hi. This chapter is also a request. Thank heavens for requests!
DO YOU WANT A SEQUEL? I'll do it from the female's POV.
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You look so peaceful, sleeping near the window like that. If you were awake, you would see me hovering outside the window. What would you say to that?
I knew coming here would soothe me. seeing you always makes me feel better. Kish says It's normal to feel best when you're around the person you love. I love you, my emerald porpoise. But there is nothing I can do. I can't be with you. It's not a matter of pride; or greed. I'd give everything to be with you. Or at least near you, my darling. It's alright that you don't love me. No one does; but I will always love you. You are my first, and my last. I could love no other. You have my heart, and that Shirogane has yours. If only. If only.
But I don't even hope. You don't see why I don't leave my master. I cannot. It is not possible. I know you do not understand that. But that's good. You don't have to be a slave. I can't leave. He won't let me. He bring me back. Always. It's not as easy as just leaving.
You stir slightly, and I smile sadly at your angelic face. You don't even know how I love you. But I can't tell you. It would hurt beyond all pain to hear you apologize and admit that you don't love me. That would hurt more than knowing, but refusing to acknowledge, that I love you. But in this darkness, this shroud of moonlight, I can say these words to myself. I love you, dearest angel. So much it's like an ache in my chest. now I see why Kish acts like such a fool! I'd do the same, if it would earn anything but a fearful look from you. Anything for you, love. Anything at all. The moon, the sea, nothing is too good for you.
If the earth were mine, I'd give it to you. all the riches, the fame, wouldn't mean a thing. Even if you don't love me, there isn't anything I wouldn't give to you or do for you. That's how much I love you. Even if you hate me so much you'd like to see me dead, I'd go to the bad place and back for you. I wouldn't even ask anything of you, if you just smiled at me. The smile of kindness and mercy. The smile of an angel.
the one you love gives you only pain. But I would give you everything. Not that I have much, but whatever you wanted, I would find a way. I know you won't ever love me, and that hurts. But as long as you are happy, my love, then it's okay. Because your smile, even if you aren't smiling at me, is enough.
Even though there can't ever be a 'we', I won't ever love another. I will never take my heart back from you, my beloved. Never. At least I can always dream of you. That's why I can't confess, dear. because confessing would ruin even those meager dreams. Such a blessed escape, they are.
If only your dreams were about me. I don't have to be told they aren't. I am not a fool. I know you consider me someone you should try to help, out of mercy and pity. I appreciate even that, my eternally beloved.
Sometimes, when I fall asleep, I see you, swimming like a mermaid through the water, your emerald tail sparkling in the sun. I remember the first day we met. You wanted to save him. You didn't give me another glance as you swam past. It was always that way. Now that I look back, I remember that as an omen, predicting what would always happen. First impressions are important, love. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. And don't let anyone tell you that I hate you. I don't. as much as it hurts, I love you. Always you; only you.
I love you, even though you love another one.