Amaya sobbed and cried as he held her in his arms. He felt guilty, evil, a...monster. He hated that word, and she had called him that. Maybe he wasn't supposed to be happy, or in love, or...be anything. She buried her face into his shoulder as warm tears streamed down her face. What did I tell you? Oh no...not now. Of all times...

Actually I should've stopped you long before...BUT NO! You had to go and just...not listen. You have issues with listening. Just stop ok? I'm trying to at least do something right. Oh and what would that be? You just made her cry you bastard! There is nothing right you are doing here. You just ruined her life, killed her friends, well one of them, and then you go and yell at the poor thing! Issues...

I don't have issues! Sure I made a few really bad mistakes... A few? All right...a lot! But I do love her and...God I really do suck at listening. Finally! The man realizes his mistakes and his issue with listening, now we're getting somewhere! Ok, I'm going to pretend you didn't say that, and I'm going to try and make her feel better.

"Shhh, my love, it's ok. I'm really sorry for what I have done. I love you..." Amaya remianed silent, she didn't want to listen. She just wanted everything to go back to normal, but that could never happen. She pushed herself away from him, and walked over to the mirror, fingering it's details. She didn't want to look at him, she just wanted to crawl into a hole and die.

"Amaya...Please." She turned around to see him standing next to her, holding his hand out. Amaya just stared at it, then to him, puzzled. "Walk with me...or at least horseback riding..." She took his hand anyway and walked outside with him. It was dark but warm, and the fireflies were dancing in the warm breeze as they took the path toward the woods.

"Beautiful night isn't it?" "Yea, especially the fireflies," she said plainly, with no emotion or happiness in her eyes.

"Amaya please, I beg of you, forgive me. Be with me, forget all of this." She looked at him then to the ground, she didn't know what to do. He lifted her chin up and kissed her gently. He couldn't get enough of her, so he brought her closer, her hands on his chest. He ran his hand through her hair, as he deepend the kiss. Then he stopped kissing her, and looked deep into her eyes whispering, "Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime. Say the word and I will follow you."