This is the third addition to my '365 Project'! :')

The date is June 9th 2011.

The song for today is: 'Lost Without You' by Delta Goodrem.

My other two stories were quite serious, so I decided to only make this around 88% serious. :P

I hope you all really enjoy this. :')

(3) Of Shiny Demon's Blood and Not Liking the Word 'Cute'

The train was exceptionally fast, blurring outside world in the passing. I stretched melodramatically, earning a few weird looks from beside, conversing passengers, and rested head into my arms – both due to embarrassment and deep in contemplation.

It's been minutes; only minutes, yet back there seems just too far away.

I act arrogant around you; what a fool; but I'm nothing of that. None of the talent; zero people skills; not really very funny; and my looks – don't even get me started on those.

Wanting so much to kiss and hold you close, I hid behind the side of me that doesn't like the word 'cute', and nothing happened on the platform; nothing; at least nothing except you embracing me so openheartedly, and that last touch – so full of love.

"Goodbye" The simplest end.

Why can't I be like you?

Glancing upward to a touch on my shoulder, a meek ticket lady smiled; silently asking for the obvious items.

"Here" I spoke rudely; a frown sprayed long across my features.

She then left.

It's only a business trip – I'll only not see him for a day or two. If that were true, why am I so empty, even after those seconds, as the train rushed off into the evening; I'd been wishing for some sort of engine malfunction the entire time – alas, fate's hand was pre-post played, I guess.

Then, the moment I entered an eclipsed tunnel, pain sprung out of nowhere – assaulting my ears like D-Day.

It's then, in that second of pain and that second of nothingness, that I thought a disturbing thought; brining the water to my eyes with the cruel, passing time.

What if he said: "We'd never be together" and we ended it with goodbye?

I don't know what I'd do.

Only when I had not him near, only then, did these mind mines allow themselves form. Still trapped in the darkness, I fought all the evil; fighting it all with memories of us together, of that hug, of that platform; of that platform hug.

Maybe I don't deserve him.

The blackness thinking it'd won, we reached the darkest frontiers of this dawn antonym.

Yet, that's really for him to decide.

With a feral screech, daylight exploded my monsters; staining the train with a wonderful glow which impersonated fairy dust – ironically, it was all just the blood of demons.

Surprised at how easy that all was, and how much I really did want to be with Takuya, I stared deep into the clouds bathing above, and smiled a true smile.

The ticket lady returned, shifting quickly through the seats.

"Erm… Hello; I wanted to apologize, about earlier" Stopped and faced me.

"Oh, that's perfectly fine – I know all too well I how it feels to be lost without your love around" She smiled and squeezed my shoulder in understanding.

Then, she simply carried on along the carriage.

"I missed you so much!" Takuya spoke, looking like a hug planned, yet he came to a halt; my aura a stop sign.

"You're really cute" With that, I embraced him warmly; planting a sweet kiss on his lips, Takuya nuzzling into my chest; and feeling truly complete in that moment.

(The broken-down train echoing into us; reverberating as a gentle hum of a lullaby)