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kh_drabbleChallenge - Tough Love
Title - Rejection
Word Count - 204
Other - Well... I'm newbie material when it comes to writing angst. Also, it may be a little confusing... or maybe not. >< My sincerest apologizes.
There once was a boy who used to love his friends.
‘No…’ thought a cuddled form. ‘Love is too strong of a word…’
He now rests within Pongo and Perdy’s home. He didn’t mind the one hundred and one Dalmatians. In fact, they happily accepted him with slobber kisses and delighted yelps.
Sora hugged his legs tighter to himself. ‘I only thought… I thought love was a special kind of like… he’s special…’
A well-known keyblade wielder and protector was his laborious title. Liked and admired by many, he was. Unknown to everyone was a deep secret…
‘Riku… you’ll still have my back, won’t you?’ Sora helplessly unleashed a single tear.
He fell in love with a misguided friend. So ecstatic with the newfound feeling did he blurb about it constantly. What the hero did not know was same gendered relationships were an abomination. Traverse Town residence did not accept such foreign interactions.
‘Donald… Goofy… everyone…’ Tears turned into sobs at this point. ‘Why?’
His comrades were easily influenced by this rule. They soon stopped talking to him, unless battle called for contact with the keyblade master. Slowly, day-by-day, he became just a distant name: Sora.
‘WHY?’
Soon, the puppies cried with their guest.
Title - Rejection
Word Count - 204
Other - Well... I'm newbie material when it comes to writing angst. Also, it may be a little confusing... or maybe not. >< My sincerest apologizes.
There once was a boy who used to love his friends.
‘No…’ thought a cuddled form. ‘Love is too strong of a word…’
He now rests within Pongo and Perdy’s home. He didn’t mind the one hundred and one Dalmatians. In fact, they happily accepted him with slobber kisses and delighted yelps.
Sora hugged his legs tighter to himself. ‘I only thought… I thought love was a special kind of like… he’s special…’
A well-known keyblade wielder and protector was his laborious title. Liked and admired by many, he was. Unknown to everyone was a deep secret…
‘Riku… you’ll still have my back, won’t you?’ Sora helplessly unleashed a single tear.
He fell in love with a misguided friend. So ecstatic with the newfound feeling did he blurb about it constantly. What the hero did not know was same gendered relationships were an abomination. Traverse Town residence did not accept such foreign interactions.
‘Donald… Goofy… everyone…’ Tears turned into sobs at this point. ‘Why?’
His comrades were easily influenced by this rule. They soon stopped talking to him, unless battle called for contact with the keyblade master. Slowly, day-by-day, he became just a distant name: Sora.
‘WHY?’
Soon, the puppies cried with their guest.
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Date: 2005-10-13 09:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-10-13 09:24 pm (UTC)Why thank-you. :] The Dalmatians are always left in the dark... T_T; Poor dudes.