Darkness, My Beloved

II. Guise of Darkness

The sweet scent of a single rose filled her nostrils as she reached out to stroke her lover's hair..Treize Khushrenada. His fiery eyes were gazing into the depths of her soul. They were gazing into her inner spirit, which had become brittle like fresh ice. Her mind and twisted heart had both been abated by the adulteration of his death. But, she needed not to be reminded of it. For as long as his presence stood gracefully in the childish imageries of her dreams, she was able to continue her way along the rusty path in which vines of Life entwined with breaths of pain. This was her sanctuary. Treize Khushrenada was her sanctuary. Her constant semi-euphoric dreams.they were her sanctuary from the cruel world outside.

When her fingertips seemingly met the soft strands and tresses of the man's hair, the once melliferous rose petals began to wilt as drops of dark claret, descending down majestically into a heap of bubbling crimson liquids. A pungent smell of fresh, bloody roses replaced the bliss. One last deriding smile from his lips..before.his excellency, Mr. Khushrenada, faded into a void fear of sterility. Blank..nothingness..

Lady Une shot up from her bed, and a sudden rush of cold welcomed her body bitterly as she left her warm sheets. Breathing hard and clutching the sheets with a vice grip, she turned her head in the direction of an eerie presence of her ill-lit room.

"You.", she gasped, shuddering violently. Grabbing a vase on the nightstand beside her, she impelled it at the dark hooded figure standing in front of her. It flew past it, and into a wall, meeting a demise of a solid impact. "STOP HAUNTING ME!!!!!"

"You haunt yourself", it returned. The voice was nothing but a raspy breath of whispering air.

Une grimaced heavily, and ran her burning fingers through her hair. "What are you talking about" Her eyes were turned away from the somber breath in front of her. Was it Treize? It must have been Treize. ".who are you?"

The figure said nothing as it made its way to her through the dark. The starless sky bore a sickly, fallow shaded moon. That night, her shades of a musty yellow kept from giving off a glorious light, and stood high amidst heavens of black clouds as a dreary loner.

A chill ran up the lady's spine as the cool, rough hand of what seemed to belong to a man, ran down from her tear stained cheek to her own bare shoulder. His touch was soft as Mr. Treize's. It was him..she knew it. Groaning slightly as she felt him move away, Une outstretched her hand to lift the hood, however a strong hand caught her by the wrist. Its grip was maddening, but despite the horrid pain that ran after her pulse, she struggled not.

"I am.", the hooded man paused. "Darkness. You haven't yet the exemption to see my face, nevertheless verify my presence as your beloved."

As he turned away from her bed, she caught a glimpse of his lips in what little light was present; soft, and perfect. "I know its you", she mumbled more to herself. "I am sure" With her eyes truthfully shut, she leaned in beyond the point where the ominous hood loomed, and planted a soft kiss on his lips. His lips tasted foreign, but it had not occurred to her so.

"Good night", the figure whispered. He released her arm, before vanishing into the dark.

"I know its you, Treize..I knew you would come to me. I knew it"

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ "Dreams last so long

Even after you're gone

I know you love me

And soon you will see

You were meant for me

And I was meant for you?"