(A/N) Well, you've waited long enough. Go ahead
Disclaimer: No, I have not bought Crescent Moon lately. So, I don't own it. I do own Saye Heida, though.
This is the last chapter, and unfortunately, it's a total anti-climax. I still love Crescent Moon, but my enthusiasm for this story depleted a while ago. I'm sorry. You might just want to read this one for closure. I might try again later, but for now, this is the end.
-WithOneKiss,OurStareIsComplete – Chapter Nine
Mahiru froze. Nozomu's saliva stung on her face, and his teeth broke the skin of her neck. Mahiru gasped. Nozomu's lips wrapped themselves around the wounds he'd just made, and he sucked hard, her blood gushing into his waiting mouth. Mahiru cried out in a cracked, pained voice. She had no strength left to struggle. No strength to keep fighting. Surely, surely, she could rest now… She felt her eyelids grow heavy, the pain dulled, her vision blurred, and her head leaned lethargically to one side.
'Bye, Mitsuru…' she thought, a clear image of him surfacing to her mind. She smiled. He was so perfect. The growling noises he made surfaced to her mind too. Wow. They sounded so real. She imagined him throwing Nozomu away from her, and then untying the ropes that bound her to this annoying pole, throwing her over his shoulders and running away with her. Mahiru had never realized how good her imagination was. She could even feel his Tengu clothes against her face, the itchy material scratched her poor cut and inflamed skin. Actually, it was really annoying. She opened her eyes. Mitsuru was carting her away on his shoulder. She blinked, and tested out her voice.
'Mitsuru?' she whispered. He kept running.
'Yeah, Mahiru.'
'Thankyou…' Mahiru passed out on his shoulders, and awoke a few hours later.
She was on Mitsuru's bed, in the Moonshine. She ached. Oh, man, did she ache. Her entire body was frozen, like she was wrapped in a cast. She wasn't. Her muscles were just so stiff and sore, and heavy. Her eyelids were too.
'Hey…' said a voice to her right. 'How are you feeling?' Mitsuru's intense brown eyes came into her vision.
'I'm okay…' Mitsuru knelt down next to the bed, and his hand gently pushed back her fringe.
'I was so worried.' He even sounded it. 'Mahiru, I know usually I'm stubborn, and I act superior, and like I don't care. But I do. What happened really put it in perspective for me. I could never lose you, Mahiru. I want to be with you forever.' He quietened, and his hand moved to Mahiru's, and grasped it gently. Mahiru smiled, as much as she could with wincing.
'Thankyou. It's always been you, Mitsuru. Ever since I met you. You're the most frustrating, annoying person I know. But I could never be without you.' Mitsuru smiled, and leant his head on the bed next to her. Mahiru slowly fell asleep, and so did Mitsuru.
Misoka walked into the room some time later, smiled, and walked out, with that all-knowledgeable Misoka smile etched on his face.
He knew, of course, that would be the end to their story.
-Fin-
(A/N) yeah, sorry. I wish I could have stayed interested, but I didn't. Sincerest apologies. I might write about other things. Most likely in Twilight. Look for me there. I already have a two-fic up for that one. Thankyou for being a part of this fanfiction, even though I stopped being.
Thanks again.
-COTA