A/N: I'm gonna hate myself for this I know it. XD But man could I not resist. So I started another theme list, so what? Anyway. If you didn't get the hint from the title—this a... Well, not really a one shot … But it's like a theme list for another one of my stories. My main story. So if you don't get what's going on, that's probably your fault and you shouldn't be bitching to me about it.

That being said guys. None of this stuff actually happens in CCFA. I can't reiterate that enough... It's just really important. XD I don't want people walking around talking about how Kohana did this and stuff. Contradicting my words and whatnot. See, spring is essentially Kohana's season. I was going to write her a one shot, but I loved the thought of giving her some free time with Sayuri and everyone else.

And it saddens me that Kohana is under-appreciated as a character. So this is for her. ^_^ Oh, and the proceeding lines are from John Mayer's "Daughters".

Fathers, be good to your daughters. Daughters will love like you do. Girls become lovers who turn into mothers. So mothers, be good to your daughters too.

I.) Why Do You Love Me?

She can take most things, but not this.

Nothing like this.

Her face darkens as she stands on her two feet. Just a second ago she was calm. Her once tranquil expression cracks into something of worry. The corner of her mouth refuses to seize its twitching as she looks into the black sky, trying to lose herself in the imaginary stars. Still, nothing can block out the bloodcurdling screams she hears that made her stand up in the first place.

"Kohana is the best damn mom I could ever have! I'll never lose her to you, and I don't plan on losing her ever! She'll come and help me, I promise you that! We—we can still fight as long as I know she's somewhere out there watching me! She's not a monster! She's still my mother no matter what, and as long as she's still standing, I'll never give up!"

Pursing her lips and scowling, she walks towards the wall, banging her fists into it. "Stop it..." she mummers, her grip loosening on the sword she has in her free hand. Still, the infuriating sounds fill her head, refusing to leave her alone. She glances at the green hilt of her katana, punching the wall once more.

As tempted as she may be, she quietly sheathes her sword, closing her eyes while doing so. She begins to fidget with the flowers tied to her sheath, making sure they aren't damaged by any sudden movement she makes. She is alone, but that does not mean someone is out there watching her. Still, she continues to punch the wall as the cries get louder, more desperate. The purple-haired woman begins to grit her teeth, growling as she starts to attack the helpless wall with more force.

"I'll... Save her. Just you... Watch..."

"Stop it, stop it, stop it!!" she implores, turning around on her heels. "Stop being such a idiot!" Her eyes drop down to the floor, realizing that she is talking to herself. "I'm not going to baby your ass! Stop asking for me to help you!! Don't you realize I'm not going to do that?!" An eternity shrouded in darkness. She snickers to herself, sitting down again. She wants to hide her feelings, but she knows as good as anyone else that they are still there.

And there is no forgetting.

Even if she tries to hide them, she will never get far.

Yes, she has an intuition, and right now it is setting her brain on fire. She is supposed to hate her daughter, but she hates the way she cries out for help—begging for someone to help her.

And she is right there.

Right there.

Right above her, forced to witness all the pain and suffering her daughter has to go through. And at what price? To save the world? To eventually have the courage to fight her? Kohana seethes, tilting her head and sighing. What did Sayuri not get about them being mortal enemies now? The last fourteen years of them being anything remotely close to friends were over, and neither of them could change that.

Kohana gazes back down at the scene, cracking a smile. "Do you think I don't have anymore honor left inside of me...?" she mutters, turning her head the other way. She would rather keep all of her honor then die because she has to. Because that is the fate the world has thrown out in front of her. Unsheathing her sword again she stands up, gazing into the darkness.

If it is only her in the darkness, then no one will know what she plans to do.

What she has let happened is not only her sin—but because she is sin itself entirely—others must suffer for all her wrong choices. And as a law of the world, she shouldn't care about what happens to other people. And in essence, the world is right. She doesn't care what happens to other people... But her daughter... And hearing her scream and plead for her help is another thing.

Her daughter is stepping all over her honor code and is practically oblivious to it.

It's a serious crime, Kohana believes, and she must be punished for it. Problem is, Kohana can't exactly punish herself. Her grip tightens around her sword. It isn't much, but it will have to do. She looks into the chasm in front of her, a playfully grin dancing across her lips. "Hey!" she yells, stabbing her sword into the ground. "If you can hear me, Sayuri, it means you're being a stupid idiot. It means you're not acting like you should be and you're letting yourself get hurt for stupid reasons."

Suddenly, the cries for help stop. "K—Kohana?"

She smirks as she waves her arm across the air. "You might not know when you'll get to see me again, but you better not be crying!!" She pauses, standing up straight and taking a few steps backwards. "Although... I guess I'd understand. But you know what? There's a time when you have to stop crying and move on. You'll be fine. Remember, you're my daughter. And... Well... Uh..." She stops, shaking her head. "Never mind, I'm no good at these things." She starts to walk away, but someone taps her on the shoulder. The woman smirks once more, turning around to face her daughter.

"No way! You're going to answer me!" Sayuri says, stomping her foot on the ground. "Why won't you help me?" Kohana huffs, turning around again. She puts up her hand, waving her index-finger at her daughter.

"Ah, ah, ah. Now be a good girl and wake up from your dream. The person you were just fighting might not like it if you slept on him while he's fighting you."

"You sounded serious when you said that," Sayuri utters, which makes Kohana stop. She turns around again, looking at her daughter.

"I was serious."

"If you were so serious, then why wouldn't you help me?"

"Because I believe in you," Kohana says, folding her arms. Sayuri jumps back a little, completely taken aback.

"But it's too late," Sayuri retorts, frowning. "Now if you would have said that earlier, I wouldn't be here right now! And what's with you invading my dreams all the time?!" Kohana chuckles under her breath. Though their situation might be changed, they still keep their duties as a mother and her daughter. The woman pats Sayuri on top of her head, smiling playfully.

"I've already accepted my fate, Sayuri. Be good now. Goodbye. And don't die on me. You still have to take me out too, remember? I love you."

Looking at her mother with narrowed eyes, she sighs. "I got it, mom."

And as her daughter fades away, she can't help but wonder.

She does everything she can to kill her, so why does Sayuri still love her...?