Please... Forgive me...

Chapter VIII

Chapter VIII

He had his arms wrapped around me. I won't give in to this faked warmth this time.

"Why do you hug me?" I asked and looked up to his mask.

"Because I can imagine you feel yourself bad... So I'm sorry..." He held my chin with two fingers and looked at my temple. "Does it hurt...?" He took the patch gently off and looked at the scratch.

"... you do it because it's your job so don't pretend to worry. You do it because mom and dad ordered you to so just leave me!" I pushed his hand away and he backed away from me.

"Forgive me. But I don't think this is quite right." He answered and bowed.

"Then it's the title you want. Whatever it is, it is surely not about me as a person with my mistakes or how I feel with all this!" I walked past him and he kept quiet. "Looks like this was the right spot huh?" I added before I climbed into my bed.

I've been dozing around, when suddenly someone touched me.

"I don't know... How Kuruko would feel about this, but I want you to read this. It's how he felt about you." Aki gave me a book where I remembered that I wrote ages ago in my best font I used to have in the age of 4 with the help of my mom: >>Kuruko's Diary. A present from your Vivi. Let's be friends forever! <<

Did he actually ever write in it...? I opened it and promised myself to read one entry per night. I opened it slowly and read the first entry.

>>Entry Number 1

Dear Diary... I guess...

Well... Today is Friday 13th November and today is my birthday. I'm Kuruko and today is my 7th birthday...

Honestly I feel myself stupid... Here I shall write down all my secrets...? Well, my best friend Vivi gave me this as a birthday present explaining that this shall keep all my secrets... So if I write here that she is my best friend, the other kids won't know this... Right?

Actually, she is not only my best friend... But I want to marry her one day. Once I'm grown I will propose her. And I don't care that I don't have any status.

I think, this shouldn't matter, right?

Vivi... She actually cries a lot... No. She always gets bullied by the other kids... And so she is always hurt and sad... That's why she cries... And as well, because her training is so hard... I suppose it is hard to be a princess... And just I'm allowed to know about these tears... This is our secret... Not even her parents know about them... I like it, when I can make her smile, because it feels right actually. Her smile gives me the same warmth as the sun does. Or when we play the whole day around and she sleeps all snuggled up next to me.

Ok. It's different. She falls asleep and I watch her. And after a while she snuggles up to me. And she uses my arm as a pillow. This is uncomfortable after a while but well, I can't let her sleep on the grass either because I know that I have to protect her. I am supposed to be her bodyguard, her parents told me and explained that I shall not let anything harm her. So I will take this serious! Because if she is happy, I am actually too. It's unfair that the kids bully her, because she is the princess. This is mean. Maybe I should start to visit her and then walk with her together to our favorite place.

Yes. This is a good idea. Hm... maybe the diary isn't as bad as I thought at first. << The entry ended and tears streamed down my cheek.

"Hehe... He always worried about me so much..." I wiped the tears away and held the book tight to my body. "Aki...?" I whispered as I turned the lights off.

"Yes?" His voice was clearly sleepy through the darkness.

"Thank you... And sorry for my behavior... I didn't mean it... Good night..." I whispered.

"Good night, and don't worry about it..." He answered as I fell asleep.