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Kokoro no Ukeire
"HEART'S ACCEPTANCE" Just a journal filled with stories ideas, poems, personal entries, things to remember, etc. If you have nothing better to do, just relax and read. Who knows, maybe you'll see what the hell goes on in my head everyday.
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a/n: Wow. Haven’t posted anything in a while. Decided it was time, so a little something mcsomething for this lonely little journal of mine.
“I don’t think you understand,” he said, circling around her like he was a falcon. He disappeared and reappeared like smoke. “You can’t just ask to be a hero. You can’t just become one.”
Determined, and a little ticked off, she stomped her small foot. “Oh? Since you know everything, Mr. Sidekick-For-Five-Years, why don’t you tell me what it takes?”
He sighed, spun around once, then vanished. He then appeared several feet away.
“Being a hero isn’t just getting dressed up in some frilly costume just because you were born with something a little different from the norm, Kari.”
“Then what is it? What is so important to you heroes and sidekicks that you can’t even tell your own little sister why she never sees you anymore?” The girl bites her lower up, childish tears stinging her dark eyes. “Or why, even when I do see you, you brush me off like I’m nothing?”
Now that wasn’t true.
“Kari, I have never thought of you as nothing-”
“But I’ve felt like it!” she yells. “You’re MY brother, MY hero. Why do you work so hard when you have your own damsel-in-distress right here?”
His eyes soften reluctantly at her. Her bright red face stared up at him defiantly despite the bubbling wetness from her eyes. She was stubborn; she probably got it from their dad.
Kneeling down to her level, his knee avoiding the oil on the parking structure’s floor, he gently said, “Because, Kari. Even though you may want me to be your hero now, you won‘t always. Give it three years, and you‘ll see what it‘s like to want someone other than me to save you.” He grapsed her shoulders in his hands. He could feel her ten-year-old body tremble. “I’ll always be your brother, Kari - that hasn’t, and will never change. I’ll always be your hero, whether you want me to or not.
“But you have to understand that being a hero isn’t just for saving one person, and one person only. It’s not a physical thing, to be a hero.
“It’s a state of mind. To put others in front of yourself, and to save people you haven’t met even once in your life. Being a hero means you have the irresistable urge to save cats from trees, to stop a burgular from robbing the bank. To help a certain little girl with her math homework.”
Her blonde head looked up, hurt, but no longer crying.
“You, Mom, Dad - I love you all. And I wouldn’t even think of putting any of you in harm’s way. You’re not built like me, Kari. Neither are our parents. You guys can’t be the type of hero that dresses up and saves the town, but I am. And I have the hero mentality… and that’s why I’m a sidekick. Because I can‘t help myself.”
“Will… you still be my hero? At least for now, then?”
He smiled, gathering her into a hug. “Of course.”
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[-] is a sidekick with an immature little sister, best friends that don’t know when to give up on someone’s personal life, and a crush on his arch enemy (though he doesn’t know that yet).
But even with his lifestyle against it, [-] decided to be a hero, and joined the ranks under Seem - a mysterious, yet overly sarcastic man who had taken on the fourth generation Seem. He has gone through sidekicks left and right, but none of them as stubborn as the fifteen year-old [-]. He called himself Streak.
But when Streak’s lifestyle is suddenly interrupted by [-]’s, what will [-] do to save the very people who were trying to pull him away from heroism?
 Ukeire · Thu Jun 10, 2010 @ 04:39am · 0 Comments |
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