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And Silence Overwhelms Us

With a prick of her finger, the princess felt her life suddenly fade away. It wasn't like she didn't know what might happen, but her tears couldn't help but to fall to the ground. Defying the gravity her body stopped in time. Time paused for a moment as her lonely yet loving childhood memories ran across the room and stopped. Her heart stopped.

Her world was going down. No, time was slowing down.

Her body came to again. The world stopped, yet she didn't. Is this her last time to see the beauty of this world before her world may be devoured by her inner-darkness and sorrows? No? Then what is it?

She walked through her passage way and into a corridor to the main hall of the castle. Pictures of old ancestors were seen and remembered with a smile. This was her last time for love and care to these pictures.

Oh Yes! The name of the beautiful princess is Suzuhara Misaki. Cursed at birth, she was a foreboding mystery. She was to prick her finger at the age of 16 and fall into a slumber for 100 yeas as to what her fairy said.

She paused in the doorway to another hall when she felt or saw another movement of another being. Wasn't she the only moving object in the peculiar dimension?

"Misaki-chan," She heard a voice behind her before she touched her mother's beautiful painting, "What's happening? Did you prick-," He hesitated as the small princess turned around and smiled.

"Yes, I pricked it while sewing. You already know what is to come of me, so there's no use of being surprised," She smiled brightly and walked closer to the slightly older boy, "You could just show me your wondrous, charming smile in the time I have left before my slumber!" She said grasping his hand with her small hands.

"Of course," He smiled in his despair. His smile couldn't help but to fall with sorrow and worry, "Misaki-chan—I can't help but to think of the next time I will be able to talk to you. Or see the smile on your adorable face," She felt a blush emerge to her cheek, and her hands grew nervous.

"Oujiro-san, you always have me in your spirits. Come, let's walk off you worries!" She said grabbing his hand and giving him a rushing push. "Smile!" She stated before looping her arm within his. She took him to her enchanted garden in which she took care of often.

"Ah, I really do love this garden. It's where I spent most of my time reading or doing some activity," She let out a sigh of relief.

"Though time may have stopped I feel comfortable" Maybe because you're simply here, Oujiro. She thought happily to herself before she turned to the boy.

"Hey! Who're you marrying?" She said teasingly to the surprised boy, "Hmm?"

"No one," He said turning to hide his embarrassed expression. He turned his eyes towards her direction before he thought of the last argument she and him had.

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'Misaki-chan! Why are you so worried about whether who's marrying who?' Oujiro thought with slight anger and frustration. She had just realized whom he was supposed to be marrying, and screamed an overwhelming yelp of sadness before running out of the party corridors. Following her footsteps, Oujiro pasted with a worried expression, wondering whether his 'friendship with her' will surrender to the hand of his fiancé or will she simply forget and brush it off. He'd have to find out.

"Just go," Misaki said stopping herself from taking another regretful step away from her beloved. Tears were not falling from the sapphire eyes of hers. Her breath was short yet still shown because of the winter cold snow that fell, bringing a blanket shivering-like temperature.

"What? No—I'm not leaving you here alone! What's wrong with you today? Are you avoiding me?" He said before taking his next needed breath. She stood still as he took several steps forward.

"Why are you wasting your time? Go, to your fiancé!" She couldn't but to roll the last part of the sentence in a disgusting manner. Would you blame her?

"Do you have—wait, no you aren't jealous are you?" He felt his lips tremble to help him keep his laughter from surfacing. He couldn't help it anymore; soon before he knew Misaki was pouting as she turned to see his eyes.

"You're not funny!" She said jumping in the air with frustration while turning all sorts of colors.

"I am sorry," Misaki said removing her eyes from his view. What's she feeling? Thoughts began to gather in the seconds he had to make a choice whether this or that. What was he going to do? Wait, what was she sorry for? "For just being that girl that won't go away and stop with the nonsense. That girl that—that keeps bringing you down,"

He took his final step before embracing her.

"I won't just leave you here alone,"

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"Oujiro?" Misaki giggled at his staring. He shook it off and recovered with one of his genuine smiles. Showing his pearls Misaki couldn't resist but to stare. She already had knew her desperate yet secretive of him. "No, Misaki! Keep them hidden!" Her mind would argue and argue with her each day, but her urge would keep reappearing to taunt her again. What would she do?

Simply avoid him.

But she would have to tell him this time. Though she would love to keep it a secret and see his life move on without her. It'd be the worst, happiest day of her life. She would only live to 16, just making herself an oxymoron.

"Misaki?" Oujiro's 'worry scale' was reaching high; she'd have to dispel any worries to make him comfortable with her slumber soon to come.

"Ah, time is beginning to approach once more. My time is coming!" she smiled sadly as she saw her flower's petal slowly come off, as if it was a countdown to when she will have to go back to her starting place. Her sewing room was the start.

Oujiro gulped with sadness as Misaki stood before him. "Come, let's go back to the sewing room," She smiled and grabbed the petrified boy's hand. Please, please don't breakdown, she pleaded to God.

It'd be just harder to let you go.

"Okay," He stood smiling, but she could clearly see the grief in his smile. He led her to her dormitory in silence.

They finally arrived to the door.

He opened the door and saw her knitting on the floor. The needle with the blood was the first thing his eye would catch. That very object that contain such a power to take the life of his very dear friend. Of course she was dear to him. He-

He loved her. He mind concluded. He looked down to the girl as he saw a bird slowly flying across the window. She had little time to say her goodbye. He felt his throut grow dry. She looked to his eyes.

"Be happy, okay?" She grasped his hand and put her necklace within it. "Be happy for me," She let go of his hand departing him, but a swift movement captured her from leaving. "Oujiro-san-," She felt her body move towards his. What is he thinking?

"It'd be very hard to be happy without you," He pressed his lips against her passionately. Her face grew warm as yearning tears fell from her face. I promised I wouldn't cry, she thought agonizingly. He released her and avoided her tear filled eyes.

"Look at me," She said putting he hand to his face. He kept looking away. "Okay, goodbye Oujiro-san," Her eyes avoided to even take a last glance of him. It was unbearable. She sat in her sewing seat as her few seconds fled.

"Okay, goodbye Oujiro-san," Echoed his mind before she faded away. She smiled as her face became unclear. Her eyes closed before he saw her fall to the floor. He tried running after her but he couldn't move. He blinked.

Time reappeared and he was at his same location before he met- Misaki! He ran to the corridor where he met her in that "dream". His breath trailed to the air and he ran out of it as he approached her door. He slammed it open and he saw the girl lying on the floor, with blood on the needle.

"M—Misaki!" He ran before jumping out of his calm exterior. His eyes felt hard and heavy as heartbeat was stopping; her pulse was easing; and her smile was fading away.

But her warmth stayed.

The guards heard his scream and ran to the point. But for the first time in years…

Oujiro had cried.

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Oh man! It's almost like Sleeping Beauty! There's only going to be a short amount of chapters in this.

Please review! Oh and named changed! 3

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