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Reflection of the Moon

Eyes • Amber Eyes

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It was cold, dark and wet. Where was I? I couldn't see. It was as if the darkness had eaten me alive. Water was beneath my feet, and I was walking on it. A moon was in the water, but there was no moon in the sky, if there was a sky at all.

I shivered, and I messed the warmth To-ya always provided me, but he was so far away now . . .

Suddenly, I spotted a twinkle of light in the distance. Could it be To-ya? Even if not, it brought me hope nonetheless. In the darkest night, even a dim light could be the sun.

The splashing of water beneath my feet resounded through the stagnant air as I ran, and slowly, the light grew stronger. I made out a faint silhouette in the light, and it was a human form, only with two huge wings. Was it an angel?

Finally, I was in front of the creature. The light was coming from him, though it wasn't surprising at all. He must be a deity from heaven or a god, or something. He was too beautiful and perfect. Long tendrils of silver hair that reached his feet framed his pale and exquisite face, on which a pair of silvery violet eyes seemed to be cutting right through me. A pair of snowy wings opened up behind him, lithe and strong, the feathers so white and clean that it hurt to look at them. But as beautiful as he was, his whole being felt like a glacier, frozen up with sorrow and tired of the world. If felt just like how I was now, without To-ya. He was like me.

"How did you get here, Yukito?" he suddenly spoke up and I was jolted out of the trance of staring at him.

"W . . . What? How did you know my name?"

He shifted his icy gaze towards the moon in the water and said in a distant voice, "You are that moon in the water, and I am the one in the sky. Our forms are different, but we are two of the same thing."

"What are you talking about?! How can we be the same? I'm human, and . . . and you are . . ."

"I am but a Guardian created by my former master, Clow Reed. He has died a long time ago." A flash of hurt fleeted across his eyes, and a twinge of pain jolted through my heart. I could feel him. "I am now the Guardian of Sakura Kinomoto, the new mistress of Clow cards," he continued, "and in order to stay near her, I have a false form which I can turn into, so as to not draw too much attention. You are my false form, Yukito, and we are not human. You are not human."

"Not human." Those words echoed emptily in my mind and in the dark void I was in.

"It . . . it isn't possible! I'm human!" I half-shouted, though I had a feeling deep down that he was right. But how could I just let those two simple words of his tear apart my whole life?! "It's not true! I have my grandparents, and the house, I go to school just like any normal person, and . . . and there's To-ya. I exist! I have my own life!"

He looked at me coldly, unflinching, though there was a sense of sympathy and helplessness under that. "Yukito, I don't deny that you exist. You have your own life, but the memories you have before you came to Tomoeda are all made up. There are no grandparents in the world, and everything else is all part of my illusions. Your sole purpose is to hide me, your true identity."

"No . . . no . . . then . . . then I don't have anything anymore. No . . . don't take everything away from me . . ." I choked out and wilted to the ground. I wanted to melt into the waters, to sink into the ground, then this will stop. It was all a dream, right?

"I am not taking anything from you. You may have nothing when you were crated, but ever since you first made human contact, you are alive. Not all the things in your life are illusions. Touya is not an illusion to you, is he?"

I felt like shattering into a million pieces when I heard his name. "You don't understand! To-ya . . . To-ya he . . . I can't be beside him anymore. I can't harm him. And now, if he knows that I'm not human, then he won't even look at me anymore . . . No, I can never tell him . . . I can't lose him . . . I can't lose him more than I have already . . . I just can't . . . live without him . . ."

He placed his hand gently on top of my head, "But nobody's standing in your way."

"How can you say nobody?! Do you want me to take him away from the whole society just that he can be with me? How can I be so selfish?! I won't rip apart his life just fro my selfish wishes."

He remained silent after that, as if contemplating what I'd said. But I doubt he would know how I felt.

Finally, he moved his hand to my forehead and a warm and cozy feeling spread through my body. "Sleep now, Yukito," he said in a soothing voice, like a lullaby, and my eyelids felt heavier and heavier. Before I totally closed my eyes, I asked, "What is your name?"

"Don't you know that already?"

Everything faded from view, and even his glowing form started blurring and dissolving. Everything was like a dream, and I wondered if any of that had happened at all. But I was unconscious before I could think further.

"Don't you understand, Yukito, that all there is standing between you and Touya is you yourself?"

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Tsukishiro Yukito sat up with a start. That dream . . . He could still remember every instant of it, even the feeling of the cool liquid against his feet were still in his senses. "Not human." He was not human.

