11 Reasons Why This Love is Plausible
[11 Reasons General theme] 11 Reasons Why This Love is Plausible
[Fandom] Final Fantasy IV
[Character/s or Pairing] Cecil/Kain
[Rating] G
[Warnings/Disclaimers] None
[Summary] A collection of drabbles, edited to create one story so it flows together better. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. ^_^
{one} fingers; They are slender, long, and very dexterous. They have to be, in order to wield that enormous spear of his. I can’t stop looking at them, I can’t stop imagining what they would feel like on my skin. I imagine they would be warm... would I be burned by them, perhaps? Or would I feel delicious shivers run down my spine at their touch. My mind begins to race-I cannot help myself!-and suddenly, an utterly carnal image of those fingers doing wonderful things elsewhere on my body takes presence in my mind. But, it is only an image. Were it to come true, my breath would probably stop. And thus begins my descent into madness...
-Cecil
{two} hair; His hair shines like no other. It’s true. It is beautiful; ethereal even… almost as if the strands themselves were dipped in moonlight. It is of an ivory color, and soft to the touch. I know, because I have experienced the pleasure of touching it. But he will never know. He will never know how my fingers have lingered there, how my hands have caressed and stroked the pale white strands as one would a lover. In sleep, he is almost angelic. It is a dangerous way to be. It is dangerous to tempt me so. It is almost enough to drive one mad...
-Kain
{three} pessimistic; Some days he is missing. I often wonder where he wanders off to, and what runs through his mind at these given times. He is a fairly private man, and secrecy is everything to him. The fact that he does not share certain things with me is a bit off-putting... but, it is who he is. He is one who does not see the world as I do. In that respect we are very different. He prefers to see the negativity in everyday life. I see the beauty... but one day, perhaps, he will see it too.
-Cecil
{four} mischievous; He is more mischievous than I give him credit for. Very few ever see that side of him. Very few, except me. Clad in armor, he bears no smile, nor does his expression portray any sense of happiness. It is as if he becomes another man, one who sheds his true self when the dark armor is donned. But once it comes off... Today he came up behind me, and wrapped his arms around me in an almost loving embrace. I could swear I stopped breathing for just a moment. And then… a cold sensation crept down my back, causing me to hiss, more in surprise rather than pain. He had dropped a few clumps of snow left over from last nights snowfall down the back of my tunic. I’ve yet to pay him back for it. I've been known to have a very vindictive nature. Perhaps someday soon...
-Kain
{five} poem; My breath catches every time you look my way. It shames me that I react the way I do. I start to stumble over my words, and nothing I say makes any sense. Why do you do that to me? When I look at you, I see something I cannot have. But it ignites my passion like nothing else. I both hate and love you at the same time. How is that possible? In only a matter of seconds, I remember all the good things, all the bad things… The things that made me smile in the past, and the things that made me narrow my eyes at you in anger. It is an odd mixture of feelings, and yet we are two pieces of a puzzle. Two strands of poetry strung together by fate. We are two halves of a whole, but neither one is complete. It may one day be complete. I await that day, may it take however long-I will still be here waiting. Waiting, for you.
-Cecil
{six} weather; His smile paralyzes me. Some days I am able to handle it. But on days like today, when it is blue overhead and there is naught a cloud anywhere to see, it captivates me, and I am unable to think. I am unable to think of anything other than how beautiful the sky is today, and how well it compliments his powder blue eyes. It’s unfortunate that we have so much to do and so little time to do it. I rarely see him these days. But blue sky cannot last forever, and soon, very soon, snow will fall once more... When that day comes, I’ll be here waiting. Our place. The place beneath the tree by the lake. I’ll be here...
-Kain
{seven} envy; Is it so wrong of me to want for something I cannot have? I fear the answer to that question. Perhaps it is better left unanswered. I have longed for you for many years. I make no secret of it in these hidden letters I write to no one. I wish to embrace you. I wish to kiss you and make it last forever. We are comrades-in-arms, yes, but I want it to be more. Will it ever be? Can it ever be anything more than the caring you show me as a friend? I want to declare my feelings, but I cannot. I fear I will lose you. And so I will keep my silence. This way I can be with you, even if it is only as a friend. I will carry this secret with me. Until the day I die.
-Cecil
{eight} pride; My troubles are my own. I had made that clear, from the start of our friendship. But the funny thing about it... were the burdens we shared. Ever has Cecil come to me with questions, with concerns. He would look upon me with those eyes, begging for answers. How could I turn him away, when those crystal blue eyes probe mine so intently? He is so strong, at times. Other days, he is so vulnerable. So weak. I cannot share that weakness. I refuse to. Never would I wish for him to deal with my pain. Because my troubles are my own. This pride of mine chains me. And so I stay alone.
