Why? was all she could ask. She had only proclaimed what she was told was right and he used it against her. Hadn't he once had a heart as she had. Couldn't they feel just the way that all do? Was that too much to ask in such a place. Just to say three words and have them returned to you with the same amount of feel.
No, she had learned. No. It was a weakness. A weakness everybody could use against you. Even your own allies. They'd tear you from the inside out with it. They'd make sure blood spilled from you, and then they'd walk away. She knew that's what they would do. That's what happened to her.
But, no, she couldn't leave, even if her body and brain begged her. The door was so close. No, she couldn't leave. She had to get the message through to him. She had to make him to make him understand what she had come her to have him understand.
She had to make him understand that she loved him.
"Oh, Kitsune-y. Come out here and play." His voice tainted the air. "Oh, come on now. Come out, come out, wherever you are." She crawled to the bed, lifting herself to it. She hoped for a moment or two at rest. Her hope was crushed when her eyes vanished within a pair of ice. "There you are." He grabbed her neck, pushing against the pillows. His eyes glared into her, mischief and amusement dancing within their orbs. "Now, let's play." He leaned in and did the unthinkable.
He kissed her. Hard.
She stared at him, but a new sensation, deeper then what she could place. A warm, tingle, sort of feeling. A feel that made her want to accept the kiss.
But it was short lived. He pulled away. "You enjoyed that, didn't you Kitsune-y?"
She bit her tongue, knowing the result of her answer. But, her lips didn't want to listen.
"Hai."
And that earned her a hard slap across the face.
She fell off the bed, holding her face in pain. One sob escaped her throat. She can just picture that mischevious smirk upon his glaring face.
"Gomen Ne."
He froze. "Nani?" He snapped.
"Gomen ne...watashi no ai."
He yanked her hair back, watching as a silver tear, one silver tear, slid down her cheek.
"You're going to wish you never said that..."
HIs voice faded away, the pain with it. His grip evaporated, as with him.
She looked around, only to find herself waking...