Chibigal4: I'm excited almost 75 people read Shin's installment, but no reviews meant there were no votes for which fic for me to post next. I guess that also means the format (writing in the present tense) wasn't too weird?. Anyway, I decided to go with Toma since his fic was about the same length as Shin's. Review if you get the chance. Ikki's one-shot will be posted sometime in April.
Disclaimer: I don't own Amnesia.
She runs to me crying. Shin said something mean to her again. That idiot. I want to be mad at him for hurting her feelings, but find I can't. Instead, I smile sympathetically. When she looks at me, she sees my outstretched arms. She accepts the invitation in a heartbeat. She clings to me, and I hold her protectively. My arms will shield her from everything, even Shin, and I feel a rush of joy surge through me; after all, it was my comfort she sought. I tell her Shin didn't mean it, but really should think before opening his mouth. Her entire body shutters as she sobs. I feel my shirt dampen slightly from her tears. Her voice quivers as she asks if her singing is as bad as Shin says. I gently hold her at arm's length so I can look at her. I assure her it isn't. In fact, I tell her, she has the voice of an angel. Her cheeks take on a pink hue and she smiles at the ground. There it is, I state. When she looks at me confused, I clarify. That smile; it's the one thing guaranteed to brighten my day. She murmurs my name. Now her cheeks are red. I tell her that her arms feel cold and ask if she's chilly. She nods. I take off my jacket and drape it over her shoulders. Taking great care, I run my thumb under her eyes and down her cheeks to dry her tears. The feeling is bittersweet. I take pleasure in the fact that I have become quite skilled at soothing her. However, I know this is the closest I will ever be to stroking her cheek and have her know I did so out of love; not as her self-proclaimed brother, but as her boyfriend. I know she will never see me that way. Still, I can't help fantasizing about it; the day she willingly becomes a prisoner of my love. I'll lock her in my heart forever, and I'll make sure there will be no escape or chance for parole.
