Disclaimer: I do not own Rurouni Kenshin or it's characters...sadly...yes...sadly...but the character Rangor is of my own creation.
Reflections
She is huddled against the wooden door, her head buried in her lap. Her slender shoulders tremble as precious tears slip from her eyes, glistening diamonds stealing along folds of her blue velvet skirt.
I cannot stand to see her this way. She is but a leaf, blown by the unforgiving winds of this world.
She shifts her arms and I catch a glimpse of the milky white skin of her wrists. Something inside me shudders at the memory of the softness of her skin. Her skin is like silk draped across her frame. It was almost as if my finger was still lazily tracing the veins in her smooth, slim neck.
But to have that perfect neck tighten into a scream and those intense green eyes flood with fear...And to be the cause of it!
I have never felt such fascination for a human before. I am drawn to her like a moth to the flame. She has become like a poison, tormenting and painful, but the torture only lures me closer. Her voice, her eyes, shrouded with mystery, a mystery I am slowly unraveling. I am gradually, agonizingly, shredding through layer after layer of secrecy she has been enveloped in.
She is untouchable to me; my presence only heightens her fears. I am the source of her own misery, the weaver of her nightmares. Together, we continue to slowly destroy each other.
She is my obsession, yet she is my demise..
AN: Just a little visit into someone's mind...sry it was rather short...heh. Chapter 2 should be out soon. I'm half-way done.