(winter)
Last night, when I came to you with cracked ribs caused by the ball and chain on my own weapon, as you bound the bruised flesh, you tearfully begged me to run away with you. I'm coming with more serious wounds and you're getting more fretful. So you had…
"Whatever it is; I don't care! Please, Kamatari…You're going to destroy yourself…"
I said I couldn't.
But now, I'm hurrying to your home. I spent all day thinking about it; I'm ready to give it up. I'm bursting to tell you; my Yuki, I love you. I want to be with you. Let's run away.
My world comes screaming to a stop when I reach your door.
Blood in the snow.
Bloody footprints trailing down the path.
I don't want to go inside, but I have to. I must know your fate.
There is blood everywhere.
My heart stops.
There you are, a once beautiful man, crumpled in a heap on the floor. Your clothes; your skin; it's all stained with blood. Your hair gleams red in the darkness. Kami-sama; you've been gutted; brutally murdered. Usui, that bastard! I can tell this is his handiwork…
"Ka…ma…" Sweet Buddha in heaven; you're still alive! You won't be for long…There's no undoing what's been done. I gather you in my arms, holding you against my heart, not caring that your blood is now seeping into my clothes. "Ai…shiteru…"
I love you. I want to say it in return, but the words catch in my throat and come out a mangled sob. Tears pour from my eyes; I'm sorry I ever got you into this mess, sorry; it was my fault; I should have told you…
I kiss your bloody mouth, whispering the only word I can manage…
"Goodnight."
I think you understand.