


Winter

by EtherealSinger



Category: Zatch Bell
Genre: Angst, Romance
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2007-01-12
Updated: 2007-01-12
Packaged: 2013-11-01 04:48:20
Rating: K+
Chapters: 1
Words: 447
Publisher: www.fanfiction.net
Story URL: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3338072/1/
Author URL: http://www.fanfiction.net/u/553441/EtherealSinger
Summary: ONESHOT. It’s the way of the world to love and be rejected. Onesided SherryBrago.





	Winter

**NOTE: Felt like writing another one-shot. Yaay! This was actually an English class assignment. We had to write about loving and not being loved in return... I came up with this. Obviously, I changed some words and took out the part about the book and such so my teacher could read it without wondering. **

**I'm actually pretty proud of this.**

**BragoSherry, one-sided on Sherry's half.**

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**Winter**

I watch you, knowing you are ignoring me, and silently wonder if you ever really cared. There's something in your deep eyes, perhaps the way they cloud over whenever you experience any sort of vast emotion- they make me want to hide, like a small child.

"Something on your mind?" you ask me, noticing the fact I was staring holes in you. I shake my head, and try to conceal my blush by turning the other way.

"Nothing in particular," I whisper, running my fingers across the cold, frosted window of the limo, glad there was a wall sperating us from the driver, my butler Jii.

"Whatever."

Sighing, I replied hesitantly in a soft tone. "...Sorry if I bothered you."

I had to practically beg you to let me go home from our travels on this cold winter evening, even though I was fully aware you had 'better' things to be doing; preparing yourself for our next battle and whatnot. As I gaze out to the icy streets, my mind wafts away from reality...

Reaching over, I absentmindly place my hand over your black book, the object that bound us together. I notice you stir, knowing you and the book are connected.

Ever since we met, I could sense a strange aura about you- in a phrase, you were stern but benevolent, the presence of someone who might actually accomplish something in life. We were friends, for a time- and then, possibly more. But suddenly, you began to slip away. At first I thought it was a phase… No. Now, later in this battle, I scarcely see any of your more gentle side, longing for your benign presence again.

I fear the munificent man I used to know is lost forever. Even though we might have shared a love, it was turned one-sided, leaving me to wallow in my misery of what we used to have. The more I think about it, the more I slowly progress into odium, disgust of this _thing_ you have become. It might be pointless to loathe, as I realize it will get me nowhere- it is, simply, human nature. You broke my trust, I revoke your presence.

It's the way of the world to love and be rejected.


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