She smiled, her forehead now resting against his. She wished nothing more than to have her breath stolen each and every second of every day if it meant having him to hold. There wasn't any other past time. There would be no other enjoyment Aiko could get out of life. He was the sun shining in the sky, the stars that twinkled in the night. Nothing could take the place of the light he brought into her life.<br/><br/><span style="color: mediumpurple">"The way I remember it, I think I more or less fell into it after you broke some glass."</span>Her tiny hands shifted to entwine their fingers together.<span style="color: mediumpurple">"You caught me to keep me from landing in the glass. Held me close. I'm sure I was the most fragile thing you had ever seen."</span><br/><br/>Her eyes closed as she continued to rest her forehead against his. The smile that lit up her face despite the closed eyes could only be described as being at peace. Aiko loved him so much. She knew, deep within her heart, that there would be no life outside of him. Without the Saiyan, the feline would simply wither away. That simply would not due. Aiko refused to believe that she was meant for something different.<br/><br/><span style="color: mediumpurple">"When I looked at you, I saw something far more than what you see yourself as. I saw a man who instead of just following orders, decided to take pity on something as frail as a flower,"</span>she said quietly, opening her eyes to look into his.<span style="color: mediumpurple">"I wanted to follow you. I still would follow you. I will follow you until then end, Tarrok. I love you so."</span>