Folded into two, the girl brings back her knees under her chin. She was alone in the big dark place that only lightened a small window. Leaned on a case, she looks at her wrists. The mark of the cords was still visible. But it isn't this mark that hurt her the stronger. Her larger wound was invisible. It was a flaw, a crack that has found a place in her soul. Since she was here, and that made now nearly three days, this crack has continued to grow, nourishing by the doubts that it found at the bottom of her heart. Doubts that she rejects of all her forces, but which however, doesn't want to disappear. Doubts about what she feels for Him. Or rather about what He feels for her. She loves him from all her heart, each fibre of her body calling him to help, each fragment of her soul praying that he arrives soon. But her spirit says to her that he would not come. Even if she loves him, he probably doesn't felt the same thing for her. She has tortured him mentally so a long time. She has forced him to do what he did not want, has struck him... But after all, she loved him. And she would always continue to love him. But the Doubt was an enemy, in this trap where her power were useless. She has waked up two days after her kidnapping, according to her kidnappers, and the fact that Yoh does not come to seek her has started to dig her heart and her certainty... Since, she arises questions, her capacities being too weak to call a ghost. Because they have disappeared as its doubts has appeared. And this storm that doesn't cease... It was the demonstration of her doubts... the strongest flashes appeared when she doubted most extremely... But she waits for him, still and always. Would he finally come soon? Or does he make fun about her feelings?
A new flash. The storm been going on for two days... And each flash digs a little more his heart, already bruised, pointing out the strength of the feelings on him that he tests and which he knows not shared now. This dark room, her, represents his heart... When Anna was here, she was always lively and beaming of delight. It was her bedroom...Sober, like she's always ready to leave. But attracting. She has always been luminous...And her heart was luminous too. Because if her room breathed the joy, it was probably to say that Anna was happy here. And yet, since now three days, he was entered here to call her for the dinner and has found an empty place, black... dark. And his heart has immediately tarnished too. The storm has then started to blow, while he was reading the small letter that she has left. At the beginning, just a little cloud. Then the sky has become heavy and has released its downpour when Yoh has felt his heart break. Anna said to him in her last word that she left. She had to leave, because she doesn't feel anymore for him, and that to live under the same roof could never bring something good, neither for her nor for him. Yoh has initially believed it as a joke and has sought her everywhere in the house. He has asked her for Ryu, Manta and all the others. But none of them had seen the Itako. Then he has returned in this room and has cried all the tears of his body. He has cried, still and still, without bring any answer of the questions of his friends, and their attempts to comfort it. But nothing could it. Never again. His heart has been broken in thousand pieces, and he could not rebuild it as long as she would miss.
Yoh closes his eyes. He hasn't slept for three days. Once more, Anna's image attacked him as soon as he has closed the eyes, and forces him to open it again. Her face, her voice, her gesture, her scent... All that she had been and would ever been returned to his memory as soon as darkness of invaded his heart. Despair. It's all that remain in his heart. He feels the need to be with her. To touch her, to smell her odour...Even just to remain close to her would have been enough to fill his heart of happiness. But she was not there any more, and his desire consumed him always more. He wanted to do all that he has never done. He wanted to say that he loves her, that she was everything for him. He wanted to pass his fingers in her hair, to touch the skin of her face, to cherish her lips... and even more to kiss her. To put his lips on her, simply. Maybe she has left because he has never done anything to keep her. He has never said to her what she represented for him, has never offered anything to her to prove her that at least, he loves her. The fear of admitting that he loves her has always fought to prevent him to make it. Fear of discovering her reaction. And if she doesn't share his feelings? If she found him boring, and if she lived there just because Asakura family has ordered her to do it? If she has spit on these feelings which he would have spread out in front of her? How would he have react? His look goes through the room, to finally end landed on Anna's letter, left in front of him. Yoh stretches the hand to catch it, and takes it as the same height as his eyes. Paper was gorged with water, short-lived traces of the tears which has shaken him during long days, and which has shattered him still a little more. Ink has become illegible by places, but the young boy has read the letter so much time that it doesn't obstruct him anymore. He reads it once again, but tears run not on his cheeks this time. They have all already left his body.
Yoh,
I must go away. This decision is such difficult as for me as for you, because I liked this house. But I must go away. I remained here because these were the orders of the Asakura family.
But I do not love you any more, Yoh. Please, forgive me to be hard and cruel, but it is the truth. So, I must go away, so that neither you, nor me suffer from this presence that is not essential for us.
Do not seek me.
Forget me.
Goodbye.
Anna.
Yoh sinks into his despair once a little more. He must stands up. To seek and bring her back. But he's unable. He doesn't found the strength to rise and to continue to live. It's a new fight. The most difficult fight that he has ever known. A fight again himself. And he's losing.