Disclaimer: Yami no Matsuei does not belong to me. It belongs to Yoko

Matsushita, whom we must all worship.

(Doesn't see the point of writing Disclaimers on fanfiction, but I have

nothing to forfeit if I do get sued ;; )

I See

Prologue

Tsuzuki-san... I have been enraptured by you since coming across your

photograph in my dear grandfathers things.

When I gazed ar your photograph, do you know what I saw?

You may think I saw the solution to resurrecting my brother. Such a strong

august body would achieve my goal, wouldn't you say Tsuzuki-san?

True...That is one thing that I saw.

I saw a single unbandage eye, a vacuous eye. I yearned to discover what was

behind those gorgeous eyes of yours, Tsuzuki-san. Your beautiful vacant

expression seemed to be staring off into another worldly dimension.

I yearned to be in that place, whatever you saw. But I knew not how to

reach it.

But your Data....your DNA....Tsuzuki-san, you are well disguised as a normal

human. I could have informed you of that myself without reading my dear

grandfathers report. No normal human being would have ensnared me by means

of a mere photograph.

Those feelings were so difficult Tsuzuki-san. Regardless of my education

and status, this feeling was new to me. I had never felt so emotionally

overwhelmed by a single person ever before.

I was terrified Tsuzuki-san.

So terrified that I would clutch that dear photograph of you and allow

myself to weep where I would not be heard or seen.

This was your fault Tsuzuki-san. For giving me this new obstacle to

overcome.

I know, however, that I am not the only one you entranced with your Delphian

spirit. The boy, the fabled secretary...they all fell as I did.

Tell me why, Tsuzuki-san, why you had me fall. Why hald my mind was now in

that other world caught with your gaze.

I came up with an ingenious plan, Tsuzuki-san. Because I had been entranced

by you, the only way to dispose of this terrifying feeling was to dispose of

you. Not a regular disposal, as I would normally do, I assure you.

I found it a strangely odd coincidence that the solution of my desire to

destroy my brother was in the yellowed photograph I clutched in my trembling

hands. To meet you would bring me to my knees. To dispose of you would

allow me to experience the human sensation of lust, for love requires two

people, and to rid me of that burden, hopefully, forever.

But before I do dispose of you, my beloved Tsuzuki-san, I want you to

understand what you had caused me to experience.

I want you to feel a torn utterly confused spirit. I want you to be brought

to your knees at the mere thought of me. I want you to desire me beyond

anyone else you have ever loved.

Tsuzuki-san, before I kill you, I want to love you. And if it means

destroying any person you come in contact with, I will hurt you to achieve

my goal. After all Tsuzuki-san, who will you have left when everyone around

you is dead?

When I saw your photograph, my Tsuzuki, I saw the ability to feel human

emotion,

Allow me to love you, Tsuzuki-san. Only then can I feel human.

And Tsuzuki-san, you will feel human as well.