He bolted up from the bed and rushed into the bathroom, feeling sick. Even though his stomach was empty, he still felt like vomiting. Instead, he dunked his whole body under the icy cold water, feeling the liquid trickling from his neck down his spine and got absorbed by the fabric. He shivered, but it made him feel; it reminded him that he could still feel. Finally, he stepped out of the shower, water dripping from his hair and slid down his cheeks, mimicking the movement of tears. Or were they really tears? No one could tell, not even Yukito himself.

He moved like a zombie through the house, doing things mechanically like a robot, all the while his eyes blank. A few minutes later, he walked out of ht house. He had archery practice. He came to the spot where he usually waited fro Touya, and glanced longingly at the road leading to the Kinomoto residence. Guilt flared up in his eyes, and he twisted his head away abruptly and kept walking, and walking, and walking, letting his feet lead him to school.

Once he arrived at the archery club, he heard whisperings behind his back. Those whisperings.

He pretended that he hadn't heard the murmurings and pulled back an arrow. "How could the captain let him join the club? Doesn't he care about our reputation?" Yukito closed his eyes, wanted to wipe everything away from his mind. He let go of the arrow.

It didn't even hit the target. The whispering got stronger.

Another one. Missed. Another one. Missed. He couldn't' see anymore.

Suddenly someone asked loudly, "Captain, why did you let Tsukishiro-san join the club? He may be able to shoot before, but look at him now, only a pathetic wimp who can't even pull the bow straight. Besides, it's not like you don't know what they are talking about out there. Do you want our whole club to get excluded from the school?"

"I know, I know, but our club is in need of people right now, and you have to admit he has a strong potential. I am thinking for out club. But if he still doesn't get better in two weeks, I'll kick him off the team, okay?"

They talked as if he doesn't even exist. Just then, the string of the bow he was holding snapped into two, slicing a bloody line across his arm. Everyone turned to look at him, but he just calmly took up another bow from the rack, all the while the blood trickling down his arm. He took out another arrow, tainting its feathers red, and pulled it across the bow.

Thud! It hit the bull's eye.

Yukito turned around and bowed, then smiled and said, "I hope that I won't get kicked off after two weeks. If you don't mind, I'd better go to the heath room now. I don't want to dirty the floor. Blood stains are really hard to get rid of."

Nobody spoke a word as he turned to leave, the blood sliding down his arm like tears.

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I wanted to see him, to make sure that he was all right. He just ran off after the incident the day before, and I never saw him in school after that. I wanted to apologize, even though I knew I had done it already, but it wasn't enough. I wanted to apologize until he would never cry anymore, until I had the chance to wipe the tears stains off his face.

But he wasn't there at the usual spot today. Oh, I forgot, he had archery practice now. I had a feeling he had done this on purpose, to avoid me. I gritted my teeth and pedaled furiously, hoping to get some frustration out of my system before I meet Yuki, or else I might just lose control again. Only he could affect me this much.

Rushing to the classroom after I jammed the lock around the bike, I noticed that he wasn't here yet. Luckily there were no pesky girls coming to greet me, because I wouldn't' know wheat I would have done.

"Good morning, everyone." My head jerked up at the sound of Yuki's voice, and saw him enter the classroom, smiling brightly. I heaved a sigh of relief. It looked like hew as back to normal. But then, there was something odd about that smile, as if it wasn't quite true. It was normally easy to tell when Yuki's faking a smile, but now . . . The bad feeling returned.

"Yuki," I called out as he came over, his smile never fading from his face.

"What is it, Touya-san?"

"Touya-san." Now I understood. The smile, it was the ones used on strangers, whom you didn't want to acknowledge, but had to out of politeness. It was a real smile that contained no deeper feelings than what was on the surface.

"Nothing," I replied as I clenched my fist, trying to crush that emotion in me which was making my eyes sting and hurt. Lowering my head to prevent him from seeing my pathetic expression, I noticed a gauze and bandage around his right arm.

"Yuki, what happened to your arm?!" I asked frantically, my worry overshadowing all the previous emotions. But before he could answer, the bell rang and the teacher walked in. we settled down, and I cast him another worried look, which he returned with that smile.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and said, "Teacher, I can't see quiet as well from behind here now, so can I switch seats to the front row?" my heart sank to the bottom of the ocean once the teacher nodded his approval.

And I just watched helplessly from my seat, as he drifted further and further away from me.

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