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[Nov 6th][Skip Beat!]I'm not Moving
Title: I'm Not Moving
Day/Theme: November 6th/This night thy soul may be required of thee
Series: Skip Beat!
Character/Pairing: Kyoko/Corn, Ren/Kyoko
Rating: K+
AN: A continuation of my post from Nov. 4th. This was partly inspired by the song "The Man Who Can't Be Moved" by The Script
“The president is letting me graduate from the LoveMe section.” She took a deep breath and let the statement wash over him. “I figured something out recently. I was never really in love with Sho.” He looked confused at that statement, but let her continue without interrupting. “I settled for him, because he was nearby or because he indulged me every now and then or because it made his parents happy to know I’d marry him someday. But I never really loved him. He was always just a place-holder, a substitute.” She paused and looked down at her hands smiling softly.
“A substitute for who?” He finally asked.
“You might not believe me when I tell you.” She looked up and smiled wider. “You might think it’s stupid,” she whispered and the smile faded from her face. Her hand fumbled in her pocket for a moment. “I’m in love with the person who gave me this.” She lifted up the blue-violet stone and let it sparkle. “You know who I mean, don’t you?” He looked stricken at her words, stepping away as she brandished the jewel.
“But he’s gone,” the words seemed to have taken great force to be released from his lips. “He’s never going to be able to come back.” Why did he sound so desperate as he said it? Could it be he was concerned for her? No, it was more likely that he thought her silly for loving someone she hadn’t seen in years and probably never would again.
“It doesn’t matter. Now that I know, I’m never going to settle ever again. Even if I can’t have Corn by my side, I don’t need anyone who is less than him.” She clenched the stone in her fist. “He cared about me. I know he did. He-” the expression on his face stopped the words in her throat. It was so sad, she felt like crying at the sight of it.
“He did. He definitely still does.” That soft smile took over his mouth, looking so fragile against the mysterious sorrow in his eyes. He looked away from her, turning his head to the side. “What if he isn’t--if he didn’t grow up to be who you thought he’d be? If--that guy--was right about him.”
“But you--” Kyoko’s eyes widened. Hadn’t it been he who had insisted that Corn had grown up wonderfully? Why was he saying this now? “I’d probably cry,” he grimaced and clenched his fist,”but I wouldn’t stop loving him.” His head whipped back to look at her, fingers loosening and eyes wide. “Because I know, if he had seen me back then, when I thought I’d lost that important emotion, he would have still cared about me and he would have been sad for me, too.” Determination and conviction bubbled up within her. “Nothing that happened while we were apart could make me hate him. And I hope we meet again someday so I can tell him that.”
Day/Theme: November 6th/This night thy soul may be required of thee
Series: Skip Beat!
Character/Pairing: Kyoko/Corn, Ren/Kyoko
Rating: K+
AN: A continuation of my post from Nov. 4th. This was partly inspired by the song "The Man Who Can't Be Moved" by The Script
“The president is letting me graduate from the LoveMe section.” She took a deep breath and let the statement wash over him. “I figured something out recently. I was never really in love with Sho.” He looked confused at that statement, but let her continue without interrupting. “I settled for him, because he was nearby or because he indulged me every now and then or because it made his parents happy to know I’d marry him someday. But I never really loved him. He was always just a place-holder, a substitute.” She paused and looked down at her hands smiling softly.
“A substitute for who?” He finally asked.
“You might not believe me when I tell you.” She looked up and smiled wider. “You might think it’s stupid,” she whispered and the smile faded from her face. Her hand fumbled in her pocket for a moment. “I’m in love with the person who gave me this.” She lifted up the blue-violet stone and let it sparkle. “You know who I mean, don’t you?” He looked stricken at her words, stepping away as she brandished the jewel.
“But he’s gone,” the words seemed to have taken great force to be released from his lips. “He’s never going to be able to come back.” Why did he sound so desperate as he said it? Could it be he was concerned for her? No, it was more likely that he thought her silly for loving someone she hadn’t seen in years and probably never would again.
“It doesn’t matter. Now that I know, I’m never going to settle ever again. Even if I can’t have Corn by my side, I don’t need anyone who is less than him.” She clenched the stone in her fist. “He cared about me. I know he did. He-” the expression on his face stopped the words in her throat. It was so sad, she felt like crying at the sight of it.
“He did. He definitely still does.” That soft smile took over his mouth, looking so fragile against the mysterious sorrow in his eyes. He looked away from her, turning his head to the side. “What if he isn’t--if he didn’t grow up to be who you thought he’d be? If--that guy--was right about him.”
“But you--” Kyoko’s eyes widened. Hadn’t it been he who had insisted that Corn had grown up wonderfully? Why was he saying this now? “I’d probably cry,” he grimaced and clenched his fist,”but I wouldn’t stop loving him.” His head whipped back to look at her, fingers loosening and eyes wide. “Because I know, if he had seen me back then, when I thought I’d lost that important emotion, he would have still cared about me and he would have been sad for me, too.” Determination and conviction bubbled up within her. “Nothing that happened while we were apart could make me hate him. And I hope we meet again someday so I can tell him that.”