<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'"><span style="font-size: 15px"><div style="text-align: center"><a class="link link--external" href="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n99/vampiregirl22/screen.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Tsukiko Kimiko</a>​</div></span></span><br/>Tsukiko's shoulders slumped slightly as she gazed at the ground still feeling the blade pressing into her hand. "<i>I don't know Hikaru...I keep seeing the pain on your face...and it hurts.</i>" she thought shaking her head and closing her eyes. It was true she kept seeing that torment and pain the sadness that crossed hikaru's eyes every time she saw something that brought a smile to her own lips. Was there perhaps something wrong with her? maybe in the creation process?<br/><br/>Shaking her head she barely noted the fox guy running off and hiding in the brushes near-by. She felt almost...numb, emotionally detached like a part of her soul wasn't quite there anymore. Raising her gaze she looked at Hikaru her voice bringing her thoughts back to the problem at hand. "<i>He'll come around eventually...you seem to captivate him.</i>" she said with a small almost hallow smile.<br/><br/>Although so alike it was becoming clearer every day that they walked separate lives; separate worlds. Hikaru's world was apparently a world of beauty and life of things pure and gentle. Like the purest wind blowing through a forest of beautiful sakura flowers. A stark difference from her own world; A world of darkness and ashen ruin. A world with rivers of blood and broken hearts, burned forests and infinite graves. A world that would would grab the darkness in one's heart and bring it to beautiful fruition. A world even the darkest of demons would shy from.<br/><br/>Each world being their own hearts; why was her's so corrupt?<br/><br/>Shaking her head she closed her eyes and felt the gentle breeze caress her skin, like the most comforting embrace and she smiled softly. Her eyes opened as the wind died down and blinked slowly turning her head in the direction of her twins. "<i>Yes...I've noticed him for awhile...it seem's he's finally caught up.</i>" she thought taking a step towards her sister.<br/><br/>She'd caught the scent roughly a week earlier and ever since then had been picking it up off and on. It was quite obvious not a human scent and carried with it a hint of power and something else she couldn't quite place. She thought it best that Hikaru did the talking this time so that maybe things didn't end up so disastrous again. "<i>Perhaps...you should take this one Hikaru..</i>" she said rubbing her upper arm. She took a hesitant step towards her twin's side since no matter what she just couldn't allow her to be harmed. The white gem on her forehead seeming to swirl with the darkest of clouds. "<i>He's far different from that fox-man....possibly far more dangerous...</i>" she thought as her gaze pierced the forest.<br/><br/>Being close to her twin she felt that same warmth that seemed to always be in Hikaru's eyes. That warmth and calmness like her raging storm was now nothing more than a gentle breeze and the tides rushing over the sands of the beach. Everyday Hikaru transformed more and more becoming something vastly different from the person she was when they first arrived. So why did it feel like she was getting left behind? She glanced at her twin then back to the approaching demon; something inside her told her that as long as hikaru remained near then the killer inside of her would be soothed and lulled. Reaching her hand up she hesitated but placed her hand against hikaru's cheek and smiled a bit "<i>Thank you for staying near Hikaru...</i>" she said before dropping her hand to her side and looking off.