THE ONE

"I love you."

"I adore you."

"You mean the world to me."

"I can't see myself living without you."

He will never say that.

Not to me at least.

Those blue eyes will never direct love to me. Those arms will never wrap themselves around me gently and those lips will never whisper romantic sayings into my ear.

And he will never look at me...as a woman.

I will only be a little sister to him… even a mere burden to him.

I will never have him wake me up as dawn touches the sky and find his eyes twinkling as he looks at me. I will never have him caress me, nor kiss me, nor hold me.

And by no chance will he ever make love to me.

Aoshi Shinomori will always be nothing more than an illusion; a dream with no hopes of becoming real…

I look back at the place I call home, memorizing every inch of it. From the sign at front to the last room on the right side of it.

Sighing a bit depressed and yet relieved, I turn to face him. His blue eyes enchanting, twinkling in the sunlight that faced me.

"We'll come back and visit. I promise." He gently tells me smiling innocently, his eyes radiating real honesty and true love.

"Hai..." I nod and receive a gentle squeeze from his hand, our fingers laced together.

"Well...Let's go." I smile at the one who is my all.

My everything.

My one center in this whole cosmos where I truly feel happy.

My world.

My life.

My one moment of truth, bliss, andserenity.

My true love.

The one man whose eyes show nothing but pure adoration when they meet mine.

The man whose arms will keep me warm.

The man whose lips will tell my lips secrets.

The man who is willing to give up everything and anything for me.

The one man who will love me truly, and make love to me.

The man who is not Aoshi Shinomori. But instead is...

Soujiro Seta.

Leaving behind the Aoiya, my former home, we move ahead towards a new beginning, him and me. Just me, Misao Makimachi and him, Soujiro Seta.

Author's Note:

I know, I know, I didn't finish Waltz. Very sowwie...

I just go kaput sometimes. Here's a one shot that somehow popped in my brain which was turned off during that time. Ironic. You're not going to believe this. I created this while listening to Britney Spear's "Me against the Music." Not the radio one, but the original one in her CD. Dear God help me. I despise Britney. Just wanted to let ya know

I hope you like it.

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