Millieyre’s AU amuses me greatly. Also totally adore little versions of characters so that probably helps XP But I like coming up with tiny things that I don’t know how to portray properly but it’s still fun to daydream… I also like to give him certain traits I have ‘cause I’m dumb like that.
I like to imagine elementary Mariku just running through a open field with tall grass and fluffy dandelions all throughout it. Just kicking them up and watching the seeds float away though some end up getting lost in his wild hair. Ishizu having to pick them out for him when he gets home.
But imagine little Mariku though being told the stories of how dandelions grant wishes so he takes to making a few when he is having really destructive thoughts. Large, beautiful, grand and impossible dreams that cute little kids tend to have. Wishes to meet dragons, go to Disneyland, or get into laser fights with pirates.
But as years tick away, his wishes becomes more realistic. In time he hardly makes any. Certain days he just stands next to one, tempted to pick it but instead steps on it because he feels like it’s pointless to want something he can’t have. Other days he picks one and holds his breath for too long because his wish is so pathetically sad he can’t believe that is all he wants.
No one really understands it when they see him holding one during high school. The weird demon kid who has no emotions is just being odd and holding a dandelion. What a freak. They don’t know. His breath is stuck in his throat and he is torn on just crushing the plant in his hand and letting the remains fall down to the ground in a broken pile. With a gentle blow, he finally makes his wish.
He just wants to know what it’s like to be happy.
He waits a few minutes in hopes this one wish just might come true. Nothing happens. He then drops it by his feet and gives a sad chuckle. That’s right. He doesn’t deserve happiness. What was he thinking?
He then walks off by himself to leave behind the field of wishes so kids who are important can make their wishes. Maybe one of their’s can come true.
Sadly, to his dismay, when things are looking their worst, he still picks one and stares at it in hopes the gods might one day answer him. But he doubts they ever will.
I am Terra 