Chapter 3
So here I stand. The place were it all began... And were my life ended. It's late at night, but I can see everything perfectly. The track, the bleachers, the woods. It still looks the same. Just as it is carved in my memory. The stairs to the shrine are still as steep, the moon shines just as brightly.
So now I'm here. Can I actually pull this through? Do I have what it takes? The guts to do this?
My heart knows better than my brain. It pushes me forward, it gives me the strength that I need. Lets just hope that will be enough to pull me through.
Please, I beg to every God that is listening, let me see him. I don't ask for much, I just want to hear his voice. Just that. If 3 years of misery aren't enough to win a chance to see him, talk to him, touch him, then... I don't want to go on. I just simply can't. I've tried, believe me, and my heart just refuses to let go, I refuse to let go. Whatever sin have I committed to win this punishment?
Okay. This is it Hitomi. Don't regret it.
I hold the beautiful white feather, my only tangible memory, and concentrate my will. If it is true that I'm the bearer of the power of Atlantis, if it is true that I have the power to change destiny, the power of destruction and rebirth, the I command that power, no, I beg to that power to get me to the place were my soul is, the place were I left my heart, my sanity, and everything I hold dear.
Take me to Gaea.
She'd been watching him. Poor Van-sama. He'd suffered so much, and yet, he couldn't get his happiness.
Was it so hard for her to stay? Did she love that blue-green world of hers so much to leave him behind? Did she have to break his heart, rip his soul and then turn tail and run? Was she so blind?
She couldn't help to stare stupidly at her claws. When had those come out?
Okay, so maybe she was getting to carried away on bantering and cursing the memory of the Mystic Moon girl. She had been her friend, after all. Or at least some sort of friend. Hitomi was the kind of girl that you became instant friends with. She was pretty, sensible and caring, enough traits to win anyone's heart. Why couldn't she be like her?
All she had ever wanted had been for Van to love her, to care for her as he cared for Hitomi. She had always been there for him, his childhood friend, always his faithful companion and were had that gotten her? He still regarded her as his younger sister, the little girl that always glomped him or tackled him, depending on your point of view.
What has a girl got to do to get a guy to notice her? She wasn't a gorgeous beauty like Millerna; she wasn't a sweet, cute girl like Hitomi; she wasn't a perfect lady like Eries; she wasn't as schooled as them all. What did she have to do?
Even after 3 years of lending a kind ear for Van's heart, she still didn't have a clue as to how to get to the above named heart.
She had long ago given up on trying to conquer him, settling for just loving him from afar. Now she only begged for him to find some happiness, to get out of his misery, to forget her. She would gladly give him up if she new that he had found happiness.
She could only pray that it wasn't to late for him.