Seiji and Myself in Strong Relationship
Rated: PG-13?

Seiji and I were helping the King of Hyrule, vanish the evil that was in the
Forest Temple. There was more then ONE boss running a muck! Seiji helped me defeat the Poe sisters. Phantom Ganon showed up and as I bolted toward him, Seiji threw me a sword. (Seiji has trained me in Kendo and handling swords of ALL kinds. He has a dozen!!) We exchanged blows till I was able to draw back my sword
and thrust it into his heart. Once he vanished, I collapsed!
Seiji hurried over to my side in worry that I got badly injured. “Oreana?!
OREANA!!??” Seiji yelled, trying to wake me.
Zelda and her father showed up just in time to see what was going on. Seiji
was still crying, believing I had died.
“She’s not dead,” Zelda whispered, “Oreana merely sleeps.”
I dunno what happened next! All I know is when I woke up, I was in Seiji’s
arms. We were in the Forest Temple, but it was sunnier instead of gloomy. Seiji was writing in ENGLISH!! (Seiji and I can only CONVERSE to one another. NOT WRITE!! I can write in SOME Japanese, but enough to get by!)
When he saw me awake, he just smiled and wrote something in English on the
sheet of paper he had. It said, ‘you ok’? He gave me the pencil and paper. I wrote, ‘I think so. How long was I out?’.
“You were out for a year,” Seiji whispered to me, “The King wanted me to get
rid of your body, but I didn’t.” I kissed Seiji on the cheek while he wrote. He wrote, ‘I learn to write English. How I doing?’
His handwriting was like that of a child! But he was doing extremely well
for a beginner. I wrote, ‘You’re doing GREAT!’
Seiji kissed me on the cheek and hugged me tightly. “You want to go to my
house in Sendai?”
“I’d love to.”
Seiji changed into his sub armor and took off down the road of Tokyo at
blinding speed. To feel the wind against my half ‘dead’ body
was a tantalizing sensation! I laughed having so much fun with Seiji.
‘It was only a year,’ Seiji thought, ‘but that was torturing enough for me!
I was unable to hear her laugh, see her smile, feel her touch!
There were times I wanted her so badly, I ran outside to relief myself. I
could hardly hide it! Yet…”
“Faster, Seiji! Faster!” I laughed.
“Hang on then,” He called, looking over his shoulder at me and picking up
the pace.
‘His eyes,’ I thought looking at him, ‘They’re different now. They use to
look so young and full of life! Now they look old and so weak!
Oh Seiji…’
Seiji headed down the busy streets of Tokyo to get to his house. (Try to
remember that we're a decade apart! He's 26 and I'm 16!)

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Thanks again,

Oreana D.