You'll never be alone.
:D .... I live?
Anyways, with my slow return, I bring angst. Lots of it. In a DianaxMeg fic, which will be also posted to Goatsisters. Mmmk.
Enjoy.
Title: My Love is like Thorns
Rating: PG
Author: Myself.
Summary: "Why?.. Because.... Your love is mine for the taking. And mine only."
Disclaimer: I do not own Rule of Rose, or any of their sexy characters.
Diana grasped the tiny girl's collar roughly, her nails scraping against the smooth cloth, grasping it tightly, her teeth faintly clenched and her eyebrows furrowed together. Meg sucked in her breath, and stared down into the dirt, trembling now.
She didnt understand why Diana was so angry. All she had did was... She winced as the red head shook her roughly with unspoken anger now. Her hand was even trembling with anger.
"What did she say to you?" Meg choked softly, looking up slowly. She felt her glasses torn away from her face, and flung carelessly to the floor with a slight 'thok'.
"Well?!" Diana snapped at her once more, and shook her again and again, her bright eyes flashing violently. Meg shut her eyes, the darkness felt much more inviting than the blurred image of the girl she adored.
"ANSWER ME!" Her voice was just below a scream, as she finally shook the girl in frustration, before dropping her. Meg kept her eyes closed, as she looked down, breathing heavy.
"She.... She said nothing...." The red head stared blankly at the girl. Meg was crumpled on the floor, her back curved slightly with her eyes shut tightly, her collar messy and unkept. She scoffed. She couldnt explain why she was so angry. Angry that ...Wendy had spoken to her? She scoffed once more, and shut her eyes, pangs of a migraine coming on. She had been violent, quick, irrational lately. So quick to decide what was right, what was wrong, and everything in between. She opened her eyes when she heard the blonde hair'd girl sob. She looked down, only to find Meg looking at her, hands trembling and her legs resting against her chest. Solid tears fell from each eye, one by one, falling into the ground below. Diana looked around their surroundings. They were outside, in the back of the orphanage. She looked back down at the girl, and opened her mouth to say something, but the girl answered first.
"Why... is the Duchess so... upset?" Diana shut her mouth, and licked her dry lips. She didnt know exactly why she became so irritated. So angry that Wendy spoke to her Meg. She practically wheezed when she caught herself, her left eyebrow twitching very slowly. Her.. Meg? That sounded so sweet, it almost made her want to giggle. She slowly bent down to eye level, both knees falling into the dirt.
"Why?.. Because.... Your love is mine for the taking. And mine only." She spoke sharply, grasping the girl's face, and kissing her forehead, her dry lips brushing against the girl's soft forehead.
Meg shut her eyes tightly, tears gone, but her cheeks wet and her eyes red. She reached one hand up to grasp at the red head's sleeve, and buried herself into the girl's body, which was strangely cold, but inviting to her. Diana's eyebrow twitched once more. That's right.. Meg was hers. And only her's. She smirked, and chuckled. How silly of her to forget that, Meg's undying adoration, devotion, and love, was hers. She owned this girl, as much as she owned the girl's love for her. She tenderly stroked the girl's head.
"Dont worry, Ill turn your tears to roses..." She whispered, grinning very slowly as the blonde wrapped both arms around her, tighter and tighter. She lowered her head and kissed the top of the girl's blonde head, and wrapped both arms around the girl, her smile still plastered on her face. This girl will always be hers, and only hers.
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Mainly inspired by the song Im listening to now.
But man, I wish I practiced RoR writing some more.. My Diana is wonky.
Anyways, with my slow return, I bring angst. Lots of it. In a DianaxMeg fic, which will be also posted to Goatsisters. Mmmk.
Enjoy.
Title: My Love is like Thorns
Rating: PG
Author: Myself.
Summary: "Why?.. Because.... Your love is mine for the taking. And mine only."
Disclaimer: I do not own Rule of Rose, or any of their sexy characters.
Diana grasped the tiny girl's collar roughly, her nails scraping against the smooth cloth, grasping it tightly, her teeth faintly clenched and her eyebrows furrowed together. Meg sucked in her breath, and stared down into the dirt, trembling now.
She didnt understand why Diana was so angry. All she had did was... She winced as the red head shook her roughly with unspoken anger now. Her hand was even trembling with anger.
"What did she say to you?" Meg choked softly, looking up slowly. She felt her glasses torn away from her face, and flung carelessly to the floor with a slight 'thok'.
"Well?!" Diana snapped at her once more, and shook her again and again, her bright eyes flashing violently. Meg shut her eyes, the darkness felt much more inviting than the blurred image of the girl she adored.
"ANSWER ME!" Her voice was just below a scream, as she finally shook the girl in frustration, before dropping her. Meg kept her eyes closed, as she looked down, breathing heavy.
"She.... She said nothing...." The red head stared blankly at the girl. Meg was crumpled on the floor, her back curved slightly with her eyes shut tightly, her collar messy and unkept. She scoffed. She couldnt explain why she was so angry. Angry that ...Wendy had spoken to her? She scoffed once more, and shut her eyes, pangs of a migraine coming on. She had been violent, quick, irrational lately. So quick to decide what was right, what was wrong, and everything in between. She opened her eyes when she heard the blonde hair'd girl sob. She looked down, only to find Meg looking at her, hands trembling and her legs resting against her chest. Solid tears fell from each eye, one by one, falling into the ground below. Diana looked around their surroundings. They were outside, in the back of the orphanage. She looked back down at the girl, and opened her mouth to say something, but the girl answered first.
"Why... is the Duchess so... upset?" Diana shut her mouth, and licked her dry lips. She didnt know exactly why she became so irritated. So angry that Wendy spoke to her Meg. She practically wheezed when she caught herself, her left eyebrow twitching very slowly. Her.. Meg? That sounded so sweet, it almost made her want to giggle. She slowly bent down to eye level, both knees falling into the dirt.
"Why?.. Because.... Your love is mine for the taking. And mine only." She spoke sharply, grasping the girl's face, and kissing her forehead, her dry lips brushing against the girl's soft forehead.
Meg shut her eyes tightly, tears gone, but her cheeks wet and her eyes red. She reached one hand up to grasp at the red head's sleeve, and buried herself into the girl's body, which was strangely cold, but inviting to her. Diana's eyebrow twitched once more. That's right.. Meg was hers. And only her's. She smirked, and chuckled. How silly of her to forget that, Meg's undying adoration, devotion, and love, was hers. She owned this girl, as much as she owned the girl's love for her. She tenderly stroked the girl's head.
"Dont worry, Ill turn your tears to roses..." She whispered, grinning very slowly as the blonde wrapped both arms around her, tighter and tighter. She lowered her head and kissed the top of the girl's blonde head, and wrapped both arms around the girl, her smile still plastered on her face. This girl will always be hers, and only hers.
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Mainly inspired by the song Im listening to now.
But man, I wish I practiced RoR writing some more.. My Diana is wonky.