She means the world to me. I’d do _anything_ to protect her. Even if it meant she hates me.

Wiping my blood stained knife, I look to the girl sobbing before me; holding the lifeless body of the man she loved. She doesn’t know what I know. That man was planning to kill her tonight. I overheard him discussing the plan with the rival family. Many wish for her death; but even if I told her, being the person that she is I doubt she’d believe me. Even now, she is still bright as ever as she glares at me with hostility.

Those eyes bring me back to the day we met.

My death was foretold from the moment I was born. Black as raven hair and eyes, I was seen as an omen to my family; a devil’s child. I should have been killed then but there was a rule preventing my death until the age of ten. From that day on I was hidden from the world, my name never written in the records. With baited breaths they waited til the day, blaming all their misfortunes on me.

On my tenth birthday, that’s when I met her. White as a lily hair and pure blue eyes. Her father was invited for a business meeting and she was to meet with my brothers. I had escaped my room but ended up running into her on the way out. All I could do back then was cry and plead for help. If it was anyone else they’d have ignored me as I was concidered a simple family matter.

Hearing my story, she was upset and called my hair pretty. Promising to help me live, she dragged me right to where our fathers were meeting; glaring just as she did now. Her father seeing hope in me took me back and trained me as her shadow. I was overfilled with joy to have a purpose to her.

I’m sure once word gets out of this I’ll be framed by the rival family but even if my death is catching up, I’ll protect her with my life. Even if I have to destroy that light with my dark, even if she hates me to where she kills me herself.

I will take the ones that plan on hurting her down.

Just wait a little bit longer…