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28 Mar 2012 - 01:35:48 pm

100themes: Glass

Yen found himself walking the same path that day after a fight with Luka. An old routine he always had in the old days suddenly began to replay itself. Usually this only happened after he would get into a fight with Kemo Ė it always got to the point where she was close to tears and she stormed off. He would smirk, victorious, but then force himself up the stairs to his room where he would beat his fists blue until he felt better.

The pleasure only came from the fight, never from the results. He didnít fully understand why he enjoyed fighting with her. Maybe it was because he had the best view this way. There was no way she could hide when she was truly angry. She wasnít afraid and she was just as ruthless as he was. She would scream, insult and even take swings at him. It was damn beautiful to him.

The result, however, was not as wonderful. His room was next to hers. He could always hear her sobbing afterward. Maybe she was getting torn apart, but she never seemed to let down. Like every scratch on her wasnít that deep and in the end made her stronger. Still, it hurt to listen to her.

After she started having problems with one of her boyfriends, Yen let up. Something was killing her now and he didnít dare say a word. One wrong step and the girl who worked so hard to be perfect would finally shatter.

Now she didnít seem like the person who stood on his metal plank and shared his pain, let it out in the same way. It also didnít seem like she accepted it and fought hard anymore.

He wanted to cradle her instead. He didnít want to lose her completely.

If he got into a fight, with anybody, it would never be her.

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