Visionary

If you asked Chat he’d respond:

He was her moon, he was her support and strength. She could exist and shine beyond any means even if he wasn’t around. She was the sun, everything revolved around her miraculous. She was strength, courage and love wrapped in one. She was the light of hope and their brightest star. He would be nothing without her.

If you asked Ladybug:

He was her sun, no matter what he always brought out the best of her ability. He gave her constant warmth and protection. He drove out her darkest fears and kept her balanced. It was a lot harder when he wasn’t there. And just like if the sun one day stopped shining the moon would stop along with it. There wasn’t a world to her that could exist without Chat Noir.

Sango sighed as she sat by the the river. The clear blue water shined in the sunlight while the fish swam around, but that did nothing to liven up her mood. It only reminded her of the people she couldn't save. She rested her arms on her knees remembering how Naraku had used her family as a toy for his game. Kohaku.

She thought about the new demon slayer out on his own under Naraku's control. They weren’t supposed to be like this, they were all supposed to return home after the demon was defeated. her hand reached for her heart as it tugged at the thought of her younger brother out there alone. She was going to save him and avenge her village, even if she had to die trying, she would rid the world of Naraku.

She sighed laying her head on her arms watching as the water flowed steadily, crashing small waves into the rocks that peeked out from the river. Birds chirping from the trees above as the day continued to pass her by. She was now traveling with very odd group to hunt the man down and honestly she was surprised they’d allow her to come after she tried to murder the half demon companion, Inuyasha.

He confused her. He was a half demon and should’ve tried to kill her when she fought him. She was an easy target then, but he only dodged her attacks and listened to her plight. He even got the truth for her so that her families deaths wouldn’t be in vain. Who was this Inuyasha? Why did he want to understand her? Why didn’t he let her die there?

She could feel the tears slowly falling down her cheeks and she quickly wiped them away as soon as she heard the soft footsteps walking up to her. She didn't turn to her guest, and continued in her quiet mourning until the footsteps reached her. The sound of shuffling fabric alerted her that they took the spot next to her. Both sat there for awhile watching the sun emit a golden orange and pink hue over the clearing. She was still turned away from the guest, refusing to meet their gaze.

Inuyasha watched the sunset next to the demon slayer, he understood her pain and wished he could say something to help. He knew yelling at her to get better to go kick Naraku's ass wasn't quite the right approach at the moment, or telling her that she was too weak before would get him hit with the large boomerang. He thought back to his own experience with the demon. When Naraku tricked him and Kikyo into attacking each other he’d hated her for decades, only to find out she was attacked by Naraku as him in disguise. Things would have been different for them if it wasn’t for the black haired demon.

Now it only caused him pain to think about how he’d hurt her because he was tricked. She died without knowing the truth and it haunted him now that she walked the earth again hating him. He heard the soft sobs beside him and he continued to look out at the scenery before him. A slight breeze rustled the trees and he knew that he truly wanted revenge for the love that was stolen from him.

She had only been with the group a few days now and they just mostly been letting her recover while they got more supplies. After Naraku killed her family and village, enslaved her brother and tried to get her to kill Inuyasha for him; it was only a matter of time before she broke down. So they just sat there, until the sun disappeared in favor of the moon high in the sky.

"Inuyasha!" A woman's voice call from the other side of the hill they sat on. "It's getting late where could he have gone?"

Sango glanced over, she half expected it to be Kagome who came to comfort her, or even the monk. Yet here he was again, sitting next to her with his eyes closed and arms folded over his chest. Brushing herself off she stood, ready to make her way back to the camp. "Thank you." His ear twitched at the sound, but other than that he didn't move. She gave a soft smile and began walking back leaving him at the river bank by his lonesome.

Inuyasha watched her walk away, taking note of the slight limp in her left leg. She had told them this morning that she was fit and able to begin journeying. He sighed scratching the back of his head knowing that would slow them all down if her leg was still messed up. "Inuyasha!" Kagome called again.

Hayner picked up all the crumpled papers lying on the floor. He frowned at his friend's messy room. He often wondered how the older blonde could find anything in this pig sty. Throwing the few he had away in his empty grocery bag, he reached for a few more off the wood flooring, only to rip one as it got caught under his foot. The blonde threw the others away before picking up that one. Curious as to what the older blonde was doing, Hayner unfolded the crumpled notebook sheet.

