Regret

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VxHP

He tossed a wilting rose to the sands, sneering in disgust. Walking away, the red flower, petals crumpled and browning with deterioration, lay forgotten on the beach. His mind in turmoil. How could he have not known? Of course she wouldn't care. Opening his hand, he remembered the note he received, that little ray of hope that maybe, his feelings were returned.

"I'll meet you by the beach. I have something to tell you. See you at five, Amaryllis." He tossed the contents of the note back and forth. He thought for sure she wanted to talk about last night, about the accidental tumble down in the sand. Why else would she leave him a note?

"Volkner!" He turned around quickly, surprise flashing across his face. She was here. Breathing deeply, Amaryllis bent over, hands on her knees. "Sorry, I was late. I got held up back at the club."

"It's fine. What did you want to talk about?" He felt bad that he tossed the rose away. Looking around, he spotted something red being carried away by the waves. Well, there goes his gift.

"Oh, I just wanted to say goodbye." Goodbye. She's leaving?

"Wait - you're leaving?" he asked, that sinking disappointment returning.

"Yea, I have to start heading to the Lily of the Valley Conference, it's some distance away. If I make it in time earlier, I can spend the time training," Amaryllis smiled, emerald eyes gleaming with anticipation.

"Oh, good luck," Volkner said, not really knowing what else to say.

"I just wanted to say goodbye now. I have to leave," Amaryllis paused, looking up at the skies. Blue eyes followed, seeing nothing. "Oh, Fu-chan's here." She had spotted the telltale black and red against white staraptor of hers. Giving Volkner a quick hug, she hopped onto her staraptor. "I'll see you there, right?"

"Yea," Volkner breathed out. I didn't tell her. Why didn't I tell her? At least, I should have said something before she left.

Standing there, alone on the beach with the sun casting its gold and orange rays upon the shifting blue green of the sea, all he could feel was the crushing regret.

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Sorry this is late, well not as late as usual, but still! Ah, at least I got this written and done.

I think what really inspired me to write this chapter so early was all of the favorites and followers I got. Thanks, everybody! It would be nice to get some more reviews to as constructive criticism, but it is okay.

- SilverReplay