Impossible
He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close to his chest. His long arms tightened as if afraid she'd disappear from him forever. She has chosen him. Him, a magician, over her knight.
How many days has he stood from afar and watched his princess laugh and shine that irreplaceable smile only to her knight? Many.
How many times has he stood behind his princess and her knight pretending to not acknowledge their intertwine hands? Plenty.
How many times has he envied his rival for always bringing out that beautiful smile and how many times has he hoped that one day she would return his feelings? Numerous.
All his patients, agony, and hope have finally paid off because now at this very moment she confessed her love. What more did he want?
"I love you, Fai," she whispered quietly, so quiet that no one could possibly hear but he did.
His heart stopped; he had forgotten how to breathe. Was he right? She, his princess, pronounced her love to him. How long has he stood there talking to himself? Long enough for her to quickly turn and walk out thinking he has no such feelings for her. His body and mind screamed to take her and he obeyed. In a split second she was in his arms; tiny hands clutching onto his shirt as she buried her tearful face into his chest. Using his hand he lifted her chin up, pressing his lips onto her own.
Silk. The first word that could only describe her lips. The scent of chocolate covered strawberries and tea filled his senses and then he drowned; his restraint loosening. Once a gentle kiss now a passionate one; on the verge of embracing ones desire.
She wrapped her arms around his neck deepening the kiss, just as she did that he slid his tongue in resulting a gasp to escape from her. He pulled back apologizing, resting his forehead on hers he wiped her tears away with his thumbs while smiled at her. A smile he only saves for her, then, what he had longed for, she gave him that smile. His heart leapt for joy. How wrong was he to think she would smile only to her knight like that? To love him? It didn't matter anymore, she as here with him. Once more they shared another blissful kiss.
The sun shone so brightly his lid were a dark shade of orange. Using his right arms to shield his unfocused eyes from the sun he slowly sat up. Walking out of his bed he made his way to the open window.
"Just a dream." barely audible.
What more did he want?
To have the girl he wanted.
To confess to her and have her return his love.
How wrong was he?
Very wrong because it was an impossible love.
"Good morning Fai-san" Sakura called pulling him from his painful realization.
"Good morning Sakura-chan" he replied with a wave of his hand and a fabricated smile.
Yes, it was truly impossible for her to love him. As he watches her walk hand in hand with her knight on their daily morning stroll he wrapped his arms around his chest ready to face another painful day.
