Kari smiled at the sleeping boy in her presence. She had guided him since his birth, protecting him from the worst of his grandfather's wrath. She felt the small lump in her throat as she thought of his past. Tears come to her eyes, she always had been a compassionate spirit; even for her people.
"Oh Kai, one day you'll find your way." She spoke silently, thought even if she had screamed it in his ear she knew he wouldn't have heard her.
Kari was an angel.
The great Kai Hiwatari's guardian angel to be more precise.
She gently leant onto his bed, no dent though where she sat, and touched his temple with two fingers. Feeling the storms of hurt and pain that enthralled the boy.
So there you are.
Your cold spirit always in my presence.
The pain and suffering
An ever ending void of hurt and depression.
And yet you block it.
Depriving the others around you of your true self.
The side even you do not know.
She silently blocked his dreams, sending him feelings of love and joy.
No matter what anyone thought, she knew this boy wasn't empty; he could love once more, when she reminded him, when he remembered.
Your past is forgotten,
Not even you know it.
Why you desperately search for an answer.
And gaze at the stars at night.
And why you wish you can hear the song of the hours of darkness.
He stirred again. Waking up quietly as usual in the dead of night. Kari withdrew noiselessly from him and let him make his way to the courtyard outside his teammate's dojo. Kari followed, relishing the tingles of the moonlight that danced upon her skin and stirred the blood in her heart. He watched the stars with unspoken awe; she knew what he was thinking.
She knew he wanted to be free of what Voltaire had done to him. Of his chained mind.
You think that you're alone.
No-one knows the anguish that ensnares your spirit.
But you are never alone.
Isolation doesn't mean your guardian isn't there.
The spirit that guides you.
Helps you on your way.
Kari couldn't help herself. She wrapped her arms around him, her wings enveloping him also. Sending him all the love and hope, the faith she had for him and the constant beauty of the world around him.
She felt something moisten her cheek, and smiled quietly to herself.
'One step closer Kai, you're going to heal, I know you will.'
So here I am.
Watching you as always.
It is not pity that I feel.
It's sadness because I know you.
I knew you as you once were.
Alive.