His gaze followed hers and darkened seeing Toya sitting by the statue. So that was what held her attention once again. He was leaned back against the maiden as if sleeping. His gaze jerked back to Kyoko when she turned to walk in Toya’s direction. Reaching out, he grasped her wrist, holding it securely.
“Kyoko, wait,” Shinbe’s amethyst eyes silently begged. “Don’t go to him.”
Kyoko turned back to look at Shinbe curiously like she’d just noticed him standing there. “But why should I not go to him, Shinbe? He is the one that loves me,” her gaze seemed to bore into his as if waiting for him to give her a reason not to go.
Shinbe’s irises flashed liquid amethyst, “No, Kyoko. Don’t you understand that I can’t let you go to Toya?” He watched the worry enter her eyes as she took a step closer
