Born to be wanted since birth...
Grew up to be considerate...
Grown to be independent...
That was her.
Such a quiet and sweet child she was...
Such a mess and catastrophe came.
Trauma revealed, but also true nature.
She is red,
Death was blue,
Where did she go, nobody knew.
After the Grim Reaper reaped twice, she was never to feel it again.
Especially towards a special people.
One day, receiving a red cloak from her last relative, it was to be cherished...
The male would never be loved if anything happened...
But, there was no choice.
He had to get her attention...
Even though she's seen him before.
His precious ruby, his true Queen to be, his red moon...
His and his alone.
(I don't know where this story will go 'cause it just came to mind and no storyline came once I typed this chap. Also, I'll be creating a Bleach story, it's developed, I just have to type it...That's so long!)