Disclaimer: KKJ is Arina Tanemura's! Not mine! But still I want to write fic based on it….

A/N : After a long absent, finally I try to collect my will to write more. Actually I still feel a slight lazy. punch myself After all, my holiday is almost ended. So I still feel lazy as the effect. But I couldn't do it since there are so many readers waiting. My sister keeps pushing me to write as she feels angry as I don't update for two boring months. She is a reader who has waited for CCS author to update but it never been updated. so for any CCS writer please notice that someone feels angry here And she feels that I'm also the same with those authors, I'm a suck writer. Ehehehe….Well I get her point though. But since I get reviews, so I get hold of myself and end up in front of my computer. dozing……author block

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By Irisgem

 " You get it, don't you? "

" Okay, Sherry. "

" You step to the edge of the stage and start the dialogue there. Please work hard. I hope the festival will go well. "

" Yeah. Sure….."

I glided to my own thought. I still memorized vividly when my mother said that there were demons prowled within Shinji. A demon was a problem already. But demons?! I missed my last exercise before the stage was held.

Wearing costume as princess in fairy tale, I sauntered in school corridor and intruded to Shinji's class, peeking inside behind the door class and seeking for him.

There was so crowd in his class. But I could confess that their outfits were nice and precise since they were knitted by the gifted students. Then my eyes locked to the void hollow eyes. He was wearing a pure azure kimono with a red rope tired his dark violet hair on his nape, performing the feminine side of his manifestly with his over coolness.

He kept his composure flawlessly and paced elegantly on the cold floor like a true princess. A bead sweat merged at my head when I spotted his class leader who looked too thrilled and burst into tears for nothing.

I shook my head and observed still for Shinji, taking a note if he made some bizarre progress. He averted his black eyes on me, but shunned my eyes afterward as if he didn't recognize me.

How dare him….

" What's the matter, Nagoya-san? "

" Ahh, nothing! I just want to meet Shinji. Can I? "

" Wait a moment please. "

His classmate called for his name deafeningly, walking toward him rapidly with his hand raised high in the thin air. He lifted his dark amethyst haired head on the adolescent lady but shook his head after a short chit chat with his friend as a disagreement.

I see…..now he is evading me. It proofs that he changes.

His classmate ran back to me, facing me with a sore smile reflected on her ivory face, and giving the message that Shinji gave her a minute ago. I shut my eyes and was ready to make my leave, shooting my last glance at the girl over my shoulder.

" I'm sorry. He doesn't want to meet anyone right now. "

" It's okay. Thanks. "

I could feel his gawk on me that I gave him a wintry stare on his soulless eyes, leaving him with mischievous smile. I stuck my tongue on him and darted back to my class with meddled mind and questions.

 I wondered if Toki and Celcia perceived his shifting manner.

 I jogged along the bright corridor and stairs with irritated face. Someone had taken my Shinji and I felt very horrible with that as if I was left truly alone without him at my side. He was no longer stalking me. I slowed down my pace and drowned into my own little world. I didn't realize that I stopped my path with stairs beneath.

Am I….alone now……?

Suddenly I could feel a firm hand on my back, pushing me over to the stairs with unbreakable floor at the end, falling from such a height. I cried out in surprise for the immediate attack which was harmful and I didn't aware of it. It happened again……But Shinji was not here……

I closed my eyes in horror, watching the cold stiff floor beneath me. Abruptly I sensed a strong arm supported my figure and circled around my slim waist, preventing me from falling below. I blinked twice as wrenching pain that supposed to happen to me was nowhere. I gazed up to notice a handsome man with his shoulder length black hair tied on his nape holding me effortlessly. His black eyes landed on my lemon eyes with mischievous hint and I could hear rustle as he shoved away his hair that blocked his forehead.

" You……"

" Be careful, you don't know what those spirits will do. "

" Why are you here? "

He loosened his grip from me and smiled graciously as he shifted me back to the ground. I felt flush brushing my cheek when I found out how close our faces were actually. I turned my face away from him awkwardly with an out of comprehensible grumble under my breath.

" I'm here to save you from harm. Maron asks me. "

" I don't need protection. It's impossible for Shinji to harm me. "

" Yeah. But he is no longer the one you know. He projected to hurt you yesterday. "

I cringed on his dry comment that definitely ruined my heart with the cruelest manner. I shunned his gaze and bit my lower lip with distressed reflected on my weak expression. He beamed me with a gentle smile as he knew my blazing anger on him suddenly grew.

" Anyway, be careful on your stage. It will be bloody if you're careless. "

" What? "

" You hear me. They might plan to kill you when the curtain is lowered. "

" Masaka…."

