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28 Days of Romance

Day Twelve

Story Thirty-Eight: Devil May Cry

Summary: Can it be called a beginning or an ending?

Timeline: Three years after Beauty in Misery.

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The crimson lotus has begun to bloom; drenched in scarlet and porcelain colored robes, dull orbs helplessly watch the city below with a critical eye. Overwhelming grief seemed to saturate, overflowing from her very pores. A sigh carried by the breeze was flung back into his welcoming expression and for a moment she seemed completely unapproachable.

A nightmare had crawled, carried by morbid karma and with the uncanny deadly precision of a black mamba. At the moment when all the families had aligned it decided to strike, allowing its poison lined fangs to be utterly exposed. Unbelievable as the situation was he'd seen the pyre for himself, witnessed the eternal flames licking at the rotting corpse of the once proud Kunoichi.

"I must say," Usagi stiffened at the unexpected sound of his velvety voice. "It's getting so much harder to get to you since your position changed. I miss our high school days," Mamoru commented wistfully hoping to rouse a smile from the desolate girl but failing miserably.

Squaring her shoulders Usagi kept his eyes on the reddening sky, "What do you want?" She weakly snapped towards him.

"What I alw-" Mamoru paused, having caught sight of her face.

Pink puckering skin had been inked to utter perfection, a solitary rose coiling around her left eye, its thorny steam seeming to practically be piercing her icy orb.

"That's new," He smiled. "Perhaps it could be interpreted as a possible confession?"

Usagi snorted, whirling around she closed the distance between them. With forceful digits she undid the buttons of his coat before reaching into his pocket, retrieving his signature. "You're very predictable," She commented dryly. "I do enjoy roses, I admit but," She paused, crumbling the rose in the palm of her hand. "Not for the same reason as yourself."

Scarlet washed down her arm as she crushed the rose, steam and all in the palm of her hand. "Do you understand, silly little kenshi." She spat, "I'm not her, Tokyo no longer satisfies me anymore."

Once torrent seas calmed before hardening as he encircled his larger hand over hers, "Then you'll need a man to support you. I'm no long the insufficient boy you once knew-"

"-I need no such thing," Usagi hissed.

"You know," Mamoru began, his free hand coiled around her inked neck taking a hold of her locks. "I'd heard before that a rabbit that isn't loved will end up curling up and dying all alone." Yanking on his fist full of locks he licked her parted lips, "I refuse to allow you to have that fate."

A dark chuckle reverberated through her throat, "Well then, prove your usefulness." She challenged before he crushed his lips to hers in a hungry, bone searing kiss.

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An: Le fin. I'm in a really bad mood right now so I will thank you guys later… but Light'by'day I found out on Wikimoon, there are also videos of him playing TM on youtube and yeah I had read that he lived in Spain for a couple of years growing up, hotness. You should watch some of his dramas. Though, I'm still holding out for Toma Ikuta to play Mamoru one day.. what, it could happen.

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