"If I could Kiss him..." - Hiyori
"If I could hug him" - Mashiro
"If only he would love me too" - Lisa
When he came into the abandoned shack-hole that was our Vaizard head-quarters, not only was I surprised, but I was happy as well. There he was, all 5 feet 11 1/2 inches of him. Yes, call me stalker if you may, but I was that entranced with him. I had always wanted to step up on my tippy-toes and just kiss him.
sakura mau mada sukoshi samui sora no shita
kimi wa yuku chiisa na kata ni yume ya kibou nosete
Which is why I pushed him to the extent I did when we were in Hachis' barrier. Inside, even though I screamed obsceneties at him whilst training, I was aching. I didn't want to do this to him, didn't want him to hurt, didn't want him to go through pain. I didn't want to see those pained eyes, which had seen so much, didn't want to see them turned towards me.
ima tabidatsu kimi ni okuritai
kyou kurai majime ni ita tte ii jan
arittake no egao o hanataba ni
kimi ni tsutaeyou messeeji
I wish they would leave me be for once.
"GRAAAAAAHHH!"
I knew I pushed it too far when I saw molten gold set into deep obsidian. My vision was overtaken with red, white, and souless gold.
"Is this how I am to die? At the hands of the man I love?"
My thoughts were squashed out as precious air left my lungs. My eyes rolled up into my head, Hollows influence leaving them and they white purity of Humanity slowly took over. My eyelids fluttered as I gripped my crushes hands, feeling them tighten ever so slightly, hearing him cackle as I started to spasm, legs waving of their own accord.
All fo a sudden, he was gone. Cool air came through my nose, mouth, blessed and wanted. I gasped like a fish out of water, looking down at my crush (love, protector, savior).
arigatou issho ni warattekurete
arigatou issho ni naitekurete
I automatically cringed away. "Maybe pushing him to get stronger wont work..." I think.
"Happy Hiyori?"
I stare down, glaring. They might think I'm glaring at HIM, but in reality, it is THEM I am glaring at. For what would be a more honourable death than to die at the hands of your love?
They can't know, though.
They break his mask, the sound of shattering bone echoing through the dim-lighted building.
"If only I could tell them..."