A/N: Mmm, unavoidable shounen-ai situation. Gotta love CLAMP ^_^

-Hopeless Devotion-

My lord, as I turn away I know the truth.

What cruel fate it was that tore you apart, the same cruel heart that created me. I live only to grant your wish, to serve your desire.

Your kiss is as illusionary as my form, my lord. Your embrace is as hollow as my heart, filled with the passion of another, my creator. My eyes are only as beautiful as the one who saw them first, the one who prays for you as this world crumbles before her.

Her selfish desire is what drives me to fulfil your wish. Her burning passion gave me this form, gave me this emotion. I am nothing but a form of her love, nothing but a figure to hold as she struggles under her the weight of a world, her love for you tearing her apart, filling me with her hopes and fears, her desires, her hopelessness.

It is such a cruel and selfish thing.

I want to stay by your side, my lord. I want to devote myself to you, to your desire. But your heart is real, your emotions roll like the tide, and they can never accept me.

I am nothing without her. I am but her cold creation, my purpose as free as her lovesick will.

Thunder rolls in the land of Cephiro, the sky is black and the clouds are heavy. Rain twists through the wind and greets dead ground. Her prayers are being answered, and death comes for her, against your wish.

Desires are colliding, my lord.

She wishes for the death that struggles through this gale, the death that will take you as it sweeps through.

You wish for something else.

Why do you not wish for death, when it will free your soul, realise your desire, fulfil your dream?

I never chose this life, never chose this wish.

Your eyes are dying as I beg to fight for you, to fight against the prayers of my creator, your desire, the only hope that remains for this land.

I never chose to fall in love with you, my lord.

My devotion to you is as illusionary as my form, my heart is as hollow as my desire.

I can see death now, heading for my soul. Heading for your wish and her passion. I know my love for you will die with my body, but your love for me will not fade until your wish is fulfilled.

It is devotion that allows me to die, my lord. My devotion will allow me to die, forgotten and alone.

The truth, is my devotion. It is as real as my illusion is fake.

Even in death, I will never see you again. But the soul that created me will always carry the bitter scars of my love, my impossible devotion.

Devotion that was born from my hopeless, empty heart.