Author: Cynthia Taz
Watching the blond napping next to her, she knew. She was broken.
Broken into pieces - into the redhead she never wanted to be.
She tried. Tried to run, run away from it. But she didn't run hard enough.
She knew she didn't run hard enough, because while she was scared, she also longed for it.
And now, she was caught. And she was glad. Because with her, she was not the Yakuza-no-Bakemono, not Willow Kasen, nor Willow Rosenberg.
She was... someone who was loved.
Placing a soft kiss on the blonde's forehead, she slowly extracted herself from the warm embrace, careful not to wake her sleeping beauty, and moved towards the edge of the boat.
Setting sun warmed her heart while the sea bless cooled her skin. She knew, once the sun set, she had to drive them back into the cruel world.
But it was okay this time. Because she knew once she finished her final act, once she had gotten his approval, she could go back to where she belonged - with Tara...
If only Tara would choose her over this cruel city.