Darkness.
It's a nice thing, until you're engulfed in it.
I know it is.
Being the 13th leader of the Sumeragi clan, I should.
Exorcisms can change a person…
…free a person…
…release a person.
I perform them every day.
And yet there is still a ghost that haunts me.
The twin stars on my hands are proof…
Seishiro-san.
I never thought he was the Sakurazukamori.
My naïveté continues to astound me.
Even after my sister was killed…
By him.
And now I stand, hiding my true feelings behind a mask of grief as my scars burn, driving me towards him…
The Sakurazukamori.
Cherry blossoms never looked beautiful to me.
They're a reminder of death, something to be crushed underfoot by the living.
Yet Seishiro continues to taint the pure with the impure.
The white with the red.
My sign is a star.
As is his.
But together the stars are cancelled out, mirror images of eachother.
And I have yet to avenge his eye.
It's a milky white now, the opposite of its twin.
And I have to give the twin back to him.
So I'll wait.
Forever, if I have to.
Until I can give him his honor back.
And tell him what I've wanted to say for a long time…
"Seishiro-san…aishiteru."
When I'm finally able to breathe without catching my own breath in my throat,
Finally able to look in a mirror without breaking it,
Finally able to smile truly.
Then I'll come.
As fast as I can.
And Seishiro-san had better be ready for me to avenge my sister.
And myself.
For a broken heart doesn't heal in a year.
No, it takes much longer.
So when he meets me…
…eventually…
I'll be ready.
To fight…
…and to love.
-FiNiS-
Whoa, that was…depressing…compared to my other fics…
Review, please.