This is a one-shot fanfic about Gran/Hiroto's thoughts about being used by his Father and about being in Aliea Academy. When Gran says 'you' he is referring to his Father. When he says 'him' or 'he' he is referring to Kira Hiroto. When he says 'she' he is referring to Ulvida.
You took my hand when I was scared and alone and said you loved me.
I finally felt loved again and you meant the world to me.
I thought you truly loved me, that you actually cared.
But I was wrong.
When you looked at me, you didn't see me.
You saw him.
I wasn't real to you - I didn't matter.
He was the only thing that mattered.
I was merely the ghost of him.
That's why you loved me, that's why you even bothered.
That was his name, so it was my name too.
I was 5 years old.
A 5-year-old orphan.
I was alone in this world.
But then you took my hand and made me feel special.
You made me think I mattered to you.
But I didn't.
I was a replacement.
I replaced him.
You were forever gazing at that picture of him.
You didn't notice me behind you.
You didn't notice me crying.
You didn't notice how alone I felt.
You didn't notice.
When I grew up, you recreated me.
You made me an alien.
That was my new name.
You began to notice me as I sacrificed myself for you.
I finally felt as if you loved me.
Even though I hated the thought of being an alien.
I was finally different.
I was finally powerfull.
I was finally loved.
I finally mattered.
You wanted me to use it.
Even though you knew it could kill me.
I was destroyed inside when I realized -
You still didn't care.
I went along with your plans.
I ripped my muscles and snapped my bones.
And it was all for you.
That's how much I cared about you.
But my feelings weren't mutual.
You watched me kill myself.
You smiled when you saw Raimon struggle.
Even though you were once again losing your son.
You didn't care.
You said we were a mistake.
You said we were useless.
I was angry with you.
But my love overpowered my anger.
But she wasn't so kind.
She wanted to kill you.
And she actually attempted to.
She launched that ball at you.
But it never hit you.
I ran in front of you.
I protected you.
Even though you didn't care about me.
I cared about you.
I sacrificed myself for you.
Were you grateful?
I don't know.
I never will.
You were arrested.
You deserved it.
But when you get out.
I'll be waiting for you.
Although you don't care.
I'll be waiting.
I'll always be waiting...
Issho ni wa totemo sensai ni ukabudarou... 22:43, April 4, 2012 (UTC)