"It's because of him! Isn't it? Well, Lapis doesn't love you! And he never will!" Her words struck me, straight to the depths of my very heart. Lothestie's words have managed to replay themselves again and again in mind. There they echo day to night. Never changing or hesitating to rip my heart out. As much as it pains me to even think her words were the truth.
Lapis Lazuli the object of my adoration will never return my feelings, he'll never notice me, nor will he ever care. Because in his eyes that's the way things have to remain. Forever.
He's changed a whole lot since the first time we met. Not just in the way he acts either, but in the way he moves, so gracefully like a dancer. Then there's the way he keeps his smiles hidden away, smiles you have to earn through a whole lot of hard work. When I first met him, he was really still just a kid, but now I see a truly beautiful man who's grown into his destiny. His hair's longer these days, he wears those raven strands down, unlike me, and let's them cascade down his...significantly broader shoulders. His eyes seem colder too, the look of someone who's seen far more then ever should have. Eyes like mine.
I'll be fair though and admit that I too have changed quite a significant amount. I was a Habit once, like the others, believing all the fodder about how we were so much better then the Juju's. I, like them was wrong, and I never would have even realized it if I hadn't been exiled from my home. Since the last time I saw Lapis I've gained a fair number of scars, the most visible one being the slash across my face. Unfortunately I think it takes more then battle scars to impress him. I'm not good enough for him anyway, not good enough for such a fine gem. I'm not even fair enough anymore to be the Juju of even the lowliest Habit, not anymore. So instead now I fight to you know defend the weak and all, he he I'm known now as the infamous Bandit Prince, what a change eh? A shame I doubt Lapis would be impressed by odd titles either.
Speaking however of the Bandit Prince, I did manage to steal a kiss from him once. That moment will always live on in y memory, with the sun setting behind us, and the ocean reaching up to lap at cliff we sat upon. Because where as Lothestie's words may have been real and true, so was that moment.