"Dear Hayner,

When we were kids, I hated you. From your dirty blonde scraggled hair to your stupid black and white sneakers. We had continuously fought about stupid things, that I mostly started, but I honestly just didn't understand why I kept wanting to fight you. Then junior high happened and yeah puberty was not the best time for us. After years of fighting with you no one seemed notice that I used that as an excuse. As our lives gradually went on we made it to high school. The accident, you were one of the main reasons I got better. My mother had been my world and you helped me ebb away the sorrow of losing her..."  Hayner picked up the other piece of the ripped sheet."I don't know why you had come and visited me or why you asked your mother to come to the Mother/Son day for me. I was sad about that day, but your mother had shown up with that bright smile and those beautiful brown eyes and I thought I could pretend she was my own mother for a little while. When she told me what you had asked her to do, it made me realize why I always wanted be around you and why I fought you when you would hang out with your friends. I was jealous. They had your attention and they earned it so easily, whereas it was hard for me to approach you. I wanted to be with you. Even now with our odd relationship, my feelings haven't changed. I honestly don't know why I even wrote this. "I wanted to confess to you in person, but seeing as you found my love letters nevermind."

Sora reached a hand to the stars that hung above his bed. His eyes were closed, but he knew where the particular star he was reaching for was hanging. He often did this during the night when the nightmares got especially worse. He would reach for that star and his troubles would wash away. Even though his star was a double edged sword. It only reminded him of his star's disappearence later after he was soothed.

Sora's eyes shot open as fingers intertwined with his own. How could he have forgotten his star was no longer out of reach. The brown haired man’s eyes followed their hands as Riku pressed them against his lips. "I'm here, Sora." He whispered against Sora's knuckles. Sora smiled and snuggled into Riku’s warmth. His star had returned and he wouldn’t let go of him again.

Day One: Holding Hands

Holding hands with her always made his heart flutter, especially in moments like this. Golden eyes stared up at him as he curled his finger around her hand. She was his everything. “Kya,”Zuko smiled warmly at his daughter. “My heart.”

Zuko would disappear during his duties to go be with her. His wife would help him clear his agenda, but sometimes he’d just sneak away during them to go see what she was doing. There was only so much time he had in a day and he wanted every moment with her.

He never knew how much this small child would mean to him. Through out Katara’s pregnancy he was as helpful as he could be for her. There were moments where he got scared when he thought about their future as parents. He knew she would be great, but him? His wife knew him so well and often comforted him when he was vulnerable.”You won’t be like Ozai.” Those few words often grounded him and brought him back. That was two years ago and Zuko made sure Kya knew he loved her in anyway he could.

The small hand reached for his face, her tiny fingers grazed against his cheek as he as he leaned into her touch. Kya looked up in wonder as she explored his features. Her hands touched the tender skin of his scar and Zuko tensed. Her fingers were gentle this time, probably from watching Katara touch his scar. Her hands moved away, but she continued to stare up at him. Zuko smiled again at her. He loved her more than anything in this world. He would do everything he could to protect her. “My beautiful Kya,” He kissed her forehead and her eyes closed. “My world.” Those golden eyes opened looking at him again and the warmth in his heart spread.

Tear stared at the sleeping young man. He was so peaceful when he slept, she watched as his breathing slowed. His bright red locks framed his young face. He definitely had changed from Akzeriuth. Months had passed since then and their relationship had definitely changed. Tear turned the opposite direction on the bed so she no longer faced him. They didn’t often share rooms while on their journey, but this was one of the few times they did.

Luke yawned as he felt the bed shift, he reached over expecting to feel the warmth of his companion only to feel the blanket. He frowned and kept searching until he found her waist. He pulled her close against his chest and breathed out a sigh of relief. She was awkward when it came to affection, but Luke was okay with showering her in it. She relaxed and gave a small smile as he wove his fingers into hers laying them against her stomach.

They laid there for a few minutes before he could hear Tear doze off. Luke played with the hair that rested on her cheek, these were some of his favorite moments. He was happy they were becoming more frequent as their journey continued, although the closer they got the more he feared it would be harder to let her go. Tear shifted her body till her cheek rested against his chest. Her hair was everywhere and her mouth was slightly parted due to being so close. He smiled at her vulnerability around him. This always brought warmth to his heart, she was always on guard with everyone and it took forever for her to let go around him.