Shizuma stood in her darkened bedroom, staring out the window at the sunset, with a collage of colors filling her line of sight. Suddenly, a pair of arms wrapped around her waist, and a chin rested on her shoulder.
"Kaori..." Shizuma whispered.
"Isn't the sunset beautiful?" Kaori said softly. Shizuma turned around to face Kaori, and they embraced. She looked deeply into her lover's eyes, who stared lovingly back into hers. This was a moment she wished could go on forever. Shizuma leaned in and gently kissed her lover. The kiss deepened as their tongues began a battle of passion, and the silver haired girl closed her eyes as the world became euphoric around her.
All of the sudden, the movement of Kaori halted, and she fell into Shizuma's arms. For a split second, she wondered what had happened, when she noticed moisture on her arms. It was blood. She looked at Kaori's body, and to her great horror, Shizuma saw rivers of blood gushing from the other woman's chest, with a knife impaling her.
"Kaori?" Shizuma screamed, "What happened? Kaori!" The black haired girl stared into the eyes of hell, and, between huge huffs of breath, glared at Shizuma right with her pink eyes and muttered, "How could you?"
Shizuma jumped up in her bed as she awoke. She was panting severely and drenched in cold sweat. She briefly looked around, realizing that the dramatic event was only a dream. She then noticed Nagisa, sitting a few inches away from her on the other side of the bed, staring at Shizuma, looking startled.
"What's wrong Shizuma?" she asked.
"I'm fine," the silver haired beauty replied, still panting. "Just a bad dream."
"Do you want to talk about it?" Nagisa asked. At that images of the dream came back to her the blood-soaked floor the lifeless eyes of Kaori…
Shizuma turned away from Nagisa as tears began to roll down her cheeks. Nagisa sat there, not knowing what to do other than comfort the sobbing goddess. She crawled across the bed to Shizuma and gently wrapped her arms around her girlfriend's waist and rested her chin on her shoulder. The feelings of the dream returned to Shizuma, the way Kaori had wrapped her arms around her from behind like that… At this Shizuma suddenly swung around and slammed her hands into Nagisa's delicate shoulders and pushed her over the edge of the bed, and she barreled headfirst onto the floor.
Before Shizuma could react Nagisa stood up, tears streaming from her eyes, and ran out of the room and out of the house, bawling the whole way. Shizuma ran through the house after her but Nagisa was already out the door, long gone. Realizing the horrible truth of what just happened, Shizuma fell to her knees and sobbed uncontrollably. Not only had she lost Kaori, but she had lost the beautiful Nagisa as well. She continued sobbing for hours, and whenever she became close to calming down, the thought of Nagisa's scared, broken face and Kaori's blood-soaked body, she started sobbing all over again. The broken hearted woman rolled into a ball and cried the night away.
Shizuma awoke, realizing she had cried herself to sleep. Her apartment was horribly empty, the only noise being the humming of the mini-fridge. She hurt all over, her mind was whirling with the events of the previous night, she felt horrible about what she did, she had never regretted anything as much as this. Well, almost. She shakily struggled to stand up, trying to regain her composure. She straightened herself out, and slowly walked to the kitchen to eat. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the clock. It read 9:33am.
"Shit!" Shizuma exclaimed. Not only had she missed her morning classes, but she was late for work. She dashed out of her apartment, down the stairs, and out the front door. She abruptly hailed a taxi, got in, told the driver to hurry, and away they went. When Shizuma looked through the window, the reflection showed a disheveled woman looking back at her. Her hair was horribly messy, her eyes puffy, and still wearing a t-shirt and sweatpants from her sleeping. But at that time, she could care less about appearances. All she wanted was her beautiful, kind, gentle Nagisa. She would be willing to be dirt poor and unemployed as long as she could be with Nagisa, and at this rate, that could very well happen. She was already in hot water at her job, and with college to pay for, money was not plentiful. It's ironic, Shizuma thought, I used to be the Etoile of 3 high class schools, but now I am working at a fast food restaurant and barely getting by. But she easily got into college, having been Etoile after all, and went to New York with Nagisa to study literature. But she didn't leave for America immediately after she graduated St. Miator. As Shizuma road the taxi, her memories wandered back to the day she proclaimed her love for Nagisa, when they ran away into the forest….
Shizuma and Nagisa laid curled up together on the forest floor, kissing each other in a gentle yet very passionate way. Their hands were intertwined and their bodies pressed together. Their bodies were completely in sync, their hearts beating as one. All of the sudden, Nagisa pulled her head away. Shizuma was startled as those perfect moments were so abruptly ended.
"What's wrong, Nagisa?" the older girl asked. Suddenly, Nagisa burst into tears. The crying was loud and horribly sorrowful. It hurt Shizuma deeply to hear the sorrowed cries of her lover. The silver goddess embraced her love, squeezing her into her body, as the younger girl sobbed into Shizuma's chest.
"I don't want you to go!" Nagisa cried between fits of sobbing.
"What are you talking about Nagisa? I will never leave you, my love," Shizuma replied softly, trying her best to be comforting
"But you will!" Nagisa sobbed. "You are graduating this year and of course you will go to college and you'll be far away and we'll never see each other again!" So that is what's going on. Shizuma couldn't stand to see her little Nagisa in so much pain, so without giving it thought she said, "No Nagisa, I promise I will wait for you. I'll stay in this city for the next few years until you graduate. I promise to you my love, I would never do anything to hurt you, I would never leave you. I love you, Nagisa."
Nagisa looked up from her crying and stared deeply into Shizuma's ungodly beautiful eyes. She stayed like that for what felt like minutes as her tears went away.
"Thank you, I know I could never live without you," Nagisa said softly. "I love you."
Although this had been the first time she said it, Shizuma knew it was true even since they had met that fateful day in the forest. The silver goddess leaned in and gently pressed her lips against Nagisa's. She then crawls over to climb on top of Nagisa, as they begin to kiss passionately, with tongues battling for dominance in a fury of love and passion. Shizuma pressed her hips up against Nagisa's, causing a moan to escape her mouth.
"I want you, Nagisa," Shizuma whispered in Nagisa's ear. Nagisa didn't need to reply for Shizuma to know that the feelings were mutual. Shizuma broke away for the kiss and began kissing and sucking of Nagisa's neck. The feeling was unbelievable for Nagisa, she wanted to explode, but what she truly wanted was to touch each and every inch of Shizuma's body. She did so as her hands moved seemingly on their own, feeling and massaging as she went, feeling all over her back and through her luscious hair. Shizuma began to feel all over Nagisa's body as well, kissing and sucking and biting after she massaged.
The ventures between them continued until they made love, then and there, on the forest floor, and it was a moment that neither would ever forget.
"Excuse me, ma'am, we've reach your destination." Shizuma's deep thought was broken by the cab driver alerting her. Being taken out of such a pleasant memory was irritating, but not a big problem. Shizuma exited the taxi, and prepared for her first day in years without her precious Nagisa.