Midnight_blue: Disclaimer?

Disclaimer: Midnight_blue doesn't own Vampire Princess Miyu, blah, blah, blah.

Midnight_blue: This is a short piece of work that expresses the emotions Miyu feels

towards Larva. A/U. Hope you like it! Oh, yeah, and please be gentle in your reviews!

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I am jealousy.

I cannot help but stare as you gracefully glide over towards the ladies on the other side of

the room.

A mass assortment of daggers makes its way to my breast and pierces my heart.

One by one, the knives twist deeper and deeper into my every soul as you speak to each

lady in turn, looking them over as you do so.

My heart gives an agonizing cry with each wrench of excruciating pain.

Are you looking for a former lover, or a new one?

I am self-hatred.

I wish foolishly for a mirror, but remember that even if I had one I wouldn't be able to

use it.

So mentally, I picture myself in my mind.

I see a young girl, not a young woman.

She is too slender, too innocent, too vulnerable.

She is nothing compared to those curvaceous seductresses you enjoy flirting with.

I look away as you tilt one beauty's chin upward to meet your appraising eyes.

A subtle blade slips through the barrier of my ribs and slides slowly into the empty

darkness that is my soul.

I can watch this dance of courtship no longer.

I am a melody.

A waltz begins to play.

The lilting melody fills the atmosphere around me.

A cascade of notes and trills pours into my ear and stretches into the deepest, farthest

corners of my mind.

The light, delicate sounds blend smoothly into a waterfall of music.

Each note falls to the bottom of my mind and rests there, fading, fading, fading away ever

so slowly, slowly, slowly.

Listening, I let the music drown out everything, even my thoughts.

I try to forget the pain in my heart.

I try to forget you.

I soon find this task impossible to complete.

Who could ever be able to forget someone so unique, so wonderful, so perfect?

How could someone ever forget you?

I wonder if you have found a woman to your liking yet.

I am surprise.

Miyu?

Yes?

I automatically respond to this voice.

It is somehow strange, yet familiar to me at the same time.

I turn to face you, half out of fear, half out of anticipation.

Your mask is gone.

It no longer confines the almost unnatural beauty of your face, the smoothness of your

velvety voice.

I am still unused to hearing you speak, but the image of your face is forever burned into

my mind.

I realize how much I love your voice.

The blessed tone that you use whenever you speak.

You take me into your arms, forcing a dance upon me.

No.

Not forcing.

I go willingly.

I am a servant.

I'd do anything for you.

I dance for you, with you.

Your long, lithe body brushes against mine with every step.

I am desire.

I long to press my body against yours.

I long to run my fingers through your satin hair.

I wish to gaze into your eyes and see what I have wanted for so long.

I am an alternative.

Instead, I pull as far away from you as possible without breaking away completely.

Instead, I clench a fistful of fabric at your shoulder.

Instead, I look away.

I am insanity.

I am going mad, being this close to you.

I do not know how much more I can take.

I look towards our surroundings.

We have somehow danced our way to a balcony that overlooks the shimmering sea.

A hundred million stars glisten, scattered across the vast, empty regions of space and sky.

A full moon hovers above our heads.

I am fear.

I finally break away from your arms, even as the melody goes on.

I am torn between running away and staying here.

I stay.

I am denial.

I ignore you.

You will go and find someone else to be with.

Moments pass by steadily, surely.

Finally, a hand comes to rest on my shoulder.

I look up, unbelievingly.

It is you.

I am bliss.

I enter your open embrace gladly.

I am crushed gently against the surface of your body.

I playfully twirl strands of the silk that is your hair around my finger.

I stare into your eyes.

I drown in a sea of blood red.

I am a prisoner.

You have trapped me with your eyes, caged me with your embrace.

I feel vulnerable, yet protected at the same time.

Is it possible for a prisoner to love her captor?

Is it a crime for a servant to love her master?

Is it wrong for me to love you?

I am painfully aware that my silent stare asks you all these questions.

Your smile answers all of them.

No.

Our faces draw closer to each other.

You lean down, capturing my lips with a kiss.

I am surrender.

I close my eyes.

Feel your fingertip trace an invisible line from my jaw to the corner of my mouth.

I succumb to the blind happiness of this moment.

I run my hands through your hair.

You start to pull away, ending the kiss, but I am unwilling to stop.

Not now, not ever.

I press our faces closer, throwing my arms around your neck.

You are surprised, but quickly recover by wrapping your arms tightly around my waist.

I suddenly jerk away, panting slightly.

I am contentment.

Tearing my gaze away from your eyes, I press the side of my face to your chest.

Minutes pass.

They feel like hours, and I am relieved for that.

Finally raising my eyes to meet your own, I once again fall into the crimson sea of your

gaze.

I see love.

I love you.

I don't know which one of us said those three words, but I am glad that they came out.

Your eyes say that you are glad, too.

I smile and kiss you again as two silhouettes, two hearts become one in the moonlight.

I am in love.

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