Day 4! I think this is a record for me!
Thank god for 31_days that's all I have to say... i've only gotten a bit more than 2,000 words though -_- so not exactly success, but def not failure! Anyway, here's today's Skip Beat! ficlet. Kyoko-centric introspection about Corn
Fairy Love
So maybe she didn’t hate the idea of love so much any more. After all, she’d been able to film that romance without any fits or tantrums, and while it was true that she didn’t have to play the romantic lead, she was able to be a supporting girlfriend for the heroine and not feel disgruntled about it one bit. She’d been able to understand her character’s joy in knowing that her best friend had found the man of her dreams and that he loved her back. Because it wasn’t important whether she believed in love or not, what mattered was that the couple did and would work together to realize their dreams in each other.
And that’s what she’d been getting wrong this whole time.
She’d always expected that the people she loved shared her dreams of making each other happy. So really, she should have known that someone with as little imagination as Shoutaro wouldn’t even be aware of such ideas, let alone want to realize them. His only dream was to get away from Kyoto and sing his way to fame. His heart just wasn’t big enough for anything else.
Maybe if she really loved him, she would have figured that out.
What she understood now was that it wasn’t Sho she loved, but the idea of him. A beautiful boy with a beautiful voice that every girl swooned over. It wasn’t even that she needed him to look at her. All she dreamed of was being able to look at him forever, if he’d only allowed her that much. But that wasn’t love, was it? In the movie she’d just filmed, love was about recognizing the best parts of yourself through the eyes of another person. Sho’s eyes never looked at her at all.
Now that she thought about it, only one person had ever really looked at her and seen her as she was. He saw her tears and her smiles and cajoled the reasons for them out of her. He listened to every word out of her mouth and understood them. And she did the same, comforting him where she could. That’s what real love looks like, doesn’t it? How sad, that she’d dropped one impossible love for one that was infinitely worse. She loved a fairy prince, it seemed, and one that left her a long time ago. And yet, she felt no anger or grudge against him, no sharp pain in her heart for losing him. Only a soft ache, thinking of what could have been if he’d stayed, wondering if he was happy where he was. Tsuruga-san’s insistent words of consolation had brought her such peace of mind... If only she knew for sure, could see his success for her own eyes, she thought maybe her heart could be whole again.
Fairy Love
So maybe she didn’t hate the idea of love so much any more. After all, she’d been able to film that romance without any fits or tantrums, and while it was true that she didn’t have to play the romantic lead, she was able to be a supporting girlfriend for the heroine and not feel disgruntled about it one bit. She’d been able to understand her character’s joy in knowing that her best friend had found the man of her dreams and that he loved her back. Because it wasn’t important whether she believed in love or not, what mattered was that the couple did and would work together to realize their dreams in each other.
And that’s what she’d been getting wrong this whole time.
She’d always expected that the people she loved shared her dreams of making each other happy. So really, she should have known that someone with as little imagination as Shoutaro wouldn’t even be aware of such ideas, let alone want to realize them. His only dream was to get away from Kyoto and sing his way to fame. His heart just wasn’t big enough for anything else.
Maybe if she really loved him, she would have figured that out.
What she understood now was that it wasn’t Sho she loved, but the idea of him. A beautiful boy with a beautiful voice that every girl swooned over. It wasn’t even that she needed him to look at her. All she dreamed of was being able to look at him forever, if he’d only allowed her that much. But that wasn’t love, was it? In the movie she’d just filmed, love was about recognizing the best parts of yourself through the eyes of another person. Sho’s eyes never looked at her at all.
Now that she thought about it, only one person had ever really looked at her and seen her as she was. He saw her tears and her smiles and cajoled the reasons for them out of her. He listened to every word out of her mouth and understood them. And she did the same, comforting him where she could. That’s what real love looks like, doesn’t it? How sad, that she’d dropped one impossible love for one that was infinitely worse. She loved a fairy prince, it seemed, and one that left her a long time ago. And yet, she felt no anger or grudge against him, no sharp pain in her heart for losing him. Only a soft ache, thinking of what could have been if he’d stayed, wondering if he was happy where he was. Tsuruga-san’s insistent words of consolation had brought her such peace of mind... If only she knew for sure, could see his success for her own eyes, she thought maybe her heart could be whole again.