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[August 9] [Paradise Kiss] Blue Butterfly
Title: Blue Butterfly
Day/Theme: August 9th/Anno mirabilis (Year of Wonders)
Series: Paradise Kiss
Character: Caroline
Rating: G
Once upon a time, Yukari knew where her life was going. She had her friends. She had a crush on a boy she would never really get to know. She would take her exams. She wouldn't do too badly, but not too well, either. She would get into a nice school, and meet a nice guy, and get married, and be a nice wife. She would have a wonderful son who she would raise to be a wonderful man, and she would take care of him and her husband, and that would be her life. That was the way life was. Not just for her - that was everybody's life. That was the world, cleanly defined in shades of grey.
A year later, a girl whose name was either Yukari or Caroline - she wasn't always sure which - saw the world in blue. Shining flowers picked out in glimmering beads, catching the light like teardrops.
She'd thought, for a while, the story of her life would be a tragedy.
Deep red, trimmed with lace and brocade.
A rich story, filled with passion as all good tragedies were, but also with heartache. The greatest love story of all time was Romeo and Juliet, wasn't it?
Plaid trim. Purple corset. Puffed sleeves in bubblegum pink.
There were bright spots in the tragedy. The shoulders she cried on. The friends she made - true friends, not the people she took to the mall or the movies or complained about classes with, but people she would run halfway across the world to help, if they needed it.
But they didn't need it. They were strong enough to stand on their own.
They were strong enough to let her stand on her own, too.
A single, shining butterfly.
And then the girl who was both Yukari and Caroline saw nothing but a blur of colors, one running into the other, as tears obscured her vision and her breath caught in her throat. Her life wasn't certain at all. But it wasn't a tragedy. Nothing so wondrous could be a tragedy. It was a miracle built out of brilliant colors scattered across a canvas of grey.
And if she'd felt loss, that only gave her that much more reason to cherish the beautiful patterns that were left in its wake.
Day/Theme: August 9th/Anno mirabilis (Year of Wonders)
Series: Paradise Kiss
Character: Caroline
Rating: G
Once upon a time, Yukari knew where her life was going. She had her friends. She had a crush on a boy she would never really get to know. She would take her exams. She wouldn't do too badly, but not too well, either. She would get into a nice school, and meet a nice guy, and get married, and be a nice wife. She would have a wonderful son who she would raise to be a wonderful man, and she would take care of him and her husband, and that would be her life. That was the way life was. Not just for her - that was everybody's life. That was the world, cleanly defined in shades of grey.
A year later, a girl whose name was either Yukari or Caroline - she wasn't always sure which - saw the world in blue. Shining flowers picked out in glimmering beads, catching the light like teardrops.
She'd thought, for a while, the story of her life would be a tragedy.
Deep red, trimmed with lace and brocade.
A rich story, filled with passion as all good tragedies were, but also with heartache. The greatest love story of all time was Romeo and Juliet, wasn't it?
Plaid trim. Purple corset. Puffed sleeves in bubblegum pink.
There were bright spots in the tragedy. The shoulders she cried on. The friends she made - true friends, not the people she took to the mall or the movies or complained about classes with, but people she would run halfway across the world to help, if they needed it.
But they didn't need it. They were strong enough to stand on their own.
They were strong enough to let her stand on her own, too.
A single, shining butterfly.
And then the girl who was both Yukari and Caroline saw nothing but a blur of colors, one running into the other, as tears obscured her vision and her breath caught in her throat. Her life wasn't certain at all. But it wasn't a tragedy. Nothing so wondrous could be a tragedy. It was a miracle built out of brilliant colors scattered across a canvas of grey.
And if she'd felt loss, that only gave her that much more reason to cherish the beautiful patterns that were left in its wake.