It was early morning the day, yet the sun from the horizon was just rising, yet still wasn't able to penetrate through the thick form of dark clouds over Backlund, fuck this shithole, due to the existing working factories.
Slowly, the already dark clouds dimmed even more, and it started to rain hard.
Mud quickly formed all over the streets, people ran around looking for shelter with various objects over their head.
Some buildings and houses are already fixed by and rebuilt with the help of the church after quite some time after the fight between Sharron and Arianna, destroying half of Backlund.
George III was currently locked in his chambers, still recovering, while Roselle was flying higb up in the air, traveling the continent for some reason.
Current time was just after Klein and Sharron made their exit from the mausoleum.
Amidst the chaotic capital city of Loen, within a particular mansion of a rich tycoon named Dwayne Dantes.
Inside the master's bedroom, a woman with raven black hair was sleeping on the bed of the mansion's owner.
Beside her, on two opposite sides, two people sat on a chair, facing each other over her sleeping body.
One is a blonde woman wearing a black regal dress, and the other, a man in his early 20's with black hair and brown eyes, with a nice set of clothes too.
"Sharron, this would be absurd on my part, might be unfair for you, but, can- can...?" Klein's voice started off strong, but quickly weakened as his mind was slowly churned with countless thoughts and last minute drawback, yet he tried to push himself to say words of sincerity.
(I wanted to- i wanted to... Cmon, just say it, just say it!) But no words came out, as he suddenly felt scared, trembling in response to the possible outcome he couldn't see, and probably didn't wish to see, his head faces the floor.
What does he exactly want?
(I simply wanted to be on a good term with Sharron, no, that's not it, that would be terribly insulting isn't it? That might be true in the past, but with thr truth already out...) He tried to raise his head, clenching his fist to stop his shaking.
"Sharron, i- can we start all over again, please!" There, he said it.
Sharron slightly frowned and was taken aback due to the suddeness of it, she already expected something along the lines with this kind of situation, she expected for it, she wanted it, and the fact it's happening right now, she couldn't help but be shaken, out of pure joy.
Him saying that is the equivalent of also "I love you!" in a certain sense.
Her heart flutters with butterfly.
Kyu Kyu
Her pink glossy lips quivered, wanting to say something.
"Then, Sherlock-" But she was immediately cut off.
"But also, Sharron, please understand, i wanna say I've fallen for you! This is really abrupt on my part, you're very beautiful, one of the most beautiful woman I've ever meet...!" Well, he did jack off himself to her in the past, canonically in the original novel, Chapter 627.
"But, it's not that I've only fallen for your beauty, yet, outright denying that i don't appreciate all of your wonder would be hypocritical on my part, i wanna say too, you're very kind, you're very polite, helpful, someone i consider dear friend of mine- like a lover, fufu..." Klein scratch the back of his head, feeling shy due to describing Sharron's qualities.
Tell me this, when was the last time someone personally glazes you, and talk something good about you, wouldn't you also feel happy with that kind of person in your relationship.
Someone who sees the good in you, whether it be simply a friend or a lover, or even family.
His words might be superficial, but its the truth, and Sharron is willing to accept it.
"We've also worked quite a lot of times in the past, looking back at it, i couldn't help but cherish those memories with you, haha." This time, scratching his cheek, Klein blushed his cheeks pink red upon remembering when their first partnership involves them watching two people have sex together.
"But like i said, im sorry for this demand of mine, but please, i couldn't help it-" Klein slowly turned his head to the bed, laying his eyes upon the sight of a certain raven black haired woman.
Sharron followed Sherlock's gazes, only to end up at the same picture.
She was a sort of rival you could say, someone she deemed an enemy due to the relationship she shared with a certain man.
Sharron's fluttering heart then tightened, her fist clenched.
(This is so unfair, why did he also have to fall for her? Am i not good enough?!) Dark thoughts then welled up in her mind, yet Sharron tried to suppress them, shaming herself with it, like how could she, but with a reason.
In the first place, she couldn't bear to share his love and kindness with another woman.
That kindness was the same reason this whole thing happened even unfolded.
Was Sherlock simply being used and swept away because of his love and kindness, probably, yet one must remember this is the same positive trait and quality of the man she have fallen for with, so to see it being part of and also belonging to someone else.
(No, no, why not just me-?! Please, why couldn't it just be me?! I love you more than anyone else, didn't i, i was willing to comply with your wishes no matter how absurd it is!) She wanted to cry so much, so, so very much,.
Klein could see the difficulty in her complexion hardening and saddening, she's trying very hard not to cry, but unbeknownst to her, a tear was already streaming down on her face.
Thinking it through, Klein Moretti as of right now just wanted to escape the current predicament via choosing the harem route.
Can you bear it, to see your lover in the hands of another.
Some people might be fine with, but a vast majority would be not.
Think about it, can you also bear the idea of her to be with another.
Love should be sacred, love should be cherished, held high at an unprecedented importance, no question asked, it simply is.
(Just as i thought, this would never work.) Klein's head once again cascaded down, looking at the floor.
Out of nowhere.
Sharron really burst herself into tears.
Klein's eyebrow twitched, his complexion was hard.
He tried to rush in to her side, embracing her cold body, sharing in his warmth with her.
Sharron replied by hugging him back.
Snuggling her face in between his chest, her arms scratched the back of his clothes, Klein's clothe was stained with Sharron's snot and tears.
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Afternoon came in, Klein put Sharron's sleeping body by the same bed she used to sleep in back then in the same room, right beside Arianna's own bed.
Looking at her delicate face, sleeping like a newborn, ever so peacefully.
Klein's heart flutter for some reason.
It was akin to feeling a certain level of serenity and peace.
Walking out of the room, and closing the door behind him, Klein was left alone in the hall of his mansion.
He then headed downstairs, to the kitchen, his mind blank and hazy.
Making himself some light snacks, and reading a novel to pass the time.
Unbeknownst to Klein, it was already dark outside his mansion already, but the darkness was a bit too extreme, the rain still haven't stop since morning, the concealed sun was already setting down from the horizon.
Klein then positioned himself by the window, looking over the passerby from the streets, his eyes carrying not a bit of any emotion.
Just emptiness.