Her legs were pushing through the fabric of her floor length gown and the sound of her heels pounded against the hard floor, echoing in the long hallway. She was running away from everything. She was drenched in sweat and filled with determination and fear. She had helplessly watched part of her kingdom fall and just as helplessly, she ran from the destruction. Her body was crying out for her pushing her legs to run faster than her body allowed. But she was being followed and in a distance behind her she could hear the echo of the other set of footsteps, those much louder then hers, sounding closer each second. The power she needed to stop being so helpless was only a couple hundred feet away; if she could only reach it faster.
Though as her destination came into sight, she pushed herself more, her body finally pushing past her breaking point and shooting pain through her as she threw herself through the door, slamming it shut behind her. She leaned her damp forehead against the cold door, closing her eyes as her shaking hands blindly fumbled around for the latch to lock the door. When the door was finally locked she sighed, shakily turning around and leaning her back against the door, allowing her breath to even out and her heart to slow. She stayed like that until she heard movement outside the door. Her eyes flew open in a frenzy and but softened as she stared at the sight in front of her.
The sight before her was a beautiful one; filled with light and an everlasting shine. Her eyes took it all in, filling her pained body with strength even though she hadn't moved toward the light. Her body, as if acting on it's own with its new strength slowly moved toward the light, her eyes never leaving it, her mind set solely on it; as she stood in front of it, she felt an overwhelming amount of more strength hit her. If a loud bang on the door didn't sound, she would have stood there for a thousand years simply staring at it. But instead she turned her body to face the door and the consistent banging that was now shaking the door; there wasn't much time before the door would break and whoever was out there would be able to enter.
It was her knowledge that it was the enemy that caused her to turn and take the light into her hands. If before she had felt a strong amount of strength, it was nothing compared to what she felt now; all her fears and weaknesses felt like nothing, she felt stronger then she had in her whole existence. And with this new feeling of strength she raised the light above her head, the same time the door flew off its hinges and dark powers filled the room; her normally small voice cried out vividly, "Universe Infinity Power Make-up!"
Akemi's eyes shot open and she flew up into a sitting position, her breathing ragged. She looked around her room, comfort settling into her; it had only been a dream, just a memory of those events. But it had seemed so real to her, she had felt everything like she had on that day. Even now her body felt stronger, even if only slightly stronger. She pressed her hand to her chest, feeling her heart pounding away and her breast moving quickly from her labored breaths. After a few moments of calming herself, her finally breathing slowed down and she sighed deeply before letting herself fall back onto her pillow.
She turned her head slightly to the left; Tamotsu had fallen asleep with her. She smiled slightly,the thought of him being there made her more comforted. Turning her body toward him so she could nuzzle her face into his neck, this in turn earning a grunt from him. She felt him wrap his arms around her, and press his lips against her forehead; in return she lifted her face for her lips to meet his. The moment their lips touched, it was like fire and Akemi never wanted to move her lips from his.
They laid together, their lips touching and hands exploring, until a knock interrupted them. Akemi lifted herself to glare at the door while a low growl was emitted from Tamotsu's throat. She turned to look at him, a warning look upon her face before she got out of her bed, moving begrudging toward the door. Upon opening the door she was greeted by a warm and elderly face; the face of Yoshinori. She smiled as he bowed before her, his eyes lingering on Tamotsu on her bed, obviously full of disapproval. But he said nothing about that as he held himself straight again.
"Sorry to interrupt, Majesty-sama, but in thought of recent events, I feel that certain precautionary measures must be taken to ensure that we are prepared for whatever is happening and your utmost safety. If you could ready yourself, I will need to speak with you in the Keep. Also, if Tamotsu-kun could go to the left hall, the Guardians are there as we speak along with a few of the guards, it would be pertinent for his attendance."
At Yoshinori's request to speak with her in the Keep, Akemi felt her heart speed up, just like it had after her dream. But she hid her slight fear and said calmly, "Yes, Yoshinori-san; But I must ask, is there any recent information that has been brought forward to call upon two separate meeting?" She wanted to add on, specifically why do you want to meet in the Keep?
Yoshinori's eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if he were in thought; maybe unknowing what to say to her. But he simply replied, "You'll find out soon enough, I'm sorry Majesty-sama." After bowing quickly, he scurried off down the hall, obviously on his way to the Keep.
Akemi closed the door, turning around to speak to Tamotsu only to find him standing behind her. He bent down to kiss her forehead, and then sternly whispered in her ear, "Akemi-sama, I'll be leaving now. I have to ready myself to meet with the guardians, I have a feeling I should be full armored for today." His hand gently caressed her cheek as he continued in a softer tone, "But I will be back to spend tonight with you koneko." Akemi smiled slightly, but buried her face in his chest, mumbling, "I've never had to meet with Yoshinori in the Keep. It makes me nervous, Tamo-chan. I had a dream about what had happened the last time I was in the old Keep. I'm frightened."
"What is there to be frightened of? It may only be a training session, you've never had one, it may just be time for you to start grasping your destiny."
She gave a small smile to Tamotsu for his comforting words, even though they provided her no comfort. She knew Yoshinori had no means of training her; she was meant to grasp her destiny by herself, just like she had begun to the last time she entered the Keep. But she didn't want Tamotsu to worry about her while he attended his own meeting. So she playfully swatted him as she opened the door, a wide and very fake smile coming across her face as she sang out, "Well kind Tamo-chan, be off to your guardmanship meeting. You have not a reason to be late."
Tamotsu smiled deeply at her, and bowed before her. If he saw through her charade he didn't say anything and simply left with a low, "Till later my koneko."
Akemi shut the door quickly, the smile dropping off her face. She was filled with nervousness, and it made her body shake slightly. For Yoshinori to want her to go to the Keep meant they were doing something with her destiny and the power to her destiny. It was quite scary to think about, and that fear stuck to her. It stayed while she dressed in a simple pale pink gown and stayed during her whole walk to the Keep.
I know this is a short chapter, but the next chapter will be much longer. I haven't updated in awhile, so I wanted to put this out there. Get more in depth and familiar next chapter! promise! R&R!