" Of course I'll watch for you from distant, but we don't know what might happen. The spirits that possessed him couldn't be underestimated. They are tough. They must be a thousand or more year's spirits. "

" How could you know? "

" I feel it. He has a very interesting amount of evil power. If your Shinji could get over his body, he must be something. "

" Do you mean he would never awake anymore? "

" I don't know. It's depended on him. But due his power in previous life, I think he will manage it. With our help, of course. It's impossible for him to free from those powerful straying souls by his own power. "

" Shinji….."

He gazed up to the roof with stern look as if he could feel the presence of ghost around here. I looked at him questioningly without leaving his void of emotion eyes. He shook his head as the sign that he didn't want to reply me and rested his hands on my shoulder with single-minded orbs.

" Return to your class. I will look around more. "

" What? This is a school! You will be kicked out!"

" Well, I'm new teacher here from now on. "

" WHAT?!!! "

So, that was the latest news. I had been thinking with the marvel rumor that spread in our school rapidly like a flickering fire and it gave me an answer why my friends were in havoc in chitchatting something about boys today. So he was probably the source of the rumor.

My friends were definitely brought the rumor up with too much flavor as if a prince was coming to this school or something. I curved my head back with disapproving look with mocking grin, talking to no one but myself.

What's good about him?

" Heh….you and Maron couldn't feel my charm. "

" Haha….you are nothing to my father. "

He winked darkly to me before made an excuse to leave. I laughed loudly in my heart only. It was pretty rude if I laughed in front of people. Then I abruptly stopped laughing and realized that I was late for last practice. It was quite hard to dash with princess' costume.

I felt a slight blushing as I could feel all the stares on me as if something just passed their classes and it wasn't normal at all. I tried to ignore them though, as my mind was clouded with queries that remained unanswered.

Who was the one that tried to kill me before? I didn't want to let myself to feel mistrust to Shinji but that French man was correct. I didn't want to admit it myself that Shinji was possessed and let them tried to slay my life, who was the closest friend to him. With so many things roaming in my head, I gave up and decided to drop off such a deep thought and faced another troubles cautiously.

The battle field…would be held soon…Wait for me, Shinji.

"When will I be able to go out from here….? "

I groaned even deeper in annoyance, fixing my hand on my forehead in fury of this nonsense realm and myself. In this time, I believed that I wished for wings to set me free from this fake ground. No matter where I took my feet, I would only wander at the same place, wasting time and energy, which weren't left for more. The endless path, the never-ending pain, the continuous road, the everlasting moment……

This was not going to anywhere….

Was there no salvation for me, for possessed by the dark spirits?

I felt a torrent for missing such a tender innocent smile, which sparked playfully in my mind. Maybe it was just the time for me to give up. This was exhausting….and to pursue her heart….I also couldn't do it maybe….Slowly I would be forsaken here and completely forgotten by her anyway….Hundreds years I attempted so hard to win her heart….but still….in the end there was only losing hope. I didn't want to lose even just a tiny glitter of hope, but in this solitude, I couldn't help myself. 

Finn……Why was it so hard for us just when finally I got you…..? The throbbing memories in the sealed past that only me who kept securely inside me played teasingly and frightened me that I might lose you for the second time. But this time…probably you were the one that lose me….But at the same time….

Losing you…..

The festival might have begun by now….I lost the track of time already and I gave up to acknowledge it. With nothing was happy enough to be bear in mind; suddenly I memorized the story, which I took a role in. The miserable snow princess….

The fool man who was fell in love helplessly in such a cold lady without considering the slim possibility he would get the maiden heart…somehow it was almost similar to me…..Maybe in the end I would also lose her like in the story….But I wanted it remain as a fairytale….

I got on my feet and gathered myself, frowning on myself. I should have nothing right now….but why still I could get up in such a fruitless moment? I smirked to myself as if I ridiculed no one but me; of course this was called courage which given birth by hope. Silly me….No wonder she kept stating that I was so dense.

I wouldn't wait for her nor hope for her to appear…..

Because I would be the one who seek for her…..

Yeah…short story, isn't it? . Sorry….I'm in practice in using better vocabulary that exhausted me quite a lot. So…never hoping for longer chapter, ne? My school is coming…how sad….it means I will not have more time to write…I will need a lot of time to update…sorry. And I got a writer block. Well, yare yare…sigh

This is just a short update before a real fight is held; a hint that this fic will end soon. Maybe it will be longer on the next chapter. Review please! It helps me a lot to defeat all my school tasks!