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I don't know...
was it him, or just me?
Was it just
I to have that fluttering emotion that was sealed within me whenever i
see him?
Was it just
I to feel that sweet sensations whenever he called out my name? Was it...
just me?
Prince, he
called himself. A prince, he was, dashing as could be, fell onto his knees
when i'm in misery...
A prince, he
called himself, as he rescues me from the most difficult situations.
Situations...
whenever they come tumbling down onto me, he would be there. No... he WILL
be there.
What is that
again, that powerful sensation that set my senses on fire? It's not blazing
roughly... but... crinkling away silently, rhythmically with my heartbeats.
What is that?
I've yet to decipher it...
I don't know
what's his hidden message whenever he's near me. Mirthful always, he often
caught me unguarded.
I know how
vulnerable i am in that situation. But...
Why... why
did i place my total trust onto that stranger i happen to meet while venturing
into the castle? We hardly know each other... yet, i can detect the strange
warmness within his eyes...
Oh, how beautiful
were they! They glimmer with the softest lights, gazing into mine...
Yet, he is
an enemy.
He chose a
different path from mine. Even our madagou had twisted a different fate.
The Fuujin and the Raijin... The by-product of the good and evil makers...
Yet... why?
"Indeed, your
prince is here to save you..."
That's what
he said when he rescued me from that trap. Why, indeed? When he fully knows
that i am his enemy?
Am i just being
over-sensitive... or is it really true, that there's something glittering
in his enchanting eyes? Glitter of admiration? Heck, i must overly sensitive,
it must be.
Why would anyone
look up to me? I'm just... weird. All i attract is a group of weirdos.
Mental people.
Whenever i
look at myself in the mirror, i can't help thinking... am i... really that
unpopular? Ugly even?
What a great
difference from Yanagi. So sweet, so graceful, so... beautiful. I'm captured
by her innocent giggle, her wondrous smile. Even that ice cold Mi-chan
can be shaken. So...
What am i?
What am i to
him?
Surely he could
be with some better girl... than me! I'm just wrecking the whole concept
of the definition of 'girl', and even sometimes, how i wish i could follow
Yanagi's demeanor.
Tomboy, male-like,
ugly... I've heard them all.
Still,
"I'm your Prince."
Why, tell me.
Is he always
being goofy? Or is it just his pretendence? He really like to pretend...
a toothy grin that leaves so threatening signs of danger. Yet...
"Close your
eyes, Fuuko. I don't wish you to see this..."
I sense your
evil aura, Raiha.
I could feel
the ruthless being within you when you slaughtered that cauldron idiot.
I could envisage
the steel like gaze in your eyes. The enchanting eyes had turned savage,
Raiha. With a slick movement, i heard the swish of your katana slashing
the mass of body, with the smell of blood ringing into my nose. You thought
i didn't know...
He is truly
an enigma. Was it intentional when he disguised as a fortune-teller to
discourage me from facing the ultimate devil--- Mori Kouran?
Why, Raiha,
why?
Is it because
you wanted that scum to reign the Earth? Or is it... you don't want me
to be hurt?
To die?
It could be
my wild imagination though.
I don't know,
i just got that last thought whenever i caught a glimpse of your eyes when
we started dueling.
It seems that...
you are training me up. To be ready. To be prepared... so i won't die...
That last sentence
is just a wild guess.
Sometimes,
he really sets me off thinking.
Who are you,
truly?
What is the
real intention in your heart? To spy on me...?
"How heartless
of you... all i want is to be with you!"
Raiha...