A KonoSetsu Poem
Her wings are white as snow; her hair dyed black as night
Her heritage she does not show, for her tribe believes it is not right
She lives only to protect Kono-chan; her secret true love
From demon, beast, woman or man; she is death from above
She does have one great weak spot; one single character flaw
When long brown hair comes her face grows hot, and stutters flow from her jaw
"Secchan, are you alright?" Her perky charge does ask
She has an urge to take flight; or hide her face with a mask
"I-I-I'm fine O-Ojou-sama. Don't worry about me."
Amused by Secchan's drama Kono-chan chuckles with glee
She loved to flirt with her knight, who protected her princess
Who always kept her in sight, and saved her when she was in distress
She wished it to go further than friendship in the end
Setsuna shouldn't just serve her; her feelings she wanted to send
Konoka took a deep breath and summoned her strength
Hoping Setsuna wouldn't blush to death; she kissed her at length
She tasted like honey; and Konoka wanted more
Her insides felt warm and sunny as she pushed the warrior's back to the door
Minutes passed by until they drew back and gasped
Konoka felt as if she may die. "I love you." She rasped
"I-I l-l-love you too, Ojou-sa—I mean Kono-chan"
Konoka's hand stuck to Setsuna's like glue, and she ran
Out of the dorms and to the world tree
Their love made it through emotional storms, and now it was free
To flourish and bloom like a beautiful flower
A future bride and her groom; their happiness never to grow sour