Disclaimer: I do not own POT, and this plot was partially owned by Crystal Aurora (must be fun saying this…)
Chapter 6: The choice to make
"Judgement time is at 2 o clock Ochibi! I know you are resentful about the two of them, but we should spar them right?"
Momoshiro had been pleading me since this morning as if my heart was not burdened enough. It was filled with the pain of jealousy, the pain of betrayal and the pain of losing the one I love. Is that not enough?
"No. They have to pay for their mistakes."
Momoshiro looked extremely angry, he stormed out of the door without further talk but Kikumaru who was slowly making his way out of the room paused at the door as he said
"… If you change your mind Ryoma, we will have those men posted nearby. Just accidentally lift up the pardon flag and they will come. But if you lift up the guilty flag, that is the end of the line. That is all we can do to save you."
I snorted with disgust at that word. Save me? I am fine and dandy! I was not the one facing death penalty but the way they said it seemed like they were actually saving me, what nonsense. I am not fooled by them, ever since she became my wife, they got along well. I can tell Eiji cared more about her than me if he had a choice.
"Saving me?"
Eiji raised an eyebrow at me as he said
"You know, if we really wanted to save her, we wouldn't be telling you this. But you know the best way to deal with all this pain? Forgiveness. Grant her that happiness you stole from her when you decided to marry her."
That jab to the heart aimed by Eiji was sharp but it was true. I stole her future with General Tezuka and I ruined her chances of marrying the one she loves and she stuck to me as I refused to let her go. But, this insult has gone too far. She has hurt me too much for me to even begin to consider forgiving her.
Time passes so fast and I soon find myself looking down at Sakuno and Tezuka. They seemed to scared and I could see that Sakuno was getting skinnier. My heart still aches when I felt that she was under nourished. I guess, in my heart… I still love her. Slowly as the crowd gathers, Momoshiro and Eiji looked on anxiously as I reached my hand forward and wrap it around the flag I had chosen. Slowly I lifted it up… to reveal the colour of fate…
To be continued…
WHAT FLAG WOULD HE PICK? ALERT! WHAT DO YOU THINK? Please review. Or I might not post what happens next, not that anyone cares anyway… owh well… Mind if you want to say it Black = Death, White= Pardon. So… Black or white?