He tsked, "That was quite unnecessary."ĭisbelief predominately settled upon his mistress' features, and she roughly withdrew from his hold to fix him with a hard glare. "Ririchiyo-sama." The fox firmly took her wrist in one gloved hand to steady her tremors. The once perfect, fragile white china shattered into glistening shards and dust, just like everything else that had given her happiness in this life. They were both abruptly pulled back to reality when her hand, as if on its own accord, forcefully grasped her still steaming cup of herbal tea only to plunge it violently to the tile floor at his feet. Ordinarily, it would not bother her (so she led herself to believe), but the fact he simply stepped back to observe her drowning in her own self-shame as an innocent by-stander was nothing short of cruelty. Did that mean the beginning of the end? What was she to do? Her SS agent shifted lightly on his feet, watching her not eat, but refusing to press her about it. Her deep purple eyes blinked, remembering these past years with him, how much she had changed because of him and yet, she had failed in this one way. I told you that nothing would come from loving me. She stared point blank at the opposite wall of the empty dining area. I told you, the young woman sighed, clenching the edge of her chair tightly in her small white fists. A man with a beauty as his is a brightly burning candle, warmth to compliment the cold exterior of a Shirakiin, but without his flame nothing was present but darkness. Only did the young mistress seem capable of tolerating the obscured degree of the fox spirit's depression. No one would approach them, not even Kagerou to relish in their awkwardness with nonsensical proclamations of S&M. There was that eerie absence of those familiarly sparkling smiles, and then this new aura- one which valiantly dripped in enough despair to bring anyone's high hopes crashing down – did well to drive away their only friends. You three make my life.Įvery resident in Ayakashikan could sense it, the rigid, icy atmosphere of discomfort that followed the Shirakiin girl and her SS agent. This story is written purely for my (and others) enjoyment.ĭedication: To Kristie, Sophia and Pablo. Since this fandom is still relatively new, I don't really expect to get reviews. A short moment between Miketsukami and Ririchiyo.
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