We open the curtain and step in. Obviously I was the cleaner one of the two. I look over at Rikku's side littered with a wrinkly, dirty bed, tiny shorts and used-up glow necklaces from the club. Then I look over at my side with a neat bed, clothes nicely folded up in the corner, and a small bookshelf of books. There is a maroon curtain that separates our sides of the house.

I go and sit on the bed with my back against the headboard. He sits down at the end of the bed. I try to start the conversation, "So...um...where were you?..."

He looks around the room, taking in every conceivable fact he can gather. He quietly starts to speak "After I left you...I went to a heavenly place. It was tranquil and perfect...Then I could hear the words...I could hear you. The feeling then became greater and I desired you so much. I could feel your loneliness and despair and your love for me. I then heard your chanting. The chanting was then pulling at me and I was starting to slowly fade. Next thing I knew I was in the water. I came up for air and it was then when I saw you. Your countenances were so angelic in the setting sun."

I just stare at him with an unspeakable awe. His love was greater then I had thought. I crawl down the bed to him. I embrace him, knocking the air out of his lungs. I start to rock in his arms and cry. I just whisper, "I love you....I love you" in his ear through my sobs.

I eventually stop crying and he lays down on the bed. I lay down next to him and rest my head on his chest. He strokes my soft, chestnut hair and I fall asleep in his arms.