Author's Note- Hey. I meant to get this up earlier, but I got distracted. Fireworks an' all that. This is set before the events of episode 8, centered on Chikane and what she may have been thinking. This story's for pixie paramount, who told me I should write something for KnM. Whether or not I actually have talent, this was a fun piece to work on. Please read and review, but don't flame. This is my first KnM story, after all. If you don't like shoujo-ai, don't read.

Himeko…

It's not too late, you know. Even now, though the minutes slip away from me, though the light fades, you are not yet back. If I set aside this route, if we could just go back to the way things were, if Oogami Souma did not exist, then, perhaps…

But thoughts such as these are pointless. Whether I would scorn to heed them or not,

I cannot ignore their truth. We could, if fate wished it, be happy for a few more days, weeks. But come the end, even if we were to succeed, to be forced once more to drive my sword through your body is too cruel.

Do you think me selfish, Himeko? Perhaps I am. But it is for your sake too, and not without reason. Whatever pain you will feel will be forgotten soon enough. One of us must suffer, is it not fitting that it should be I? I who overstepped my bounds, I who, no matter how much I wish to be, could never truly be content as only your friend. I who wishes to hold you, to kiss you, to… Yes, I do not deserve you. So it is for the best, after all.

I can hear you now, as you thrust the door open. I almost wish you had stayed away longer; facing the task is far less easy than pondering it. Would that we were not priestesses, would that the cursed Ame no Murakumo and Yamato no Orochi had never come into our lives.

Himeko, forgive me…

Without the sun, the moon would cease to shine. Is it not funny, Himeko, that now because of the sun the moon fades?