[FANFIC] [CONTEST] It Should Have Been Me
Title: It Should Have Been Me
Word Count: 294
Rating: G
Pairings: Kira x Cagalli
Theme: Father’s Shadow
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam SEED/Destiny, its characters, or its lovely Princess, Cagalli.
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What’s so special about her, Kira?
She flips her hair, tears falling down her porcelain face, and she throws herself at you, crying of her father’s death. You slowly put your arms around her, surprised, but still sympathetic. You care for her, don’t you?
And now that her father is dead, she can cry and expect you to hold her through her sobs. Why can’t I be like her? Expect someone to be there to comfort me? Expect you to be there to comfort me?
Would you do the same for me, Kira? If I came to you and muttered “My father is dead…” and then threw myself at you in tears? Would you catch me the same way, and slowly embrace me, telling me it would be okay in a loving and soft voice?
My father’s dead too. He’s the same as hers: a shadow. So why can’t I cry my eyes out and expect a hug from a boy? It doesn’t matter that he wasn’t really my father. I loved him more then any other man that could have raised me.
Can you comfort her because you like her more then me?
Is it because it isn’t awkward for you to hold her?
Is it because I’m too “tough” to reach out to you?
Or is it because I’m your sister?
Is it because I’m your sister, and you would feel weird touching me, holding me, and comforting me as though we were lovers? As though you were interested in me? As though you actually wanted me closer to you? Would it frighten you? Would it scare you until you shook?
It should have been me up there.
But it isn’t.
Cause you won’t let it.
You won’t let it be me.
Word Count: 294
Rating: G
Pairings: Kira x Cagalli
Theme: Father’s Shadow
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam SEED/Destiny, its characters, or its lovely Princess, Cagalli.
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What’s so special about her, Kira?
She flips her hair, tears falling down her porcelain face, and she throws herself at you, crying of her father’s death. You slowly put your arms around her, surprised, but still sympathetic. You care for her, don’t you?
And now that her father is dead, she can cry and expect you to hold her through her sobs. Why can’t I be like her? Expect someone to be there to comfort me? Expect you to be there to comfort me?
Would you do the same for me, Kira? If I came to you and muttered “My father is dead…” and then threw myself at you in tears? Would you catch me the same way, and slowly embrace me, telling me it would be okay in a loving and soft voice?
My father’s dead too. He’s the same as hers: a shadow. So why can’t I cry my eyes out and expect a hug from a boy? It doesn’t matter that he wasn’t really my father. I loved him more then any other man that could have raised me.
Can you comfort her because you like her more then me?
Is it because it isn’t awkward for you to hold her?
Is it because I’m too “tough” to reach out to you?
Or is it because I’m your sister?
Is it because I’m your sister, and you would feel weird touching me, holding me, and comforting me as though we were lovers? As though you were interested in me? As though you actually wanted me closer to you? Would it frighten you? Would it scare you until you shook?
It should have been me up there.
But it isn’t.
Cause you won’t let it.
You won’t let it be me.