Wish

Kisshu could just see his objective. It slept soundly and innocently, her red hair let down and laid out all around her, her beautiful brown eyes closed, dreaming. He touched the window, ever so wanting her to be his. But her heart belonged to another, someone who didn't deserve such a beauty. His hand turned into a fist and he lightly hit the window, his face scrunching up.

The dim moonlight barley illuminated his deep green hair and liquid amber eyes that were currently looking through the window. He breathed unevenly, thinking of what bliss it would be to have her as his, even if it was only for a day. The extravagant name 'Ichigo' to belong to his lips only, to speak her name with a passionate force that she would accept willingly. He gripped his shirt where his heart was, because it was now burning with a fierce desire and hurt.

"Why must you love that human?" He whispered, his voice a pained cry. He floated farther away from the window and sat in a tree not far from it. "Just a day…" He whispered, and leaned back into the tree, closing his eyes. As he did, a flash of light shot through the sky, a shooting star leaving its trail for just a second, enough for anyone looking at the sky to see it and make a wish.