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[myworldintoyourworld]

[daphniepearl]

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[singkitngumiti]

#8

You are the best

masterpiece I’ve written.

Always be

my favorite love and

my favorite poetry.

Happy 1st Anniversary to our love!

[nicotinemaiden]

8. Words of wisdom

“Never give up without a fight”

He couldn't remember who was the person that said this words to him. It could have been his Miss one of those times that things hadn't go as planned. It could have been his Master during a drunken conversation. It could have been Miss Kiki, even out of nowhere, because that was the way Kiki did things: unplanned, natural, bold. He doubt it had been Mitsuhide, it wasn't the kind of thing you usually hear from him. But that wasn't the point. The point was that lately this words had been echoing on his head at the most inappropriate moments. It wasn’t that he needed to be reminded of that, actually he always worked under that rule. Sometimes he carried it to the limit, fighting until he was falling apart. But he knows his mind was playing him, because that wasn’t what it was referring to.

He showed his cards, exhibiting them like a prize. “Fourth win in a row, Master.” “I can't believe you.” Zen’s hand moved to his forehead while his eyes looked at Obi in disbelief. “This is pointless Zen, Obi's a magician. Or a cheater.” The black haired man glanced towards Kiki disappointed by her comment. “Maybe you can win me at chess.” He grinned. Card games were always his favorites and, although his opponents were really good at them, he was better. His glass was empty now, his Miss offering to fill it with the half filled bottle of booze they were sharing. It was the third that night, though Shirayuki stopped after the second glass because -and these were the prince's words- “if you're too drunken later no one's gonna come and save the day.” He assumed it was because all the rest of them were going to be drunk at some moment. And Shirayuki was easily driven to that point. Still, she was happy. Like… happier. “Any of you want a rematch?” He didn't had the time to think if he was playing. Zen lifted his arms in sign of surrender immediately. “Oh, no, no, no. I’ve had enough humiliation for today.” Kiki was the next one to speak. “I think we should go to our rooms before the night become dawn.” Her glance was divided between Mitsuhide and Obi, clearing her idea. The bodyguard emitted a disappointed sound. “I guess that’s the end of the fun.” “You can dream about beating me up again at cards if you want” “You flatter me, Master. But since that’s something I can really do, I’d rather dream about other things.” Zen frowned before him.”Something tell me that I wanna question no more.” “When do you want to inquire about Obi? There are things that are better unknown.” “Probably he wouldn’t even answer if you asked.” Mitsuhide was right. If anyone had asked him he would have invented something crazy, that was his way. It wasn’t a lie, probably would be any other of the multiple things he liked to dream, but not exactly what he was thinking at that moment. He standed up, stretching his arms. “Shall we go then?”

They’ll never had enough. By the time they get to their rooms they went to their respectives balconies and started to talk from there. She was still a bit happier than usual and her tone came out playful. “So what’s that big thing you can’t do and you want to dream about?” “Didn’t you hear miss Kiki, Miss? There are things that are better unknown.” “But you always tell me everything.” She was smiling, expectating. “Okay so… maybe a trip to Mars? I can’t do that but I definitely can dream about that.””With me?” How was she so bold sometimes, he wondered. “Of course Miss. We promised that way.” Suddenly, she dropped her head a bit, looking down. “Can I dream about you too?” His eyes widened. Where did that question came from? In answer to his disbelief, she continued. “Zen said tonight that no one will come to save me, but that’s not true.” Her eyes moved to his and stuck there for what if felt like an eternity. “I know you’ll be there. You’re always there.” Obi’s eyes drifted through the night sky. “I can’t save you from everything Miss. Sometimes I even get you in more trouble.” His mind came back to the moment with Umihebi. No, he wasn’t perfect. “I would hit you if you were more close.” “If that’s what you want I can jump over there in a second.” “Don’t say that twice or I’ll have to hit you for real.” In a moment, her bodyguard was supported in her railing, waiting. Her hand lifted until being at his cheek, stroking it. “If that’s a strike I think I’ve being loved all my life Miss.” But then she standed on her tiptoes and placed a subtle kiss in his cheek, between her hand and his lips, almost brushing them. For a moment he thought he would fall from the balcony, recovering balance just in time. He wonder if she could hear his heart, because no doubt anyone could hear it at that moment. “Thanks, Obi. For being here… with me. I-I don’t know what I’ll do without you. And I don’t wanna think about it.” She was blushing. For all the things he believed in, she was really blushing. He didn’t want to know how he looked right now. But, how can he not fight for this? Was this what his subconscious was trying to tell him? That he cannot give up on her, even if it was for his Master? But they were friends, nothing more. They cannot be anything more. She herself told him one day that she’ll follow the path that would lead her to the prince. He wouldn’t be an obstacle. “I’ll be with you until the day you decide you don’t need me anymore Miss. No problem.” “Then, we’ll be together until the end of our days.” 

[lovemissive]

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[lovemissive]

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El día de hoy, celebramos a un chiquito que ha dejado una huella indeleble en mi corazón, a quien llevaré siempre en mi mente y mis recuerdos, quien con su determinación me motiva a seguir adelante para continuar caminando por mismo sendero, tomaditos de las manos. Ese mismo chiquito inquieto que llena mi mundo de alegría y quien con sus manías, a veces me enreda y me hace rabiar, pero con quien nunca podría molestarme.

Mi bebé precioso, el amor de vida, quien me enorgullece todos los días con su energía, sus mañas y la forma tan persistente que tiene para seguir adelante; ¡Feliz cumpleaños! ¿Me permitirías darte un abrazo que dure toda la vida? ¿Me dejarías tomar tus labios y unirlos junto a los míos en una danza eterna? Porque hoy más que nunca me siento feliz de que existas, de conocerte y poder apreciar la personita en la que te has convertido durante todo este tiempo.

Espero que este día el cielo se llene de estrellas y opaquen la oscuridad en tu espacio, pide muchos deseos y cuéntame un par, así podremos volverlos realidad.

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A ti te he de confesar, que a veces me gusta soñar con la idea de que nos conocimos desde antes, que nuestra alma venía en la misma estrella y se separó en dos partes cuando chocó con la tierra, desde entonces ambas partes estuvieron destinadas a encontrarse, conocerse y complementarse.

Uniéndose con un nosotros.

También me gusta el realismo, reconocer que la marea intentó arrastrarnos, que la tormenta nos llegó hasta el cuello y logramos aferrarnos, me gusta acreditarnos por seguir aquí, por trabajar en nosotros y permanecer.

Como dos frutitas que maduraron con el tiempo para ser elegidas y formar parte del mismo plato.

Me gusta que me elijas,

me gusta elegirte,

me gustas tú.

[lovemissive]