Show of love or shadow of vampire.
The following night, arrive ahead of schedule, the evening to his presence earlier so take advantage of the sun playing to get to that park.
Before reaching the place where a day before my heart had beaten for poor vampire that sweet blood, I took a ride around the park. Wondering if it would be a good idea of better taste than once that liquid.
back after a long walk, and there she was again, looking at me with grace, I think I really expected. His outfit was different from the previous night, I wondered why he had changed his attitude and then I had hit that bank, rose.
"Hi, I was afraid of not arrived. - I said with a honeyed voice that could read between the lines tranquility.
-Why? .. I said I would come to meet me, not to doubt.
"I know, but your words were always playful and always used to play with them. - I stayed silent and stunned to hear that, that was .. by who said that my words were so. When I was mortal, if so, in fact many times he said things playing, but in them was going the whole truth ... as it was possible that this person knew me ...
-... How do you know ..? Who are you?
-the question here is .. you are who I think you're ... If you are that person ... - When I finish something that is more confused than before, the book took a picture, that I caused a big chill, felt like when the cold creeps in your bones. I look at it out and look after their small picture to get a hand to her mouth, she looks confused again raising an eyebrow, did not understand anything .. and that for some reason caused me fear.
always up to be a mere mortal was afraid of everything and now unknown to me a prisoner of that, he was a vampire useless as I said to myself .. "You really
you ?.... 're alive? .. - I said with some tears in my eyes .. ok now if you understand anything about anything .. assumes that all knew who had died, where I failed the load? Not answer anything and now it looked more incredulous.
-You are really Kamenashi Kazuya - When she loosed .. I froze, frozen and other things ... did not understand how that had happened. As someone still remember me .. as it had happened that ... I forgot all at age 5 have died, and that I realized that I lived, I lived my own solitude ...
"Like hell you know? - Unmarried angry ... very annoying .. now is that someone would remember me ...
"My mother ... she ... when I was too young, fell in love with you, your essence .. of yourself, you never thought was going to know, but I saw some minutes in one of your many concerts ... after that you hear about your death .. but she was not sure .. was not completely sure if it was so ... it ..
"Your mother - she interrupted, she was the daughter of someone I loved? .. as possible .. there was even something like that? the hell ... I felt too weird for that confession, the daughter of someone who loved me .... and that she was surprised he did not understand anything ..
"Yes, my mother. - me dry the tears a bit, the times that my mother was thinking of that person, peliabamos times that he loved someone else but my father .. That made me hate .. and more that at some point thought she was crazy to believe that person was still alive .. but then that was what they called love .. to know where is the essence of the person, know how and when, know that, of having our hearts together ...
That moment was very confusing to us both, I do not think I should have raised that sleep was now more confused than before. That someone was the person brindabama me a love so deep, in a unique way, a way that I felt no life or death, much less felt in immortal life.
A deep love that I began to give nausea ... but at least respected ...
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