(I apologize in advance if this post sucks. I had it all typed out and then my phone decided it would be a cute idea to erase everything I had typed. And I was so proud of it, too. t(;-;) I'm quite angry right now. LOL)
Ethan
After revealing her name, Akane started to head over to the castle doors. I allowed my fingertips to touch where she had kissed me. I blinked twice as I watched her walk with a confident sway to her hips. The aura about her was much different to me but similar to Yuki's. Akane was a strange one to me and I wasn't quite sure of what to make of her yet. But I think that's why she was so fascinating to me.
She only paused to look at me after placing her hands on the door handles. I caught up with her then spoke, with a subtly cautious tone, "Akane. I feel it's only fair to tell you that once you step foot in this castle, you may not be able to leave."
After a moment, she tossed her head back to let out an airy laugh. Mocking my concern for her as she stepped inside.
"Okay well, I guess I'll show you around now that your fate has been decided." I mumbled, feeling a but intimidated by her.
We had entered the castle through the back door and now had somehow ended up in a library setting. I only vaguely recognized it. Erela rarely entered this room, and being not much of a reader, it was only to dust and keep things tidy.
I gestured to it with a slight grin, "this is the library, Akane." I glanced around to see that we were the only two present in the large room. I found myself sitting on the edge of a table, sniffing a red rose this time that had been placed in a vase. It wasnt wilted in the least so I imagined that it must have been freshly picked.
"What do you know? There's some kind of love in this hellish place." I mumbled a thought aloud.
Forever
"Please believe me when I say that I would not lie to you, not for anything or anyone. You really are an angel in disguise, and I'm quite pleased to tell you so."
Setsuna was winning me over and over and over again. I could feel his sweet words wrapping around my heart and taking it away to a far wonderful place. He was stealing me and I didn't mind one bit.
Speechless, I just fell on to his lip with a nervous chuckle. I rested my head on his thighs and looked up at him with a soft smile. I hoped that he could see it in my eyes.
"I... wow..." I tried to come up with something but I was so dazed by his romantic nature and charm that my mind was entirely blank. I closed my eyes and reached up, touching his face with my fingertips and running then down his jawline. I hoped that somehow my affection and emotions were reaching them from my touch. My hand fell and rested on his collarbone. My skin was on fire and tingled with something strange but I felt that I enjoyed it.
BrokenTear
"BrokenTear."
A voice echoed in my mind. It sounded familiar. A lot like a woman who had loved me quite a long time ago. She sounded ever so calming and concerned, but with that playful edge that she never lost. Upon hearing the voice all I wanted to do was hold her in my arms and never let her go. Never let the cruel hands of death ever touch her again.
Orange. An orange light tinted the darkness as the voice spoke once more. I wanted to hear her voice forever. Even if it meant keeping myself in this dark place. In this place that was devouring me alive. My skin crawled as it felt like sharp claws were digging down my spine. I could feel blood trickling from my mouth.
But it didn't matter, as long as her voice was around.
"Focus. Light. See? The dark isn't so bad when there's hope for light. It's not suffocating, not drowning, not trying to pull you under, because the light keeps it at bay. Come on, don't you want to see what's on the otherside of the light? Don't you want to see life again?" Her voice was so soothing but it was pleading me to open my eyes and return to life.
And though I longed to stay here, I opened my eyes to see Yuki crouched in front of me.
"Can you get up?"
I answered her with a grunt as I picked myself up. The world around me was still slightly swaying but at a rate I could handle. My entire body felt heavy.
I looked down at her, feeling mentally upset that Yuki was the voice I heard. Not my beloved Alyssa's.
Still grateful, I met Yuki's eyes, "thank you." I spoke softly, feeling so drained and weak.
