Well, here, you go, chapter 2! Not much to say here, except that it was meant to be short. I wanted to write a whole thing about how Gaito and Sara's relationship started, but I couldn't. It was hard.

Oh, by the way, I don't own this.

Gaito just stared.

At what exactly? He had no idea. It was a completely new concept to him, what lay before his eyes.

It was, to him, one of the ugliest things he’d ever seen.

He recognised the top half of the thing; it was a woman. Well, not yet anyway, he figured. She looked around his age, but he could tell by just looking at her that she’d be older than what she looked. Gaito knew what a woman looked like; he had seen pictures of them in pockets of dead, overboard sailors that landed on his roof. Like the women in the pictures, this woman looked kinda cute, by his standards. Infact, she’d be the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen if not for one big, gaping attribute.

She had a tail of the most ghastly shade of orange. Actually, it was kind of a pretty shade, but it stood out so much from the dull shades of the Panthalassa castle that it was a shock to his eyes.

The woman was holding what seemed to be a key, and was staring at his large castle, acting as if Gaito was just part of its splendour, and not the ruler of it. Gaito also noted that the woman’s tanned face was red and puffy, and tears were trailing down her face. This subtracted from her beauty, Gaito figured.

However, Gaito knew; it was an instinctual feeling that had been welling up inside of him for years. This girl would bring something to his life; maybe it was pain, or death, or a useless hope that would be crushed once she’d leave.

He never expected once that she’d bring warmth.