Er... conspiracy theory stories have been done already. Here's mine
done in a one syllable format. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: All characters portrayed in this story are the property of
Rumiko Takahashi and company.
This story takes place after volume 38 of the manga and also draws ideas
from the anime.
C & C welcomed. Flames not.
A Story of Only One Syllables
She Who Loves Him
By
Donny Cheng
He watched as she got up off the bed. Though he had seen this sight
for all but a few days in the past year, he still could not lose his awe
of it. For her he risked the words that would name him a sap, "You are
my sun, you know that?"
She groaned at his weak try, but she was glad all the same that he
would try. She mocked him with one raised eye, "Oh? What of her? You
still have not tried half as hard to turn her from you as I think you
could. What of my sis, A..?"
He stopped her with a wave. He sighed, "I can't hurt her. It's one
thing I won't do. You know me. I can just hope that she will come to
hate me as I drag her on."
She would not say more on this. She could not blame him as it was one
of his traits that made her love him so in the first place. She did
know him. So well, that the day did not go past that she did not have
some part of him on her mind.
"I will see you some time at night."
His pride would not let him beg, but she could hear the plea he did not
voice. It warmed her heart to know that he cared. "I thought I was
your sun. You want me to be your moon now?" She laughed at the look of
pain on his face. "Yes, you will see me. Get up off the bed. We have
to leave for class soon."
He perked up at her words. He then got up and got dressed. He put on
his red silk shirt and black pants on as fast as he could. The rest of
them would rise soon. She went out the door first. He went to the hole
in the wall and climbed out past the pane of glass. His mind lost in
thought of the two of them.
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The End. (maybe)