She pretended to be ok. She might have though she actually was ok. Dom knew better. She worked to hard. She was always helping people, and never took any time for herself. She wasn't content to just sit on the sidelines. She always had to be on the move, helping, saving.

And she only came to parties when he dragged her into them. And once she got there she was all fake smiles and laughter. Neal thinks that I'm the only one who can help her. I don't know. I really care for her but I can't do anything if she isn't willing to do anything. Exceptional I may be, miracle worker I am not.

I came after her on her little Scanran jaunt. Lord Raoul told me to take my boys, but even if he hadn't given his permission I would have gone anyways. Kel thinks she can do it all. And she's almost right. She can take care of everything and everyone except for her self.

Kel has all of these men surrounding her. All wanting the attentions of the Protector of the Small. None of them really know her. I've known her for six years personally and another four before that through Meatheads letters. I love her but she is oblivious to my feelings. She is a little matchmaker setting up my Lord and Buri and Meathead with his Yamami Blossom, but she can't see what is in front of her own nose.


Yukimi walks over to Kel and whispers something in her ear. Kel looks my way and blushes. I smile at her, wondering why she blushes. I've never seen her turn that shade before. Her eyes light up as Yuki leaves. Kel starts to walk my way and I leave my position on the wall to meet her half way. Bowing as she curtsies, I take her hand and lead her through the waltz that just came on. We danced with the music, although she pressed herself closer to me than she normally stood her cheeks warm and flushed. After the dance we walked out onto the balcony. I gently turned her to look at me. I lowered my head to hers slowly to give her time to turn away.

As soon as our lips met she sighed into me. When we broke apart, there were tears on her face. What's wrong I ask. She just smiles and said you're the only person I feel safe enough to let go of everything. I can't keep my mask on when you're around. It's like floating in quicksand. I look down into her eyes a few inches below mine. "And that's the way it should b