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Forsaken - part one
sugahcat
I look over at Fai as he sits, naked, on the edge of my bed. He's looking into the middle distance, eyes focused on something I can't see, something he won't share with me. I've kept my distance from him, kept quiet about this for too long, but now that we've found the princess's feather I have to speak; the trouble is that I'm afraid I already know the answer to my question. I hope I'm wrong.
"Fai," I say, using his name to get his attention. Looking at me, his blue eyes are serious and there isn't a hint of a smile on his face. He knows what I'm about to say and the look on his face isn't exactly inspiring confidence. Yet I have to ask, blow to my pride though it is. I pause a moment before speaking. I've never been one for eloquent words and it seems that today is no different; the seriousness of the situation is not inspiring me. "Stay. Stay with me."
He looks away from me and my heart sinks. From the instant we landed in Japan I have been dreading this moment, dreading the words he's about to say.
"Kuro-sama... You know I can't do that."
"I know nothing of the damn kind!" My temper flares as the rejection tears deeply at me.
"Alright, then - you know I won't." He looks at me again and as he blinks, a tear rolls down his cheek. It washes away my anger, leaving me with only wrenching despair.
"But I love you," I say, sounding desperate, becoming aware that perhaps I haven't told him this often enough.
"And I love you. That's why I can't stay." He stands and picks his clothes up from the floor, clasping his top and pulling on the long gloves and boots slowly, wordlessly. I try to think of something that will make him stay but I realise there are no such words. I just stand, watching as he dresses and pulls slender fingers through untidy blond locks. I won't look at him as he walks over to me and lays a hand on my chest, kisses my cheek. "I will always love you, Kurogane."
I believe him, but he still walks out of my room, out of my life and when I am alone, I feel the unfamiliar wetness of tears dampen my face.