#creatuve writing

“Dora?”

She dropped her hand and turned. “Aldryn.”

"What's going on?" he asked. He stood there, one hand in his pocket and the other tugging at a lock of his hair, his eyes tracking her as she swallowed down a wave of guilt. 

"What are you doing here?" she asked instead. She shoved her hands into her pockets. "You're not meant to be in here."

A lie, of course. The owner didn’t care that he was only seventeen - she’d been coming here herself since she was far younger, after all - and wouldn’t care that so many people in here would hurt him. Had hurt him. She didn’t dwell on that, though, and reached out to take Aldryn’s arm. 

“Outside. Let’s go.”

He gave a defeated sort of sigh and rolled his eyes at her, but didn’t resist when she pushed him toward the door. She cast a glance back at Kip, who was still blubbering over his broken nose, and then walked outside. 

“You don’t have to do that, you know,” Aldryn said. He looked over her, and she shrugged. “I’m serious. I can handle myself.”

“Ryn,” she said softly. “Kid. It is far too dangerous in there.”

“Then why are you always in there?”

“That’s different.”

“It’s not. I’ll be fine Dora, really. I promise.” He gave her a wide smile, blond hair falling over his face. He was eager - far too eager for his own good - and determined, wanted in on everything going on. It would only get him hurt, and she couldn’t have that. 

Not again, something echoed in her mind. She pushed it away.

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Just a little piece to show a bit about how much Dora loves Aldryn / the way she shows it. She's basically adopted him at this point tbh

nakittsura ni hachi (A Bee Sting in a Crying Face)

Nothing was worse than the smell of oxidizing iron, a scent that seemed to fill and consume every scent around it. The gentle fragrance of the cherry blossoms, gone, the fresh smell of crisp river water, gone, the very cologne he had sprayed on earlier, it was all taken by the smell of blood. Blood that slid over the roots of the trees and kissed the river, leaving pink to be brushed away by the moving current. The blood seemed unmatched by anything else in the surrounding area.

It hurt, the blood leaving his body, the multiple inflections on his body. He was certain his legs were gone, a good portion of his right arm along with his left shoulder. He was soaked in his own blood but unable to do anything to stop the endless flow. It hurt. Dragons had torn into his flash and bone alike, their blue spectral forms twisting and curling around him ripping into him with cold energy that still burned as limbs were pulled from his form. Now he lay, his hazel eyes staring blankly up at the dusk sky , sakura blossoms painting the sky like tiny stars. Pink blossoms twinkling before him their bloom cycle so short, some had already began falling around him like tears.

竜神の剣を喰らえ！ ( Ryūjin no ken wo kurae!)

( Taste the Blade of my Dragon spirit)

“Genji darling, come here"

“yes mama,” a small raven haired boy emerged from the hall into the sitting room. He found his way to a pillow next to his mother, a raven haired women with hazel eyes like his own, she had warm eyes. A gentle glowing face that held slight lines of age at the curves of her eyes black hair that draped down to her shoulders before tying into a pony tail. A boy similar to the others sat next to her, he had long hair pulled into a pony tail dark brown eyes and a look of respect and wisdom.

Genji on the other hand, held none of this age to him, he was bright and childlike, even at 10 he was a child, playful, not following orders or tradition , doing things at his own speed. Running around and playing with everything and anything he could, the world was it’s own adventure to genji, the only one who supported his childish adventure was his mother.

“how was your day darling?”

“It was good, I visited the koi pond.”

“You always visit the koi pond.”

“now Genji., let genji enjoy his adventure.”

竜が我が敵を喰らう！(Ryū ga waga teki wo kurau!)

(The dragon consumes my enemies!)

How genji missed the simple Joy’s of childhood. They were nicer. Less painful. He bled significantly less back then. His brother hated him significantly less back then. And he had all his limbs back then.

The ravens head rested back into the gathering pool of blood from his various injuries, blood dripping from both corners of his mouth. He gave a small chuckle that came with the cough of blood a blissful smile settling over his soft lips. “ I missed her…” he whispered softly “ I get to see mother… one more time..” his breath grew shallow and the world went dark.

Life gets light

Today is your time

Fragnance of happiness is beautiful

Moments of living is fun

Glow brighter from inside and out

“If you could stop yelling in my ear, I would be able to focus” She snapped to him, wanting this day to be over already. This partnership was not her cup of tea and she thought she would be much faster working on her own.

My one and only, the love of my life, my most precious.

Never could I have wished for anything more anything less anything at all.

Only you.

I fell hard and fast, you’ve done so much for me, I am so grateful.

You mean everything to me I’ll care for you I’ll look after you I’ll protect you.

Only you.

You gave me all I will ever need, the hope and strength and I know anything is possible when we’re together

My one priority is you your happiness your health your trust.

Only you.

today makes 4 months 

120 days 2,880 hours, most of them spent breathing in your ear  but I don’t count the time, the days, the hours, like I should because the time passing doesn’t matter to me when I’m with you  time just stops and 4 months seem like a tiny speck on the  map of infinity but 10 million seconds spent loving you makes it feel like  I’ve known you  my entire life so, 4…