I don't own any Gundam Seed or any of it's characters.... which makes
me sad since so many characters with so much potential weren't fully developed!
OTL
Please forgive any mistakes, both character-wise and grammatically-wise. I don't really have time to re-read and re-edit things.
Please forgive any mistakes, both character-wise and grammatically-wise. I don't really have time to re-read and re-edit things.
Windows of the Soul
Eyes
were the windows of the soul.
It
allowed people to gaze intimately inside of another, to analyze and observe the
inner-workings of a person’s mind. But in all honesty, none of that romantic
crap had mattered much to Dearka until he met Miriallia Haww.
Having
grown up surrounded by elites who were always careful when showing their emotions
and having joined ZAFT at a young age, the only eyes Dearka was familiar with
were cold, trained, and calculative eyes. In fact, the closest he got to
expressive was Yzak... but that was because unlike Dearka, Yzak’s mother was
more supportive of him and didn’t mind when Yzak had emotional outbursts.
Still,
even Yzak and his dramatic moments couldn’t compare to Miriallia’s eyes.
If the
saying described anyone perfectly, it was Miriallia.
Since
the moment she had tried to kill him to the moment she had cried her eyes out,
containing in her grief after meeting the person who had killed Tolle, Dearka
had been captivated by her eyes.
The
never ending sea of blue was always flaring with emotions and sadly, he would
often see those eyes in tears. And though he did hate to see her cry, those
tears accentuated those blue orbs and caused them to sparkle.
Miriallia
never hid her true feelings and openly expressed how she felt to those around
her, conserving her sentiments if they were inappropriate for some to see, but
never hiding if she knew what she was doing was right.
However,
it wasn’t until he got to see her smile did he realize just how cute she was.
The
smile was tender and sweet... but those eyes, those beautiful glowing eyes, the
way the corner of her eyes would crease as she gave him the sweetest smile he
had ever seen.
It was
as though she had finally allowed him to see deep into her eyes, to gaze into
the windows of her soul that bore all to him.
And now
that he had a glimpse, he wanted more.
Because
of the war and the tension between him and her, he had seen many parts of her
when she was afraid... when she was angry... when she was sad... but this
smile, the small joy she had given him was so beautiful and mesmerizing that he
wanted to see more.
To see
her happy, to see her proud... to see those expressive eyes to look at him back
with the tenderness he knew she hid when thinking of Tolle.
He
wanted to see it all.
Because, god damn if he’d ever admit it out loud, he was addictive to her soul and wanted all of her for himself.
::owari::
