*Disclaimer-No one belongs to me except for Zilya Comarane, okay?

Prologue: Twisted Glass

Touga stared relentlessly at the tall girl as he stood invidiously over her. She panted angrily, her body still winded as she recovered from the duel. Her presence grew stronger and stronger with each passing moment and Touga couldn't resist it anymore. Her name lolled off his lips as she flipped her long, curly, white mane back and greeted him with her copper- amber stare. Touga could hear the music-the Ends of the World was nearing. " Zilya Comarane-listen, can't you hear it?" The girl twisted under Touga's long limbs and looked up at him. A violin played, the sound of the bow desperately moving against strings, a piano not far behind filling up the spaces the violin could not bring itself to sing-hai, he was definitely nearing. "If you haven't given up your soul entirely, you'll be able to hear the sound-" Touga shifted closer to her, his eyes scanning hers before taking her hands into his and pulling them around his waist. "-running around the ends of the world. . ." Zilya offered no resistance, but bore a look of utter and absolute confusion. He laughed as contempt tickled the edges of her mouth.

"Kiryuu..? What are you talking about?" A car engine sounded in the distance- Zilya's eyes widened as she continued staring into blue eyes clouded with unimaginable knowledge. "I-I hear it." She pushed Touga away from her and stood. " I can hear IT!"

"Then come," he began as he stood before the startled Zilya. "-journey with us, to the world which you desire!" He flung his arm apart as if welcoming the embrace of the unknown, his shirt undone by the fury of the wind and the power of his voice. Broken glass and torn wood, a red convertible and a familiar face smiled from the dark recesses. "Come-" Touga repeated as he led Zilya to the car.

*A/N-short beginning, I know! Tell me what ya think-

- - Kireinamai