.This story is based off a dream and is exactly as the dream goes, no editing. Therefore things may seem rushed and out of character, so get over it.

Soft Whispers

The soft whish of the wind blew against brunette hair making it follow and twirl against the roots that held the millions of strands in place. Soft, kind scarlet eyes sparkled as they hopped from side to side taking in the view of the mid-spring forest. The sakura blossoms were detaching and flowing willingly to where the breeze took them away to. Birds sang a lovely tune as they watched the sunrise. A veil of light mist lingered that was fated to disappear once the sun's light was high enough in the sky to wash it away. Her pale hands reached out and cupped to capture a beautiful, pink blossom. A small smile spread across her soft lips then they parted as shy, musical notes came out.
"Her soft whispers 'save me, help me.' That's all I want now, 'save me, save me.' My time is coming they're going to take me away. Hear my cries, hear my prayers. Oh dear savior place come and take me away now. Save me. Reach for me."

The sound of her lovely voice had faded by the time he had found her again. His dark eyes gazed at her lovely face from his hiding spot. His left hand rested against the trunk of the large tree as his right held onto the branch. He had been watching her for some time now, ever since he had gotten to this place. L had planned to leave two months ago but had seen her. Today he had officially been in this village for five months. He had been watching the young woman for four months now. L hated to admit it to himself but...he was hypnotized by this woman. He didn't even know her name, and he was not going to ask. L was just not that type of person. He was content being her secret watcher and protector. He wondered what she would do if he was ever found out. She'd probably be afraid and would never want to see him again. His eyes shifted up from her and to the bushes, what had that been?

A movement had startled Good as she spun around with wide eyes.
"Who's there?" She stepped a bit forward. "S-show yourself!"
It was quiet for a few moments and then...a fluffy, snow white rabbit poked its head out of the bush. Good let loose her held breath but the fear quickly returned as someone grabbed her long kimono sleeve. She was jerked back against a male frame and a hand clamped over her mouth before she could scream.
"Ohayo...Good-denka," a strange yet familiar voice said, "enjoying your morning walk?"
Her body shuddered as her wide scarlet eyes darted right to left. More men appeared and she recognized their family crest. They were the family that was opposing her's! Good began to struggle and tried to scream but her attempts were failing.
"Now, now, Good-denka, let's not get so hasty."
She felt a cold hand slip into her kimono and she tried to flinch away. Where had she heard this voice before? She saw the others moving in on her and her eyes closed. Oh please no... She thought desperately, please no.

L watched with slightly narrowed eyes as he prepared his bow. Who were these jerks? The only good he had gotten from them was he finally knew her name. He drew the string back till it was taut, aimed, and then released the killing weapon. He prepared more instantly as the first struck home on his target. A smirk crossed his lips as he saw the utter confusion on all their faces. He shot out more and one after one he watched them fall.
When she had heard the first thump to the ground, Good's eyes snapped open and she tried to gasp. One by one they fell but how she did not know. But upon further inspection she realized an arrow in each of their necks. The one holding her suddenly let go and ran.

Good saw an arrow fly past her and connect with the man's leg. But he kept running despite his cry of pain. Good stared after him in confusion. Then she began to look around.
"Hello? W-who is there?" She listened but it sounded as if no one was there. With a frown and a sigh she slumped beneath a tree. What was she going to do now?

L listened to Good call for him but he wouldn't show himself. When she sat below the tree he jumped off his branch and landed silently on foot. With fast, stealthy movements he was behind the skinny tree and Good. His hands quickly shot forward and clamped over her eyes. He knew he had a little time before she panicked. Leaning forward he quickly whispered in her ear, "it's alright, I'm you're savoir. I wish to take you home. But I do not wish for you to see my face."

Good had almost screamed but held it back once he spoke. He was her savoir? She breathed and her heart began to pound. She couldn't see his face? That was a disappointment, but also made him mysterious.
"Alright, you may escort me home. My name is Good."
"I know...Good...denka," L felt a wave of disappointment hit him. So, she was a princess? That meant she was probably already promised to someone. "C'mon." He lifted her off the ground and made sure her eyes were closed. His arm linked around her's and they headed off.

When they arrived he let go of the woman. They were still hidden in the bushes but he could see the house. "Here we are, you may go."
"Wait," Good frowned, "can't I ever see you? Ever?"
"No," L responded in a monotone voice, "we'll probably never speak again."
"Then," Good felt her heart drop, "can I at least give you something?"
"Like what?" L watched as soon as he said that she lifted her hand. Her hand touched his head then slid down to his cheek. She leaned forward and pressed her lips against his. He blinked and his heart began to pound, but he resisted the urge to respond.
"Thank you," Good murmured and smiled. "Goodbye now." She turned away and opened her eyes, then headed toward her house. Se knew that even if she looked back that her savior would not be there.

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