|Only she and not me
Author: Kyoru-KiTTy-ArTist PM
i'm sitting in my room, when i hear a knock at my door. i open my door to see Kyo Sohma standing there! here's my old, fictional obsession from a book actually standing in my doorway! talk about a blast from the past! KyoxMe, for a bit, but really KyoruRated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Humor - Kyo S. - Chapters: 6 - Words: 10,368 - Reviews: 43 - Favs: 9 - Follows: 7 - Updated: 08-29-06 - Published: 06-18-06 - Status: Complete - id: 2998525
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KKL: the last chapter...it's kinda like a poem. read and review and tell me what you think. sorry it took so long to write! i couldnt think of how to end it. any last words Kyo?
Kyo:...thanks for bringing me back into the book.
KKL: you're very welcome. and i thank you, for the special gift and question.
Kyo: i didn't really give it to you!
KKL: yea i know, but i can dream. to the readers...What was the special question Kyo asked me and what was the gift? read on and use your brain. it shouldn't be difficult.
It was done.
I never saw him again.
Yes, everything turned back to normal.
It's weird how so many people have a different perspective on the word 'normal'.
Have you ever sat down and just thought about it?
For him, normal things were everyday things, for inside a book.
For me, normal things could be anything. Anything at all. Anything that happened. Anything that happens, whether it be good or bad, happens for a reason.
Either way, bad or good, it will become clear, and then everything will become normal all over again.
A little more time would pass before I ever felt 'normal' again.
A little more time would pass before I could smile and laugh about it.
And a little more time would pass before I found that special person just for me, and we would stay together.
Promising we would stay together, just like them.
I would get married.
I would move on.
But I still remembered.
They were always special to me.
I never forgot them.
And I never will.
As long as I keep the precious cat-ring on my ring finger, and remember that special night, I can always call myself on the inside;
Mrs. Kaylie Sohma