Come to Love Me
By SMYGO4EVA
It was better when they went their separate ways. Juri couldn't find it in her heart to forgive Shiori, for what she had done, and for what she didn't do. When they crossed paths, they always ended up hurting each other.
Shiori had her heart caught in a vice. Juri couldn't tear herself away. Her soft smile and her wiles weighed Juri down; she could not help but lean into Shiori's touch.
Their touches lingered, hands entwined, and lips caressing. Such moments were followed by guilt. Shadows unfolded, and silhouettes of their true selves were unveiled. Where they once exchanged passing glances, honeyed words, and baubles of secret love had become broken promises.
Juri kept needing Shiori. The same was said about Shiori, in her own twisted way. As much as they tried to avoid it, like the duels they fought, it was inevitable they were in each other's orbit. As long as they saw each other, they couldn't move past vengeance and lust, and it was all for naught.
Those foolish things like love and affection, Juri could only hurt, and Shiori would only bring regret. They reached for each other in the dark, and they would suffer in perfection.