Tainted Love (IwaOi Fanfiction)

Tainted Love

Our story was already tainted from the start.

  Through my decision to pay a visit to the forest, dying to have a refreshment from my studies, we met. You found me with a twinkle in your eyes, bewildered as I ask an old tree to make a swing from its branches for me. I never knew that my first contact to a human, is truly a life turning event. That fateful meeting tugged my heart strings, edged me to mirror your wide smile, and pushed me to fled from the castle more frequently to see you again, my first friend.


  Our story is tainted with my lies.


   I lied like I’m breathing, but somehow you were still persistent about the scars that littered my skin. I thought you’d ignore it after some days, and you proved me wrong. You pestered me with worry, and it always made me feel guilty and loved at the same time.

  You saved me that day. As streams of tears fell down to my face and the other kids throwing rocks at my direction, you chose to draw your shield. You chose to be on my side, someone who has a different race of yours. But we never care about that when we’re young. It’s just you and me, as simple as that.


  Our story is tainted with hate.


  As we grow older, our secret base seems to gradually disappear from our occupied mind. As the future king, I am forced to be perfect, to be ready. I believed, at that time, you also have the same fate; you must be busy with trainings as the future knight.

  We’re still foolish in their eyes, young and inexperienced, so they decide our way of life, arranged the stars that draw our fate. I hate it with such hatred -that they say I should have that towards the human- because it made our distance wider.

  I don’t know about you but, you never leave my thoughts.


  Our story is tainted with a war.


  It’s undeniable, unavoidable. Your race and mine -those that you called demons- have hated each other for so many years. The older gave their burning desire to demolish the said monsters to the younger; I believe we both inherited that. Somewhere inside our heart, there’s the burning fire that never goes out for centuries, passed to the generations. Those who let themselves lost, will get burnt; but I believe that the fire never lick us.

  As for me, the day before the big war, I believed that you would do something, just like what I did. Even though my people’s lives are in danger, and the counsellors called me foolish -which is true, indeed- I hold my army’s position in to defensive. Even in the last seconds, I still believed in you. In anxiety, I still hoped that you would end this nightmare, and acquire our happy ever after.


  Our love is tainted with blood of innocents.


  In fact, you didn’t do what I hoped you would. Your army successfully destroyed the wall of my kingdom, and created a havoc. Cutting the horns that difference my race with yours as a trophy, plunder every house that the eyes see, kill anyone with bloody orbs that’s my race uniqueness; I can see everything from my throne room, and yet I didn’t do anything instead of mourn.


  Our story is tainted with my blood.


  I could see fear in your eyes when they told you to chop my head. I could see you hesitantly walk closer to my dragged form on the floor. I could still see the same kid I loved for so long. Hajime, I know it’s you. Even though you betrayed me, I still forgive you, I still accept my defeat in the blind game of love that I made on my own.

  I never knew what you felt for me, even after your sword plunged to my heart. You hold me close when I’m on the brink of death, but you never told me that you love me. It’s okay, I know it’s too good to be true. Just let me remember this as our tainted love story, let it sink as I feel myself getting pulled by the darkness to the unknown land.