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A/N: This was written on the fly in a fit of boredom.  It literally took me all of seven minutes to write.  I wasn't even 
sure who I was writing about or what fandom I was in until about halfway through.  Always a good sign, eh?  
Nevertheless, I would really appreciate some feedback, so if you could C&C, I'd greatly appreciate it.  Thanks!

Disclaimer:  The characters in this story are not mine.  This is meant for entertainment purposes only, and I am making 
no profit off of this.

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Finding Home
By: Els-chan

I sat alone, staring into the water in front of me.  My mind was blank; completely devoid of all thought.   All but one.  I
couldn't understand just what it was that compelled me here; why I came back to this place time after time.  I guess it
was just the familiarity of it...after spending hours on end just sitting there, it started to feel like a second home.  
Home; now there was an interesting way of putting it.  Just what was 'home' anyway?  I lived in my house, but it 
was hard to consider it 'home'; it always seemed so unfamiliar.  No, 'home' had to be something with a more emotional 
connection to it.  Maybe it was because I was so rarely there, but my house did not envoke any sort of emotion in 
me.   But then, what was 'home'?  As the saying goes, 'home' is where the heart is, but that usually applies to where 
one lives.  My heart isn't in a place; it's with a person.  So could that person be considered 'home'?  I sighed.  Maybe I 
just didn't fit in anywhere.  Maybe I didn't have a home.  That thought only depressed me further.  I didn't like the idea 
of not belonging anywhere.  I wanted to belong; be considered as part of a family. I wanted a place that I could call 
'home'.

I heard her call my name.  Prying my eyes from the forlorn reflection in the koi pond, I turned and looked at her.  She 
was the one that my heart belonged to.  She was the only one that I would ever be able to call 'family'...but I couldn't. 
 Her heart belonged to another, no matter how much I tried to deny it.  Despite their arguing and complaining about the 
other, it was clear that they were in love.  That's why I couldn't consider her 'home'.  That's why I didn't fit anywhere. 
 The only place that ever felt like 'home' to me could not be mine.  It already belonged to another.  I sighed quietly as 
she picked me up and held me in her arms.  I wasn't sure if this was sheer bliss or utter torture; perhaps it was both. 
 Either way, I just couldn't bring myself to leave.  This was 'home', at least for now.  Her arms were the closest thing 
to a home I'd ever have.  But this home couldn't last; it was meant for another.  

 "P-chan, what's the matter?"    She'd noticed my tears.   If only she knew what torture this was!  The worst part of it 
all was that she would never understand.  I could never tell her; she might find out my secret.  She might figure out 
that I was her precious little pet piglet, who she had hugged to her bosom time and again.  I was the one she shared 
all her intimate secrets with.  She would be devastated if she ever found out.  That's why I could never tell her my 
secret, and why I could never truly find solice with her.  This could not be home.  I had to find my own home, 
somewhere that I truly belonged.  Upon this realization, I leaped out of her arms.  I could not stay any longer.  Ignoring 
her calls, I ran away from her.  I could not return until I found what I was looking for.  Farewell, Akane-san.