To Shiroi-Jyuujika, your new name's rather a mouthful, and much more difficult to spell too!
And I didn't forget you! I just couldn't write a suitable one that would seem to fit.
So anyway, this one is dedicated you, thank you for supporting me when I just began writing. It really meant a lot.
Lonely Music
The notes trilled in the still air of the garden, playing for a dead garden. Each one lingered in the air, before slowly fading away.
She knew she could never compare to her, his red rose, the very protector of the roses in the now dead garden. Smiling wryly against her flute, she resisted the urge to weep and cry.
He needed her, even if not in the way she would have liked. And for him she would remain strong, even if it meant killing her soul and destroying her dreams.
She played the last bar of the song, letting the poignancy of the music reverberate around. And then, with the very same notes, destroyed the last remaining rosebush in the garden.
AN: a little note to Lady Kai, I'm afraid you misinterpreted chapter 11, it was Fuuko rejecting Mikagami, not the other way around. ^_^