*no one 'cept Zilya Comarane. =^.^= okies?

Junoesque Jammed Junta

Oh pooh, everything is not exactly as I wished. It seems even the most well-built plan will crumble at my very feet. Hmmm, well, what I mean by all that mumbo jumbo is that Juri-sempai was arguing with the entire student council! She demanded that they explain what they were doing holding people hostage… what did she mean by 'holding people hostage'? Of course, then it hits me, there is only one person missing and Saionji has been looking sad lately. When I said I wanted to see her hurt- I didn't mean like that… It's hurting me, this horrible pang in my side that moves with my conscience. I can't explain what I mean, but I didn't want a disaster. I want help.

What's with this change of heart?

CyA LaTeRs!

Kiryuu Nanami

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Entry 50:

They called a student coucil meeting, but I didn't go, I went and visited Zilya. She was sitting on the balcony and looked off into the distance. I slipped into the Kiryuu garden and watch her from below. She looked nice, dressed in a beautiful coral dress and her hair drawn from her face. 'Zilya,' I called out in something more than a harsh whisper. She looked down at me and waved excitedly.

'I want out!' The next moment, she is hanging from the ledge. Yikes! Her hand slid from its earlier tight grip. She's slipping slowly. Mio Dios- she's about to fall… please, someone help her…

'What the hell are you doing? Crazy woman!' Touga appeared from the doorway. He reached over the railing and hauled Zilya back up. He smiled sickeningly at her as he addressed me. 'Kyouichi, if you wanted to see dear Zilya, all you had to do was ask… naughty boy didn't go to the student council meeting. Come inside?'

He makes me sick. I'll continue when I calm down.

- Saionji

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Anthy's Journal
Counting the days
Stripped to the final
Hours, minutes, lone seconds-

When will I see you again?
When will I hear you again?
When will I feel you again?

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Journal of the Deprived

Juri, Juri, Juri- how precious you are. I see the shiny look of anger spill down your cheeks as you turn from my view. Did you think that I was going to take it easy on you- when you came up here and challenged me in such a furious manner? That is so unlike you, to let yourself become over emotional in the time of battle, but you're growing soft in your ways ever since you've taken in Miki-kun under your wing.

Yes, we all know about you and him.

How much you cherish the naiveté of the precious blue-haired boy and the way he looks up at you with 'cheeks flushed with a rather pleasant blush', the way you still pine for Ruka, and the longing for Shiori put into words. It's all here… In your diary.

- the flower junkie

A\N: Reviews are greatly appreciated =^.^=