The war between Reiga and the Zweilt was nothing more than a betrayal that wouldn't end. Reiga's betrayal to the Zweilt, and even his older twin's betrayal for a mortal woman. Luzé couldn't forgive the only person who understood his pain and so he joined this war.

What else was he to do? After all, nothing changed no matter what you did.

Today started as any other day in Infernus waiting for Reiga's orders. It was in a way suffocating to be near the other Opasts; knowing full well that he has was merely a duras branded in sin.

Reiga once more did not give any orders, Luzé had a feeling it was due to the fact that he was still hesitant to strike just yet.

It left Luzé with more freedom than necessary and so he went to the human world to cool his head. The scenery before him was not something he was expecting to land in because the air was different than the smog the humans lives under.

It was pure and bright something he wasn't used to. There was a large tree with many different ribbons that brushed lightly in the wind. The names of the dead did not seem as ominous if buried here. There were many flowers but mainly there were a variety of roses. This whole scenery was too soft for his taste; it was if no bloodshed could be found in this place.

It disgusted him, this false sense of peace.

He sensed a presence behind him; swiftly he unsheathed his sword aiming at the enemy with a glare. In that moment he was met with rare turquoise coloured eyes framed in a small face that reflected his cold expression. He observed the intruder quietly realizing that it was a woman. Luzé didn't put down his weapon though.

She had long dark brown hair with a tint of auburn and pale white skin. She didn't look very Japanese for a resident here, but who was he to judge.

The woman seemed too young to be an adult and not only was her appearance strange, but it was also her expression.

She merely seemed surprised at the sword pointed towards her. After her surprise she merely smiled unaware of the danger.

He expected her to scream or run away at the sword pointed towards her, but she did neither.

Her smile was bright and open, an expression he was not used to seeing in his company. In her arms, she held a bouquet of assorted flowers to her chest leaving her defenceless. She didn't say a word, but he could tell she was unaware of the situation before her.

"Why are you not afraid?" Luzé asked the girl.

She tilted her head sideways indicating to the sword in his hand. Smoothly he returned the sword into its sheath keeping his eyes on the girl in doing so. He didn't trust the situation he was in, not at all.

She let out a silent chuckle turning her gaze once more to the tree. She motioned for him to follow her and he silently complied following behind.

Luzé had no idea why he was following this girl, but she didn't seem like a threat.

Her back was fragile, small as if one touch could break her. She turned her head to make sure he was still following. At the foot of the tree, she gently placed the bouquet on the ground paying her respects. Out of her pocket she produced a violet ribbon.

Turquoise eyes held his gaze quiet and full of life. She held the ribbon out to him and then pointed to the tree.

Was she indicating for him to tie the ribbon to the tree?

He found no reason to comply with her indirect order. Noticing this she insisted he take it anyways grabbing his hand and placing the ribbon in his palm. He placed the ribbon in his pocket.

Luzé couldn't help but be annoyed at her attitude as if she was unaware of the danger. Did she know of Duras? Was she one of the Giou?

He swiftly took out his sword once more angling the metal to her neck.

"Answer me. Are you one of the Zweilt?" Luzé calmly asked cold as ice.

Her eyebrows scrunched at the question and her lips curved down into a frown.

She didn't seem to understand his question merely looking at the sword with curiosity. Lifting a hand she touched the sword with wonder. He was only a foot from her form noticing the interest in her turquoise eyes.

She ticked him off with her unwillingness to respond.

"Answer me" He ordered moving the metal closer to her neck.

She let go of the sword indicating to her neck and then opening her mouth shaking her head.

He blinked putting the pieces together. "Don't tell me… you can't speak?"

She smiled and nodded putting her hand down. Her cheeks were flushed as she smiled. She shined brightly this girl seemed like the sun to him.

At least this girl could hear him otherwise he wouldn't know what to do.

She met his eyes straight on with no fear what so ever. She seemed to see right through him as if there was something even he couldn't see.

He felt a warm touch on his cheek. He froze at her movement.

She seemed to notice because she laughed silently lightly brushing her fingers around his eyes.

She seemed to like the colour of his eyes forgetting there was a sword ready to kill her.

This woman really was foolish was all he could think. She herself was not a Duras he could at least make out from her reaction. She was just another weak human.

She had no fear and that annoyed him. He sighed putting the sword away giving in to this women's ways. He should leave before he attracted anymore attention to himself.

When he sheathed the sword, she had already grabbed onto his sleeve dragging him along somewhere.

"Where are you taking me?" He asked

She didn't listen leading him towards the tree. There seemed to be something she wished to show him.

She crouched down to the bouquet she had placed by the tree pulling out a flower from the bunch carefully. She had a feeling this man in a military uniform wasn't from this world. He had that presence that said he was someone no human could get near. Even so, he didn't try to kill her and that was enough for her.

She had a feeling this man was someone she'd probably never meet again.

She smiled walking towards him. She reached for his gloved hand placing the single flower on his palm. She closed his fingers around the fragile bloom.

He looked at the useless flower with indifference. Why would she give a heartless demon a flower? In her eyes, he noticed there was a new glow to her eyes. He couldn't decipher the emotion in her expression, but there seemed to be an important significance to her offering.

He realized the reason she gave this to him was because it was the same colour as his eyes.

He turned his back towards her leaving her to stand alone in that scenery where she belonged. In the corner of his eyes he noticed her smiling face as she waved goodbye to him.

His heart felt funny watching her smiling face, but as he returned to Infernus he couldn't get the silent girl out of his mind anymore. Something just told him this wouldn't be the last time they would meet, it was only just beginning. The beginning of what he was still unsure.

As for her, she looked at the tree once more and remembered her wish. The many ribbons were made up of wishes that would one day come true.

It probably wouldn't come true, but it was still worth a try.

Watching him leave, it left her a little sad to see him go.

She chuckled silently to herself knowing one thing wouldn't change from their meeting.

That lavender rose she had given to him...

He was the first and last man she would ever give a lavender rose to.

But he'd never know that.

This was chapter one of my first Uraboku fanfic. (I've written Durarara fanfic, but other than this nothing.) As you could probably see this is a Luzé and an OC fanfic, but the Zweilt and other Duras will be included into this story.

Hope you enjoyed reading and review or comment your thoughts.

Disclaimer: Do not own Uraboku. Only own my OC.