-Kain
{nine} dazed; I wish I weren’t so absentminded. If I were more aware of my actions, I would have realized that the things I said to you today were beyond hurtful. Resentful even. I have never resented you, or the path you‘ve taken. You choose to walk the path of dragons. A noble path. Your father’s path. I walk the line of darkness and insanity. Both will swallow me up in the long run, I know this. Already the madness is taking hold me. They said the path I chose would lead me to honor and glory. Do you know what I had to do today? I had to kill in the Kings name. Where is the honor in that?! There is no honor, no glory. I am left with guilt and remorse, something which you will never understand, dear friend. How dare you try to make me feel better! In my infuriation, I said these words to you: ‘I have something to confess, Kain...’ to which you looked very surprised-was that a brief glimpse of anxiety I saw flit across your features? ‘I desire you... to leave me alone. Just leave me be!’ How cruelly I said it, and how heart wrenching it was to see your expression fall, and to hear you said very quietly as you walked away:
‘As you wish, Cecil.’
Oh gods, what have I done...?
-Cecil
{ten} fly; I very nearly died today. I'm not even sure how it happened. I was training myself to become a better Dragoon, and became careless. I miscalculated one of my leaps and suddenly found myself crashing and tumbling down a cliff. It was even more embarrassing that I survived it. Down, down I fell, until eventually I reached the bottom, where I lost consciousness. When I eventually awoke, he was leaning over me, saying something... but I do not know what. I blacked out again. Later, when I came to my senses, I was lying in a bed. Not my own, but Cecil's. He was asleep in a chair, arms crossed, head lowered. I remember being surprised. I am not light by any means, so for him to carry me here must have been quite a sight. Too bad I didn’t see it. But, still... I had thought he was still upset at me, never wished to see me again. I am perplexed, but... grateful...
-Kain
{eleven} storm; It is raining-hard. I am soaked to the bone, and yet I remain standing here, waiting. For what, I don’t know. The wind rushes across the lake, causing the water to lash out against my bare feet. Leaves scatter high above me, and the tree creaks as it’s roots are slowly being torn out from where they desperately clutch at the earth. My hair is plastered to my face, but I make no motion to brush the strands away from my eyes, because… someone does it for me. As I whip around, startled, I catch a glimpse of blond hair, and then something grabs at my wrist and clutches it tightly, preventing me from escaping. Not that I want to. You are yelling at me. I’m not sure what’s being said, because the wind howls overhead and it is loud, but... are you angry? Good. You should be. I said such things to you... but... how can you look at me with those eyes so devoid of fury? I don’t understand it. I cannot speak. The only thing I am capable of doing right now is closing my own eyes. It’s so cold. I’m only vaguely aware now that I am standing in the middle of a rainstorm. I shiver. But, it feels like you are wrapping your arms around me now. I don’t understand... but it seems like I am not meant to. You are whispering something to me now. Idiot? Me? Yes, perhaps...
I know. I know you’ve been waiting for me here, too. Under this tree, beside the lake. You can’t say the words, but I feel them too. I actually voice them out aloud, albeit shakily, fearfully. ‘I have something to confess, Kain...’ Your entire body stills, and I can feel you holding your breath. I press my face against your neck, and say very softly, very simply, ‘I desire you.’ How modestly I said that, with something akin to a mischievous smile as I dared to glance up at you, and how heart warming it was to see your expression soar, and to hear you say very quietly as you held me even tighter:
‘As you wish, Cecil.’
No matter what tomorrow will bring, no matter what trials lay ahead, there is only one absolute truth, one which I will hold in my heart for the rest of my life.
"I love you."
-Cecil
1. Human Anatomy 1
¤ Fingers
2. Human Anatomy 2
¤ Hair
3. Moods & Temperaments 1
¤ Pessimistic
4. Moods & Temperaments 2
¤ Mischievous
5. Favorites 1
¤ Poem
6. Favorites 2
¤ Weather
7. Sin & virtue 1
¤ Envy
8. Sin & virtue 2
¤ Pride
9. Act & Behaviour 1
¤ Dazed
10. Act & Behaviour 2
¤ Fly
11. Wild Card
¤ Storm
“Inside the heart of each and every one of us there is a longing to be understood by someone who really cares. When a person is understood, he or she can put up with almost anything in the world.”
