The second time he saw her, he questioned if she was truly made from Princess Sakura's image. He wondered just how can someone that protected and sided with Enju, be so sweet. His heart skipped a beat for the first time.
The third day in which he met her again, he caught the first sight of her unstable side, her love for Enju, and her want of something real. His heart beat a little faster when he realized that she was like him, in a sense. He toyed with the thought of being lovers with her.
The fourth day, he told her …show more content…
Words of farewell slipped from her mouth, and he felt pain.
The thoughts of never seeing her again hurted him. The thoughts of one day meeting in the battlefield once more, as enemies, hurted him.
As she turned away, a brilliant smile pasted on her face, he grasped her arm.
“Come with me!” He cried, and as Rurijo’s eyes widened in surprise, he continued. “I don’t want to fight you anymore!”
But Rurijo. Innocent, caring loyal, Rurijo gave him a sad smile.
“I can’t go with you, Hayate.” She pulled her arm away from his grip. “I belong to Master Enju.”
At the name of the Moon Prince, Hayate’s will sharpened.
He refused to allow his sweet rose to be within the grasp of that villain. The image of her, sitting alone in the cave, waiting for her accursed master to return home, was too painful.
“You said before you wanted true love,” He began, and Rurijo glanced away at the familiar words. “Rurijo,” He caught her face between his hands, and he leaned in. Her face dusted with red, and his lips lifted into a soft smile. “I love you.”
Rurijo stilled, and as Hayate dipped his head, securing her lips with his. However, she struggled, and pushed him