I apologize for the wait. I was a bit stomped on what to do. I hope you like this chapter, reviews are greatly appreciated, so thank you to all of those who did for the last chapter, you're the best!
Natsuki stared at the red eyes. She was in complete shock. The same eyes that had looked back at her that night so long ago; the same eyes that saw her on the street. They were the same beautiful red eyes.
Natsukis mouth hung open, she had taken this woman's mother, and she took something she had held dear. And yet this woman had helped her, housed her, clothed her. She had nothing to give back; she had only taken from her.
Fear began to seep into the recesses of her mind. What if she found out who she was? What would Shizuru do to her? Natsuki felt sick at the thought of Shizuru hating her.
The dark haired girl took a step back, dropping the soft warm hand in the process. The shadows filled her. The whispers filling her head, She won't want you once she knows…how could she trust someone who stole her poor mother…
The voices continued they were swirling around Shizuru's figure, casting her into more darkness then before. Then one voice came to her mind, you cannot escape us, but you can leave her before she leaves you, our dear Reaper.
"Shi-Shizuru…I am so sorry…" Natsukis voice trailed off. What could she say? Should she even say anything?
She felt the light haired woman step closer to her, and the soft hand was back in hers. Natsuki glanced up into those ruby orbs, hoping that she could take all the pain she had caused.
"Sorry? …Natuski I don't understand, what's wrong." She said, her eyes portraying such concern.
Natsuki averted her eyes, knowing she does not deserve such sympathy from this woman. "Please forgive me Shizuru!" She blurted out.
"Natsuki…it's been a long night, how about we go back to sleep, and you explain things in the morning?" Shizuru asked.
Natsuki nodded, wanting to spend as much time with this woman before she found out the truth.
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Shizuru had no idea what was going on with the younger woman. Her eyes showed regret, but for what she had no idea.
She turned the lights back off before leading the dark haired girl back to her bedroom. She watched Natsuki crawl back onto the bed. She noticed the minute that she had let go of her hand Natsuki stiffened, and the regret in her eyes was filled with fear.
Shizuru was about to turn and leave back to the couch she had been on previously when she turned back.
She crawled onto the other side of the bed lying down she glanced over at the dark haired girl. Her body was stiff unmoving, curled into a ball. Sighing Shizuru moved to lay behind her; placing her hands around the girl's waist she pulled her closer.
Natsuki body reacted by stiffening if that was even possible. But Shizuru could feel her body began to relax, her breathing becoming even, till she was limp in the older woman's arms.
Shizuru tightened her hold, enjoying having another person next to her. She closed her eyes, feeling the world sway she drifted off.
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Shizuru awoke a bit surprised to feel someone lying practically on top of her. Glancing down she saw black silky hair. The pale arms wrapped around her tightly, snuggling into her as if she were a giant stuffed animal.
Chuckling lightly Shizuru began to run her hands through silky raven locks, just enjoying the moment.
Shizuru was turning things over in her head. She didn't understand how the girl appeared to be able to see when touching her, but when left alone she would fumble around, the vibrant green eyes that she remembered from somewhere, the husky voice.
Shizuru was sure she had met the dark haired girl somewhere before. Glancing toward the window she could see sunlight coming in under the curtains. She slowly moved Natsuki's hand that was flung over her. Trying to be as gentle as possible she slid out from under the smaller girl.
Shizuru moved to the foot of the bed, bending down and picking up the cloths from last night. She had forgotten about them, and only realizing now that they were still on the floor in a pile.
Carrying the pile of cloths to the laundry room she shook out the shirt and threw it in the washer. Doing the same with the pants she heard something hit the floor.
Glancing down, she saw a small nightlight. Bending down she picked it up. It was a simple one, shaped in a rectangle, with a small dragon painted on the side.
Shizuru turned it over in her hands. She had one just like this when she was younger. From her foggy memory it was an exact replica…but why would Natsuki have this in her pocket?
Quickly throwing the pants into the washer, she turned the washer on. Going into the living room she sat down heavily. She continued to play around with the light in her hand.
Closing her eyes, she tried to force herself to remember what had happened.
She can see a figure in a black cloak kneeling over her mother; she remembers the feeling of loss when the figure moved away from her mother.
Then the sudden desperation that came over her, and she leapt on the stranger. They had fallen, she remembers, but she can't see the face in her memories.
Sighing Shizuru opens her eyes, laying her head back she stared at nothing. I must be going crazy to even think that Natsuki could have something to do with that night, she is way to young to have even been the right age, she thought to herself.
But Shizuru could not convince herself, that she had nothing to do with that night. Standing up Shizuru walked back into the bedroom. Looking at the younger woman sleeping soundly on the bed brought a smile to Shizuru's face.
Sitting on the edge of the bed she brought her hand up, and ran it over Natsuki's arm.
She felt the young woman stiffen before the eyes snapped open. The vivid emeralds stared at her, before they seemed to soften.
Shizuru pulled her hand away, standing up she looked back at the girl. "That night…. You were there!" She exclaimed. "Green eyes…I saw! What were you doing there, Natsuki!?"
She had green eyes, black hair, red lips, I saw her I knocked her hood off. She took my mother! Shizuru's inner mind was going through a whirl of thoughts. Why am I so drawn to this girl…she took my mother!
Looking at the dark haired girl with pleading eyes "why did you do it?" she said. Her ruby red eyes filling with tears, the memories she had forgotten flooding back.