A/N: Rodoreamon/Paraietta. This is my first fic ever and I'm not much of a writer. I don't have beta, english isn't my first language and I think I didn't do too well in my exam today, so writing/grammar mistakes can be found.

Spoilers to end of Simoun

I don't own Simoun. if I owned, I would be very very happy.

Strong

I'll always remember what Neviril had told Alti. "It's wrong way to become strong through holding someone." Alti learned, I learned. I bet Neviril had learned it before.

I hear the door opening and closing. I recognise your footsteps, of course. I also recognise the aura you bring in the house. Our home. When I see you, you're smiling that shy, timid smile of yours. You always smile like that although we have known each other for so many years first as Sibyllae and later as lovers.

You move next to me on sofa. I open my arms and you move between them planting sweet kiss on my lips. Then you just lay your head on my chest and I start caressing your hair.

You keep them like she used to. Even though you haven't said about it, I know you sill grief after her and probably always will. Like I grief after Neviril, in a way. I have to admit, I'm little bit jealous for Aeru. But after all, her name means 'Divine love' for reason. I'm glad they found each other.

But still, sometimes I wonder where Neviril, where they, are.

I feel you snuggling closer to me and I wrap my arms around you. Maybe you knew my thoughts were flying somewhere far away.

I don't know when exactly I started to have feelings for you. It surely took some time. Maybe it was because we kept contact through our jobs, maybe because we knew, still know, that we're same in a way; there will always be also someone else in our hearts. Let it be Mamiina or Neviril. But despite that, I know I love you, I'm in love with you. And I know you feel same way. Even though neither of us say it often, it's still enough.

I look at you and see that you have fallen asleep. I kiss your forehead and move bit, so I can grab a blanket and pull it over us.

As I pull you closer, I think how you never have needed to hold anybody, everybody has always held you. But still, you're strong . So strong, that it sometimes amazes me. I had to learn not to become by holding someone, but you have always known it.

"Para-chan"

"Hmm..?"

"I love you"

"I love you too. Shall we still sleep for awhile"

"Yes"

Through different ways, both of us have became strong.