True Feelings-KandaxLenalee
Kanda fights with Lenalee and leaves for a mission soon after the fight. Lenalee spends most of it trying to figure out her feelings about Kanda. He's just her friend. But is that what she tells herself to suppress her true feelings? Is who she thinks she wants really who she wants?
"What do you care?!" Kanda shouted back his eyes narrowed and teeth gritted. Lenalee scowled back.
"Because you're my friend and I don't want you hurt!" She shouted back.
"It doesn't matter if I get hurt! I can take care of myself!" He shouted back.
"No you can't! Don't be so proud!" She shouted back. "You can't do everything by yourself! You can't go through life alone!"
"I can and I will!" Kanda shouted back. The words felt like daggers to her. They stung like a burn. But before she could so much as even say his name he was gone in a flash. Lenalee swallowed her feelings and tears and left silently. That night she didn't sleep. She could still hear his words echoed in her head over and over. She had her body tangled in the sheets and her hair tangled in with it. When morning dawned she woke in a daze and slowly opened her eyes. The room was filled with a bright light as if to mock her mood. She turned over and felt her short night dress stick to her curves. She was covered in sweat. Her hair was damp with sweat to. It seemed longer than usual running down her back. Then she slowly recalled the events of the day before. She didn't feel any sadness. She felt disappointment and anger. She sighed and pushed the sheets and covers aside. She grabbed a clean change of clothes and darted to the shower. There she could let her troubles evaporate with the steam from the water.
Lenalee returned to her room very late that night. She was laying in the covers wide awake yet again. She heard creaking from upper levels and unexplainable crashes. Her bed felt as cold and numb as she did. She woke up the next morning dizzy. She felt something dried on her checks. Tears. She had cried in her sleep again. Why did she care so much? Even when she fought with her brother she didn't feel this much pain. She knew deep within her she was fighting a feeling she didn't want to let out.
Later on that day Kanda came back. They stood stock still a few feet apart in the empty hallway. Their eye's did not meet and they didn't even look at each other. Lenalee mumbled something. Kanda's eyes widened when she said it. He moved toward her and his lips brushed against her ear like a summer wind. "Don't be sorry." He said. Lenalee watched him go with her hand absientmidnly pressed to her heart. She gave a start as she realized what her true feelings were. She watched him disappear down the long hallway his long ponytail swishing as he went.
"What do you care?!" Kanda shouted back his eyes narrowed and teeth gritted. Lenalee scowled back.
"Because you're my friend and I don't want you hurt!" She shouted back.
"It doesn't matter if I get hurt! I can take care of myself!" He shouted back.
"No you can't! Don't be so proud!" She shouted back. "You can't do everything by yourself! You can't go through life alone!"
"I can and I will!" Kanda shouted back. The words felt like daggers to her. They stung like a burn. But before she could so much as even say his name he was gone in a flash. Lenalee swallowed her feelings and tears and left silently. That night she didn't sleep. She could still hear his words echoed in her head over and over. She had her body tangled in the sheets and her hair tangled in with it. When morning dawned she woke in a daze and slowly opened her eyes. The room was filled with a bright light as if to mock her mood. She turned over and felt her short night dress stick to her curves. She was covered in sweat. Her hair was damp with sweat to. It seemed longer than usual running down her back. Then she slowly recalled the events of the day before. She didn't feel any sadness. She felt disappointment and anger. She sighed and pushed the sheets and covers aside. She grabbed a clean change of clothes and darted to the shower. There she could let her troubles evaporate with the steam from the water.
Lenalee returned to her room very late that night. She was laying in the covers wide awake yet again. She heard creaking from upper levels and unexplainable crashes. Her bed felt as cold and numb as she did. She woke up the next morning dizzy. She felt something dried on her checks. Tears. She had cried in her sleep again. Why did she care so much? Even when she fought with her brother she didn't feel this much pain. She knew deep within her she was fighting a feeling she didn't want to let out.
Later on that day Kanda came back. They stood stock still a few feet apart in the empty hallway. Their eye's did not meet and they didn't even look at each other. Lenalee mumbled something. Kanda's eyes widened when she said it. He moved toward her and his lips brushed against her ear like a summer wind. "Don't be sorry." He said. Lenalee watched him go with her hand absientmidnly pressed to her heart. She gave a start as she realized what her true feelings were. She watched him disappear down the long hallway his long ponytail swishing as he went.