--Ed Hird
[Fandom] Final Fantasy IV
[Character/s or Pairing] Cecil/Kain
[Rating] G
[Warnings/Disclaimers] None
[Summary] A collection of drabbles, edited to create one story so it flows together better. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. ^_^
{one} fingers; They are slender, long, and very dexterous. They have to be, in order to wield that enormous spear of his. I can’t stop looking at them, I can’t stop imagining what they would feel like on my skin. I imagine they would be warm... would I be burned by them, perhaps? Or would I feel delicious shivers run down my spine at their touch. My mind begins to race-I cannot help myself!-and suddenly, an utterly carnal image of those fingers doing wonderful things elsewhere on my body takes presence in my mind. But, it is only an image. Were it to come true, my breath would probably stop. And thus begins my descent into madness...
-Cecil
{two} hair; His hair shines like no other. It’s true. It is beautiful; ethereal even… almost as if the strands themselves were dipped in moonlight. It is of an ivory color, and soft to the touch. I know, because I have experienced the pleasure of touching it. But he will never know. He will never know how my fingers have lingered there, how my hands have caressed and stroked the pale white strands as one would a lover. In sleep, he is almost angelic. It is a dangerous way to be. It is dangerous to tempt me so. It is almost enough to drive one mad...
-Kain
{three} pessimistic; Some days he is missing. I often wonder where he wanders off to, and what runs through his mind at these given times. He is a fairly private man, and secrecy is everything to him. The fact that he does not share certain things with me is a bit off-putting... but, it is who he is. He is one who does not see the world as I do. In that respect we are very different. He prefers to see the negativity in everyday life. I see the beauty... but one day, perhaps, he will see it too.
-Cecil
{four} mischievous; He is more mischievous than I give him credit for. Very few ever see that side of him. Very few, except me. Clad in armor, he bears no smile, nor does his expression portray any sense of happiness. It is as if he becomes another man, one who sheds his true self when the dark armor is donned. But once it comes off... Today he came up behind me, and wrapped his arms around me in an almost loving embrace. I could swear I stopped breathing for just a moment. And then… a cold sensation crept down my back, causing me to hiss, more in surprise rather than pain. He had dropped a few clumps of snow left over from last nights snowfall down the back of my tunic. I’ve yet to pay him back for it. I've been known to have a very vindictive nature. Perhaps someday soon...
-Kain
{five} poem; My breath catches every time you look my way. It shames me that I react the way I do. I start to stumble over my words, and nothing I say makes any sense. Why do you do that to me? When I look at you, I see something I cannot have. But it ignites my passion like nothing else. I both hate and love you at the same time. How is that possible? In only a matter of seconds, I remember all the good things, all the bad things… The things that made me smile in the past, and the things that made me narrow my eyes at you in anger. It is an odd mixture of feelings, and yet we are two pieces of a puzzle. Two strands of poetry strung together by fate. We are two halves of a whole, but neither one is complete. It may one day be complete. I await that day, may it take however long-I will still be here waiting. Waiting, for you.
-Cecil
{six} weather; His smile paralyzes me. Some days I am able to handle it. But on days like today, when it is blue overhead and there is naught a cloud anywhere to see, it captivates me, and I am unable to think. I am unable to think of anything other than how beautiful the sky is today, and how well it compliments his powder blue eyes. It’s unfortunate that we have so much to do and so little time to do it. I rarely see him these days. But blue sky cannot last forever, and soon, very soon, snow will fall once more... When that day comes, I’ll be here waiting. Our place. The place beneath the tree by the lake. I’ll be here...
-Kain
{seven} envy; Is it so wrong of me to want for something I cannot have? I fear the answer to that question. Perhaps it is better left unanswered. I have longed for you for many years. I make no secret of it in these hidden letters I write to no one. I wish to embrace you. I wish to kiss you and make it last forever. We are comrades-in-arms, yes, but I want it to be more. Will it ever be? Can it ever be anything more than the caring you show me as a friend? I want to declare my feelings, but I cannot. I fear I will lose you. And so I will keep my silence. This way I can be with you, even if it is only as a friend. I will carry this secret with me. Until the day I die.
-Cecil
{eight} pride; My troubles are my own. I had made that clear, from the start of our friendship. But the funny thing about it... were the burdens we shared. Ever has Cecil come to me with questions, with concerns. He would look upon me with those eyes, begging for answers. How could I turn him away, when those crystal blue eyes probe mine so intently? He is so strong, at times. Other days, he is so vulnerable. So weak. I cannot share that weakness. I refuse to. Never would I wish for him to deal with my pain. Because my troubles are my own. This pride of mine chains me. And so I stay alone.
