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Post by Noctis Agito on Sept 18, 2010 15:05:37 GMT -5
"I understand.I don't see my parents.I suppose he was there for a while and left where as mine,well they weren't the best.I got raised by nannies and saw them a few nights a year" his face was stone
"They only started caring now"
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Post by Yukiko Oshiro on Sept 19, 2010 21:04:03 GMT -5
Yukiko remained solemn, although her eyes soften up a little at those words. She knew what that felt like... being ignored.
"I know how you feel." The green-eyed teen murmured thoughtfully. "I mean... I guess I've had it pretty well. At least I knew he loved me for a little while..." Yukiko trailed off, unable to properly explain her thoughts. "I suppose I never think that there might be people who have it worse."
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Post by Noctis Agito on Oct 13, 2010 10:50:51 GMT -5
"Yeah most people don't either that or its so bad they don't want to" he mused "Know that is,people should always care"
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Post by Yukiko Oshiro on Oct 14, 2010 20:26:25 GMT -5
Yukiko nodded quietly, one hand tightening around the sketch book she clutched to her chest.
"If everyone cared," she began, only to falter and fall silent. It took another moment of musing before she could finish her thought. "If everyone cared then there wouldn't be much pain in the first place, would there? Then, I supposse, kindness wouldn't seem as significant would it?" Yukiko sighed, her green eyes fimly and thoughtful. "I guess love and suffering, they're like light and shadow. One can't be without the other."
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Post by Noctis Agito on Oct 16, 2010 9:20:36 GMT -5
"I wish that wasn't true" he muttered "I lost most of my feeling's for them after all its hard to keep a bond with people you hardly know"
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Post by Yukiko Oshiro on Oct 21, 2010 19:44:47 GMT -5
Yukiko couldn't help but agree with that statement. These days it felt like she barely knew any of her family anymore, and there really wasn't much of a bond between them. She suppossed she was, family-wise, alone now; having decided to move into the barracks and avoid home. Though it had all been for the better, she suppossed. Now Yukiko was a free spirit, able to go wherever the wind took her.
"Maybe there's a sort of freedom, when you aren't bound to people." She murmured. "Though it's not to say that's always a good thing. Without feeling how will you know if you're really alive?"
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Post by Noctis Agito on Oct 25, 2010 12:11:05 GMT -5
"I like the idea of living like a stray.If there wasn't a ten million price tag on my head I would have done it already" he shrugged
"I hold no feeling towards my family.They obviously wanted my adopted sister more than me.Suppose that's a feeling.Hate"
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Post by Yukiko Oshiro on Oct 28, 2010 15:22:59 GMT -5
"Parents play favorites." She shrugged. "It's the ugly truth." Yukiko rubbed her temples with a sigh. "Both of mine made that perfectly clear, for better or for worse." Her large green eyes darted back over to Noctis. "But I don't think that means I hate them."
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Post by Noctis Agito on Nov 4, 2010 14:54:45 GMT -5
"Yeah I know but what hurt more is that she is their's" he spat
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Post by Yukiko Oshiro on Nov 5, 2010 23:23:10 GMT -5
Yukiko turned away and didn't answer. She could feel the bitter sting behind each and every word. For some reason the green-eyed Ookami felt like she should try to say something supportive or comforting, but what? Normally when this happened with her friends she'd give a helpful hug, but she barely knew this guy.
In the end the green-eyed teen merely ended up brushing her hand over Noctis's. Yukiko flushed and bit once she realized what she'd done and quickly used the same had to quickly tuck her bangs behind one ear, over and over again.
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