Guardian
By: Guubear
The girl could only come out when it's absolutely necessary.
Merciless, ruthless, she carved out a bloody trail for me every time I called upon her name. Shizuru…
She still smiled the same way I remembered, even though her face had lost its rosy complexion; she still embraced me the same way she used to, even though her hands had lost their warmth.
"Are you ready?" I asked. She nodded, and placed a tender kiss on my lips.
I missed her voice.
"Let's go." I gripped tighter on my staff. I knew I would be marching to my death, but because she was there with me, I felt oddly at peace.
"There is no other way", that's what she told me years ago, and I believed her. There was no other way. Round and round the cycle of death could never end.
Then I should join her soon.
"To Zanarkand."
Author's Note: I was in a weird mood when I wrote this. Cookies to those who figured out their relationship. Please read and review.