-Kain
{nine} dazed; I wish I weren’t so absentminded. If I were more aware of my actions, I would have realized that the things I said to you today were beyond hurtful. Resentful even. I have never resented you, or the path you‘ve taken. You choose to walk the path of dragons. A noble path. Your father’s path. I walk the line of darkness and insanity. Both will swallow me up in the long run, I know this. Already the madness is taking hold me. They said the path I chose would lead me to honor and glory. Do you know what I had to do today? I had to kill in the Kings name. Where is the honor in that?! There is no honor, no glory. I am left with guilt and remorse, something which you will never understand, dear friend. How dare you try to make me feel better! In my infuriation, I said these words to you: ‘I have something to confess, Kain...’ to which you looked very surprised-was that a brief glimpse of anxiety I saw flit across your features? ‘I desire you... to leave me alone. Just leave me be!’ How cruelly I said it, and how heart wrenching it was to see your expression fall, and to hear you said very quietly as you walked away:
‘As you wish, Cecil.’
Oh gods, what have I done...?
-Cecil
{ten} fly; I very nearly died today. I'm not even sure how it happened. I was training myself to become a better Dragoon, and became careless. I miscalculated one of my leaps and suddenly found myself crashing and tumbling down a cliff. It was even more embarrassing that I survived it. Down, down I fell, until eventually I reached the bottom, where I lost consciousness. When I eventually awoke, he was leaning over me, saying something... but I do not know what. I blacked out again. Later, when I came to my senses, I was lying in a bed. Not my own, but Cecil's. He was asleep in a chair, arms crossed, head lowered. I remember being surprised. I am not light by any means, so for him to carry me here must have been quite a sight. Too bad I didn’t see it. But, still... I had thought he was still upset at me, never wished to see me again. I am perplexed, but... grateful...
-Kain
{eleven} storm; It is raining-hard. I am soaked to the bone, and yet I remain standing here, waiting. For what, I don’t know. The wind rushes across the lake, causing the water to lash out against my bare feet. Leaves scatter high above me, and the tree creaks as it’s roots are slowly being torn out from where they desperately clutch at the earth. My hair is plastered to my face, but I make no motion to brush the strands away from my eyes, because… someone does it for me. As I whip around, startled, I catch a glimpse of blond hair, and then something grabs at my wrist and clutches it tightly, preventing me from escaping. Not that I want to. You are yelling at me. I’m not sure what’s being said, because the wind howls overhead and it is loud, but... are you angry? Good. You should be. I said such things to you... but... how can you look at me with those eyes so devoid of fury? I don’t understand it. I cannot speak. The only thing I am capable of doing right now is closing my own eyes. It’s so cold. I’m only vaguely aware now that I am standing in the middle of a rainstorm. I shiver. But, it feels like you are wrapping your arms around me now. I don’t understand... but it seems like I am not meant to. You are whispering something to me now. Idiot? Me? Yes, perhaps...
I know. I know you’ve been waiting for me here, too. Under this tree, beside the lake. You can’t say the words, but I feel them too. I actually voice them out aloud, albeit shakily, fearfully. ‘I have something to confess, Kain...’ Your entire body stills, and I can feel you holding your breath. I press my face against your neck, and say very softly, very simply, ‘I desire you.’ How modestly I said that, with something akin to a mischievous smile as I dared to glance up at you, and how heart warming it was to see your expression soar, and to hear you say very quietly as you held me even tighter:
‘As you wish, Cecil.’
No matter what tomorrow will bring, no matter what trials lay ahead, there is only one absolute truth, one which I will hold in my heart for the rest of my life.
"I love you."
-Cecil
1. Human Anatomy 1
¤ Fingers
2. Human Anatomy 2
¤ Hair
3. Moods & Temperaments 1
¤ Pessimistic
4. Moods & Temperaments 2
¤ Mischievous
5. Favorites 1
¤ Poem
6. Favorites 2
¤ Weather
7. Sin & virtue 1
¤ Envy
8. Sin & virtue 2
¤ Pride
9. Act & Behaviour 1
¤ Dazed
10. Act & Behaviour 2
¤ Fly
11. Wild Card
¤ Storm
“Inside the heart of each and every one of us there is a longing to be understood by someone who really cares. When a person is understood, he or she can put up with almost anything in the world.”
--Ed Hird