"My Lord," Kiyomi said quietly as they slowly walked along the road side by side, "are you content with this?"
He said nothing as they continued along the path. He did not glance her way or speak since the second death of that woman, Sara. He seemed to be thinking to himself. Then she realized he never really expressed himself openly. Even demons felt some emotion, even if it wasn't a great percentage of them.
To not be able to rely on anyone or be able to express yourself wouldn't it be terribly lonely.
Kiyomi, suddenly felt sad as they stayed silent. She wanted to know something.
Kiyomi stopped in front of him and kept her head bowed. He stopped and stared down at her. Kiyomi slowly and quietly reached down to his hand and brought it to view. He said nothing as he watched her.
"My Lord," she began, "it is ok to express yourself to others. Even as a demon it is ok. It doesn't make you weak."
Kiyomi brought his hand closer to her and placed it on her chest right above her left breast, letting his hand feel her heart.
"It even makes you stronger My Lord. And My Lord I want to be of use to you. My desire is to protect you and that means every part of you," Kiyomi looked up at him. His gold eyes peered down at her coldly, no emotion being expressed.
"Do you wish to console me," he asked dully.
"Is it bad, My Lord?"
"I do not need something so pathetic as solace over someone I do not know," he scoffed and moved to walk past her. Kiyomi continued to hold his hand to her chest and stood still. He stopped when she would not let him go no further and stared down at her from the corner of his eyes.
"Aren't you lonely," she whispered, "isn't lonely to not be able to talk openly with anyone?"
Kiyomi smiled up at him, her beautiful brown eyes gleaming in the sunset. She watched some type of emotion melt into his beautiful golden eyes as he watched her.
"It doesn't have to be lonely anymore, My Lord" she said as she brought his wounded hand to her lips and placed a small kiss onto his palm and slowly placed it on to her left cheek, "I am here for you anytime you wish it, My Lord. Even if you need to be consoled I would be deeply honored to provide you with such or even if you just wish to have a simple conversation, I am here for you, My Lord."
Kiyomi removed his hand from her cheek. The hand that had been deeply injured from the sword's ,Tetsusaiga's, barrier had been completely healed and she smile up at him. He stared at his hand and then at her.
He turned from her and began to move along the path once again and she knew slowly he would begin to feel. He would feel emotions that would make him happy or make him sad. And deep down she knew that he knew it would be all right as long as someone as her was by his side.