In manga #17, Hamel was conveniently nowhere to be found when Flute
walked down from her room in the morning. The explanation Tron offers is
that he had "something" to do. ::Madperson coughs:: That's where a fic
author's twisted imagination comes in handy. Is Hamel wondering about what
*almost* happened the day before, the same way Flute is? He he he, we know
he is, we all *saw* the blush ::evil maniacal laughter::
I woke up and got out early. I needed some fresh air.
Right.
To tell the truth, I wanted to see her first. Then I decided against it.
I wanted to see her...But not after dreaming about kissing her. Not after it almost really happened. I don't think I could have looked at her straight in the eye.
Does she even realize how close we've been? Maybe. I don't know.
A thousand curses on my clumsiness. If it hadn't been for my bloody knee getting in the way, I would have gotten the answer to the question I dare not ask her.
But I can readily imagine what her reaction would have been. Me, impaled on a cross, or better yet, my bruised and battered head on a stick.
Oh, but there's worse than utter and complete rejection. Much worse. I can see her eyes, filled with unspoken disgust, I can feel her trembling, too frightened to move. She has a right to despise me, even hate me. After all, I'm the man - no, the demon who almost killed her.
I'm a demon, that's my reality, a reality I can't just forget about.
And Flute... you're the angel who came straight down from Heaven to lift me up and save me.
You've taken me hook, line and sinker, and there's nothing I wouldn't do to bring a smile on your face. You smile when you see me now, don't you? This much I can tell. I must have been blind not to see how... how beautiful you are. Wait, I take it back: purposefully oblivious, not just blind.
I've reached unknown territory here; I can't say I like not really knowing what's going on but... I don't think I want to turn back the way I came from.
I only hope you feel the same way than I do, if only, only a little.
Call me obsessed if you will.
We_almost_kissed.
What would happen if we really did..?
How would you feel in my arms, how would you look at me? Would there be a smile in your eyes, would you pull me closer to you?
Would you...kiss me back?
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