Hello people. Well here I am with another Ami/Mia fanfic. FY is not mine so
tad a. Enjoy.
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With the water rushing below me, sometimes splashing up and hitting me, I can only think of what I have done. The cold of my skin cannot compare to the cold in my heart. I had finally met some people who became my friends and cared for me, so what do I do? I try to kill them. They have done nothing but trust me, and all I can do is betray their trust. If only I really could have been born as a Suzaku Seishi. I did something that made this whole ordeal even harder, I fell in love with Suzaku no Miko. For them doing so much fir me I owe them something. Miaka, please be happy and forget about me, it is better if you forget you ever met me. Goodbye Miaka Yuki, Priestess of Suzaku. With that I let go and leave my life behind as I accept the icy embrace of the water.
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This was written on Easter when it was really rainy. I got to think and the words just came to mind, tad a, fic. Review people.
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With the water rushing below me, sometimes splashing up and hitting me, I can only think of what I have done. The cold of my skin cannot compare to the cold in my heart. I had finally met some people who became my friends and cared for me, so what do I do? I try to kill them. They have done nothing but trust me, and all I can do is betray their trust. If only I really could have been born as a Suzaku Seishi. I did something that made this whole ordeal even harder, I fell in love with Suzaku no Miko. For them doing so much fir me I owe them something. Miaka, please be happy and forget about me, it is better if you forget you ever met me. Goodbye Miaka Yuki, Priestess of Suzaku. With that I let go and leave my life behind as I accept the icy embrace of the water.
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This was written on Easter when it was really rainy. I got to think and the words just came to mind, tad a, fic. Review people.