The Princess of The Crescent Moon And The Demon
Her blue eyes slowly opened as the dancing light of the moon glinted across the waters surface. Yes, the moon the very thing that she had to strive for, for her friends, for her safety, for her life.
Mahiru being the descendent of a princess has made many new and wondrous friends, she was gaining the trust of a demon boy who at first wanted her dead.
Hai, her life was perfect now it had never been so wondrous until now she had been attacked by an unknown person who had made it obvious that he needed Mahiru for what ever he was trying to get.
Yes he had shot the ground and then it exploded like a bomb causing Mahiru to lose her balance and fell into the lake, Akira tried to grab her but he couldn't. Mitsuru had tried, he knew he couldn't swim but something had been brewing inside him and Mahiru. An unknown feeling had developed inside both being an emotion sturd and now it had been unleashed no one would guess what would happen next.
"MAHIRU!" screamed Mitsuru as a tear fell down from his face; he then dove into the water after Mahiru leaving his friends to fight against the unknown person.
As Mahiru drifted down to the bottom of the lake harbour she started having that dream again but something was different and she just couldn't put her finger on it.
Mahiru opened her eyes for just a second and saw that the princess was now her and the man was now Mitsuru in his demonic form!
'Mahiru!' Mitsuru screamed out in his mind. 'Mahiru! Please! Don't die!'
Mitsuru turned into his demonic form as he grasped onto Mahiru's soft hand, she was cold and losing air quickly.
Mitsuru prayed that those few swimming lessons would be of good use from Mahiro teaching him. In his demonic form he grasped Mahiro into a tight hold, he then pushed off the bottom of the lake and went full speed to the top of the waters surface.
As Mahiru's body shook in Mitsuru's grasp, the unknown person was gone he had fled. Mahiru was still in the trance of the princess and the demon.
'Was it true? Was it true that the princess betrayed the demon boy? Or did the General that she married kill the demon boy because he wanted her? Where is the truth?' questioned Mahiru's mind as she thought in unconsciousness.
She heard voices calling her name but she wouldn't wake she didn't want to she wanted to sleep. But if she slept she could sleep forever.
Mitsuru was now out of the water and if it weren't for him already being wet you would've seen a single tear drip from his face.
'Mahiru…' he thought as his demonic form lifted up the descendent of the princess that once loved his ancestor. 'So this is what it feels like to have your heart torn in two.'
"Mitsuru? Where are you going with the princess?" asked Misoka with and unpleased look.
"I can take care of this!" he snapped as he sped off in the wind, still obtaining his Mahiru. 'My? Where did the 'my Mahiro' part come in!'
This was only a temporary thought as Mahiro sturd in Mitsuru's grasp. She moaned softly while slowly waking up but soon fell back asleep after yet another moan.
Mitsuru waited until Mahiro was completely asleep before gently touching her face in his demonic form. Yes her smooth soft skin was already enough to calm him.
'Wouldn't it just be fun to fall asleep forever?' thought Mahiru as she continued to remain dormant in Mitsuru's arms.
Suddenly Mahiru felt a large finger gently touching the left side of her face. She knew some how that it was Mitsuru. Her eyes gently opened just enough to see her beloved Mitsuru holding onto her.
"M-Mitsuru?" whispered Mahiro as she gently clutched onto his clothing.
"Mahiru!" exclaimed Mitsuru as he felt her clutches on his clothes in his demonic form being grasped in her hands. 'Mahiru's alive.'
Mahiru smiled as her blue orbs slowly opened. Her eyes completely absorbed all of Mitsuru's attention making him stare at her, and stare, and stare. When Mahiru gently touched his face he finally snapped out of his trans. No one had ever truly 'touched' his face like Mahiru just did. It felt… special, something that nothing could describe.
Mitsuru actually felt a rumble in his own chest, and a passion for the collage girl in his arms. Mahiru had graduated from high school and was in her first years of collage. She was now 18 years old along with everyone else in the Lunar Race Bandits. She had grown a bit taller about 5 inches and was now almost the same height as the boys. As usual everyone in school still thought of her as a luck charm and used her for such.
"Mahiru! Mahiru!" called Mitsuru, as Mahiru seemed to be in a daze.
"Huh? Oh hi Mitsuru domo arigoto… for saving me," she said with a smile.
"I'm just glad that you're alive…" he said as he bent down (still in his demon form) and held the princess as tight as he could without crushing her.
Then suddenly Mahiru blacked out she couldn't see or feel anything it was as if someone had taken a blind-fold and put it over her eyes.
"Mahiru? MAHIRU!" called out an unknown voice that seemed to mellow it's way into Mahiru's ears.
'Hm? Where… where am I?' thought Mahiru as her eyes seemed to slowly open. 'These voices… I think I know them.'
"The princess has awoken," called a voice.
"Is she going to be ok leader?" asked another.
"Mahiru!" wailed another.
But one was silent she knew of his presence but still he did not speak up.
Mahiru's eyes snapped open as she realised that she was not in Mitsuru's arms anymore. She looked around confused and rubbed her eyes. The few blurry images soon came into focus.
"Nozomu? Misoka? Akira? Mitsuru?" asked Mahiru as she looked around and felt sharp pain in her head.
"Mahiru!" wailed the over-loving Akira as he lunged to give her a hug.
Mitsuru was in the corner leaning against it and growling low in his throat as Akira hugged his Mahiru.
'My Mahiru…' thought Mitsuru coldly as the hug continued.
"Thanks Akira, How long was I out?" asked Mahiru as she looked towards Mitsuru at the corner of her eye.
"Bout a week," said Nozomu as he felt Mahiru's forehead earning Mitsuru once again growling to himself thank Kami-sama that he wasn't next to Mahiru.
'If only I could get Mahiru alone…' thought Mitsuru as he walked out of the room and into the hall to go to his room and wait until Mahiru was out of the 'hospitality' of the others.
First chappy done! P so what did everyone think? I know it was short BUT as we go along I'll make it longer next one will be 4 pages long ok? So everyone review you won't get another chapter up if I don't get at LEAST 6 review D chow