand it and she doesn’t. She says that it doesn’t matter why my step father did to me that she’ll stay with me. Every ugly thing I have done in my life doesn’t seem to bother her.
She loves me still and yet some of her heart belongs to Kei who can’t even notice it. I would do anything to have all of her like she has all of me, but I am happy that she loves me the way she does even if one day it won’t be enough. One day though, secrete glances at Kei won’t be enough for her though too. So that will be that day when she tells her secrete to him and I’ll figure out if she leaves me or stays.
Because if he says he doesn’t then I’ll be there to pick up the pieces and though she’ll be sad, I’ll be somewhat happy because she’ll stay with me. She is the only one for me and she knows it too even though she loves him in a different way. Even if her heart is not all mine, but she knows she has all of me.
Please, Shuro I know you love him, but can you love me instead? We find comfort in each other anyway. He can’t notice you and he sleeps around. I want you to myself and I want to be yours so don’t tell anyone about this. Don’t tell anyone about us because if you do then everything will have to be explained to the media and I don’t want to go through that. And I’m sure you don’t either.
So lets keep quiet here while we kiss each other and hold each other in the dead of night as we pray for the night to never end. Lets keep this night a secrete though because we don’t need all that other crap in our lives. We have enough to deal with and I would really hate to lose you because you told. Lets be quiet about this for awhile so I can hold you until that d**n alarm clock rings.
“Seto, why are you still up?” her voice was in a soft whisper and I realize was tickling her face. I kiss her fingers, deciding to ignore her question while she looks at me in question, but I can’t tell her. I can’t even tell my secrete about my fears of losing her. I can’t tell her or she’ll leave.
Right? Isn’t that how our lives go?
But you can see me falling and failing, right? Can you see it, my secrete? You can, can you? I’m falling and I feel myself become exposed when you kiss my lips softly. My body might just break when you run your fingers in my hair while I try to catch my breath. I am going to lose myself in you and can reveal myself to you and I’ll be at your exposal and I’ll enjoy it every second while I’m with you.
