Cobwebs Of Poetry | Korekiyo x Kirumi ]

Intertwined Spider lilies.

| Earlier before the trial and Ryoma's death. |

I can never imagine anything happening to you. I gaze and admire her across the hallway, my vision blurs in a haze slowly and by little. I wish not to forget about her. I wish to see her by my side for my time being. I don't want to forget how she made me want to know more of herself in her perspective. Indeed it was foolish that I decided it that way, if I could just understand what it meant to love and to feel loved unlike my dearest sister's cold shadow.
Her sight was as admiringly to refuse, I adored her too but something kept me away. I can never love her no more than how I wanted. None could understand what I mean for the sake, but that's alright. It was always been there, a pearl. A shiny pearl that was left in my head. Cherishing it deeply even when it meant nothing more. Thinking back at it was an awful feeling I cant describe. Her presence was cold yet welcoming, was comforting but stained me like thorns. Nothing felt right within the halls in every aimless corner I'm in.

And there standing in front of me, holding my face to awake me from my thoughts. Kirumi, my dear. My vision hurts more, I could not remember more of her. This is not what I wanted, never. Looking at the sight of her in front of me rose warmth from my heart, caressing my face she did. Bringing her forehead close to my forehead. She said, "I'm here."

Holding her hand to signal her I am aware again of her presence, the feeling what people say is long gone again. The feeling of liking someone, the feeling of ... Loving someone.
There I was, forgetting what was love to me. And I always knew, always will and had knew she had realized it too.
I loved her, did I not? I always wanted to. Studying the ways and culture people had describe what is love to them. Individually different, yet its beautiful. Some say love is how a flower blooms at night, another say less as love is how that same flower is crushed. Love is indeed interesting, I still have wished to not feel it again yet she always had made me curious to how love is in my eyes as she said.
Still is curious, Kirumi dear. Why wont you answer my question?

"What is love in your eyes?" I asked even if I had no energy to speak.

"Hm ..?" She hummed and nodded.

"Love is ..." she paused.

I have known that she indeed loved everyone, she took everyone as herself. I knew the concept she seek, but what was her answer that day? I couldn't remember. As she said her answer, with a smile on although I could not remember or hear her say. And as that we fell into another embrace, I could hear and feel her heartbeat calmed down. Her giggles and embarrassed look, all I could dreamed of.

All I could.. remember what she said was that, she too knew I was soon to fell in love with a war.

keeping our side close as we took a morning walk we were then greeted by Angie, Tenko, Kaito, Shuichi and Maki.

"Yahoo!! Kirumi and Korekiyo!! do you want to join us for a morning paint?" Angie filled with excitement say.

"By means, painting?" I replied.

"Yea, we were bored and everyone had already planned for themselves." Shuichi looked at Kaito and Maki, back to me.

"Well, Kirumi? Are you joining as well?" Angie asked grabbing her hand excited to hear her answer.

I felt, curious. Angie was that excited?

"Yes.. Surely I can accompany you all too.." She replied.

"Oh! relax Kirumi! let's all have fun isnt that right Maki?" As Kaito flung his arm around Maki's shoulder with a smile.

"Fuck off and get off me."

"He-Hey okay fine."

We all walked towards the greenhouse, apparently Angie wanted to paint there. It was already noon by the time we get there because Kaito and Tenko was hard to come by with their attitude and excitement. As we reached the greenhouse once me and Kirumi at late night visited, Angie brought us 2 canvas for each of us, a paintbrush and her buckets of paint. I sure hope we wont make a mess in the greenhouse, until Angie...