A young girl waits in the moonlight's glisten. Cold dark whispers, she dare not listen. Lovers lies call to her, others cries fall from her. Thoughts unspoken, yet to her all is heard. Still she waits. Forever she will stay. For him, only when he comes will she leave. But he will never come again. Lover's feuds die hard, words spoken that are not meant. Now she waits, silent tears streaming down her saddened face. He will not come, for he cannot. Choices regretted. She wastes away until that day, that she meets her true love in the next life. There they may once again be joined in their hearts, they know, they will never truly part. He watches over her, his heart breaking. He is waiting, wishing, wanting her to love once more. Lost in the hour of her need. He watches until she leaves. Waiting with her, his eyes hold sorrow and mourning. He is a wandering soul. He will wander until they meet again. Soul mates forever, both wait for the other. Yet, they won't meet again in this world of pain and hate. One day may they meet in the world of demons from whence they came. There alone will their love thrive.
He was a silver fox, a thief, the best. She is an ice fox, a goddess, an innocent. She is the ice rose, her heart stolen by the King of Thieves. He was cold, hating, then he met her. She made him a kid again, innocent. She stole that which could not be stolen, his heart. Then one day, they were caught. They swore to one another then to find each other. There she died in his arms, his love his life, his meaning swearing her undying love for him. 16 years later, she rests in a human body. He is gone, lost from her. There is a boy, she goes out with him, though the guilt she feels for him. Little does she know, the reason why she loves him. He looks at her, her eyes betraying her true heart. He sees her pain. In her sleep, she whimpers, his name upon her lips. In his arms she shivers. Now they walk in the park, as the full moon begins to rise, old forms once united are now again reunited. She looks to him, surprise shown on her face. He smiles to her, pulling her close. She cries, resting against him, thinking, praying to Inari that this was no dream. He reached down, lifting her chin, as he kisses her on the lips, pulling her close, as she stared into his eyes. Their love no longer lies or memories of the past. Soul mates once again united as to live forever, together. But fate being, as cruel and taunting as it may. These lovers are forsaken, for no on soul may feel happiness or the love of another forever, that is the cruel game fate plays. Sorrow will come to these sad souls. One day they will never meet again. That day shall be the end.
Shagi Tigori