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Post by Rin Tezuka on Jun 27, 2012 16:48:20 GMT -5
The look on the worker's was priceless. It was all the prize I needed. But I say, "I want that lion..." I'd always liked lions. They were brave and strong. And some clever craftsman actually made this one red. "Give me that one, Dai."
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Post by Daisuke Takemitsu on Jun 27, 2012 16:58:39 GMT -5
"Well, you heard the lady!" I said to the worker. "Red lion please!" The worker handed me the lion, which I handed to Rin. "Here ya go Rin! Your very own red lion. I bet he's a king." I rambled off, without any real purpose. "Are you gonna name him?" I asked as I started heading towards the circus exit.
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Post by Rin Tezuka on Jun 27, 2012 17:02:31 GMT -5
I did name that lion. I never told Daisuke what I named him. And... in all honesty, I'm not going to reveal it here, either. Nobody here needs to know what his name is right now. But I followed him a few paces behind, trying to balance the toy on my neck. I was getting sleepy, and standing on my own was sometimes a challenge. "Where are we going now, Dai?"
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Post by Daisuke Takemitsu on Jun 27, 2012 17:18:10 GMT -5
I looked back at the girl with the lion around her neck and smiled. "Why, to watch the sunset of course!" I said, heading out the exit. "We just need to find somewhere to watch from." After that statement, I lost my train of thought as colorful explosions began to erupt against the orange sky. "Whoa, look Rin! My parents told me about this once. Apparently those are called fireworks." I informed her, staring at the sky. "Any ideas on where to go Rin?"
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Post by Rin Tezuka on Jun 27, 2012 17:19:55 GMT -5
I didn't answer. I couldn't answer. The colors were starting to ambush me again, taking control of my consciousness... On the orange, blues and whites and greens exploded... I lost the feeling in my legs and didn't even realize that I'd fallen onto my back and just stared at them. Each one screamed for my attention, for me to memorize this moment.
And I did.
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Post by Daisuke Takemitsu on Jun 27, 2012 17:27:39 GMT -5
"Ok then." I said with a laugh as I fell down right beside her. "Man, the sky is so pretty right now... It almost makes me take back what I said about staying grounded. Almost." I said with another small laugh. Taking out my mandolin, I began to strum on it a bit, checking the sounds. "The only thing we need now is some good music... " I trailed off, as I began to play a deep tune. Something to wrap up the day with. Something I wrote just for Rin. [Didn't actually write this. Ignore the piano lol www.youtube.com/watch?v=noCPVW_dj6c] |
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Post by Rin Tezuka on Jun 27, 2012 17:55:34 GMT -5
"...I love it when you play, Dai..." For a ten-year-old, his musical talents were astounding. But then again, I could sell paintings that I'd done all by myself... I had to close my eyes now. The tune soothed me to where even the colors couldn't attack me. It was now that I wanted to confess my love. I loved Dai...
"...Hey, Daisuke... I wanna tell you somethin'..."
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Post by Daisuke Takemitsu on Jun 28, 2012 14:25:18 GMT -5
"Actually, I have something I want to tell you too." I paused and glanced in her direction, making sure that she was awake. "It's been something I've been wanting to tell you actually..." I trailed off, worried about how she might react. "You see... I guess what i'm trying to say is..." Come on stupid, be strong! Tell her tell her do it! And then I manned up. Putting away my mandolin and sitting up, I looked into her glorious green eyes. "Alright, look, since I've met you, I've been amazed by you. Everything you say and everything you do astounds me. Rin, I have wanted to say this to you since the minute we became friends." I paused for a minute, to consider my next words carefully. Deciding it's better to be blunt as usual, I stood up and lifted her out of her relaxed position. Holding her sleeves as if they were her hands, I took a deep breath before making another noise. "I lo-" "There! There he is! With that stray cripple that he loafs around with!" Stopping mid-word, I stared at the gigantic man who was know rushing towards me like a comet. "I remember distinctly forbidding you from meeting with this little bitch!" My Father's words stung more than his fist did when it struck me. "And this stupid instrument... I told you to stop paying with it!" He snatched my Mandolin off of my back and smashed it on the ground. "N-no!" I cried out as I flung myself to the ground in an attempt to pick up the pieces. "Stupid ungrateful brat!" Was all I heard as he kicked me across the cold metallic ground. "Rin... Rin painted this mandolin for me! You bastard!" I got up and charged at my Father, ready to attack. "You're funny!" He replied, with a swift uppercut that lifted me into the air. He grabbed me by the front of my shirt and began to walk away. "Now come along quietly, we're sneaking back into Roccia." My throat burned, and I could barely speak, but I was able to manage one final call. "Rin... I'll come back for you! I promise..."
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Post by Rin Tezuka on Jun 28, 2012 14:52:18 GMT -5
And that was the first time I ever cried for sorrow. For anything, really... I had collapsed on the ground and stayed there for almost a week. A few strangers came to give me water, and occasionally food... I really only took what I needed. My body rejected most of it, anyway.
When I finally decided to move, I went to my alleyway. My favorite one, anyway. For the next year, I painted. I always painted. It was no longer a desire, but a necessity. By the end of the year, the entire alleyway was my heart. On one half... the sunset carnival. Everything I could remember. The fried dough, the merry-go-round, the Ferris wheel... And even the fireworks.
I really do like fireworks, even though looking at them makes me feel really sad, I think. It's like they want you to look at them so bad so they are real loud and bright. But when someone looks, they're already gone... It's almost like they were never there...
Just like Daisuke. Speaking of... that's what the other wall was. Him, at his best. His smiles... His laughter. I remember it all even today. Sometimes I painted the red lion with his face. But there was not a single missed spot on these walls...
And at the dead-end wall... I painted inside of the Ferris wheel cart. With him laughing and holding his arm around me....
To this day, I re-paint all of this. I make sure it's fresh, all the time... For Daisuke... He's the only reason I cry. I loved him... No, I still do. I always will... He's always been my Knight. You Lunars may have your own Knights like me and 'Guo... But Daisuke will always be mine. He was the one human I've ever connected with. And people... People are like jellyfish to me. They're confusing.
Daisuke is the reason I'm leaving. For Roccia. I don't really care about the Lunar Spirits or any of that. Whatever he's doing, I'm going to take him away. And we can go to the carnival again... and he can play his manolin... and... and...
And maybe I can learn to be happy again...
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