I just wanted Saya Onee-sama to speak to me like how she did in 1833
I just wanted Saya Onee-sama to speak to me like how she did in 1833. I just wanted her to notice me, dote on me and talk to me like how she did when I was locked in that dreadful place. I just wanted to be next to her, feel her warmth and enjoy her company. I just wanted to be a spoiled little child that has her fullest attention.
However, it was not be done. I could only looked out from that cage and reach for the stars, seeking comfort from the soft petals of the blue roses that seems to grow around that tiny little cell of mine.
--
Everyday I seems to wait for her voice. I would hear the clicking of the heel of her shoes. Then, I would hear her panting breath when she was running up the stairs and the soft fluttering of the hem of her skirts. Then, I would hear a steady knock upon that bolted door. She would always settled herself at a corner and talk to me.
I listened to her silently. Balls, soiree, beautiful dresses, her hunting experiences and so much more. I wanted to be the one that was beside her when she was enjoying these. I wasn't jealous, I was just curious what is the life outside.
"What's your name?"
My blue eyes widened. Yes, what is my name? Then, I realised that I doesn't have one. Those men did not give me any name. They called me, 'Monster' or 'Girl'. I was not given a name. Therefore, I replied truthfully.
"I don't have one..."
Her shock was passed through the words she spoke to me. It was heartwarming for me to hear that from her. Yes, I wanted a name. A beautiful name like what she has: Saya.
"Diva, then! You shall be Diva. A princess with a fair voice."
Diva... That word rolled out from my lips. I smiled. A name, finally. Diva... I love that name. I love the way she said it. She makes it sounds so lovely. I broke into a full grin.
"You don't like it? Diva?"
"No. It is fine. I like it. Then, I shall be Diva."
Yes, I am Diva. From then onwards, I am Diva. I am a princess with fair voice. I sang the song that she loves to hear. I could hear her humming along. I smiled.
Diva smiled.
--
"DIVA!"
I smiled weakly. That smile was all I could muster. Stupid Nathan struck that stupid sword into my chest. I could feel my blood crystallising slowly. My Saya Onee-sama was crying. So, was I. I could see the longing in her eyes.
"Saya Onee-sama, you have live on." I smiled again for her.
I thank you for calling my name. I thank you for giving me a name.
"Diva! No, Diva! DIVA!! Why is this happening?"
The tears pooled and rolled down my cheeks. I must maintain this smile for her. Afterall, she was the one that speak to me, cared about me, treats me like a fellow family member. I let out a last breath before I broke off...
"DIVA!!"
Yes, I hear you. Thank you for saying my name in the very end.
Carrot-kun: This is my first try writing a Blood+ fic. I love Diva and all her antics. To me, Amshel is the baddest asshole in the whole wide world. Treating Diva like she is just an experiment! RAWR!! Hope he dies and never get back alive!! I hope that I protray her feelings correctly... I would love to have some comments. Flames are appreciated. Tell me how am I doing this? Good or bad?