"..."

There isn't anything to say.

The blue sky and the white clouds promise a pleasantly cool afternoon. Vincent feels the refreshing breeze as he admires the trees. Somehow, he feels at peace in this place. For the first time in days, he is able to forget the undead. Despite living in Europe all his life, he feels that this is all strangely familiar. He closes his eyes and smiles. He feels that this is...

...

"I-I love you!"

He stops in his tracks. Dressed in a modest green kimono, she looks up at him. Her long silver hair glitters under the moonlight. Her alabaster skin and soft red lips quiver as she waits in anticipation. Her deep brown eyes are slightly moist and her legs are shaking. She is simply dazzling.

A single cherry blossom petal falls to the ground between them.

"Don't be a fool," he says. "You know that we can't be together. We are..."

"... worlds apart," she says. "B-but I don't care! I don't care what others think! I don't care if things will never be the same again!"

He sighs.

"We are too different," he says.

It would never work. His family would never accept this. Her world would never accept this. And even if they somehow found a place to run away...

"I am, but a single moment, while you are eternity," he says.

She takes a few steps closer, then without warning, she embraces him tightly.

"You love me too," she whispers.

He says nothing as he returns her embrace. He can't deny it. He would die for her; he would live for her. He would give up anything to spend another moment with her. She has been his inspiration ever since they met. A life without her would be meaningless.

She pulls away from him, and looks straight into his eyes.

"Together, your moment will be my eternity, and my eternity will be your moment," she says.

He turns away. A single tear flows down his cheek. This takes her in his arms in an intimate embrace.

His hands shudder as he strokes her soft skin. The sensation as he holds her is indescribably spellbinding. Her hair smells faintly of cherries and mint. He can feel her breathe nervously over his shoulder. He wonders if she is scared, but as if in response, she pushes harder against him, unashamed. Surprised by her aggressiveness, he loses his balance and falls on his back.

Before the pain can register, he feels a gentle foreign sensation on his lips. He opens his eyes to see her blushing bright red.

"I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you! I'm just so clumsy and-"

"You really are a fool," he says.

He interrupts her apology with his lips. He isn't sure how long the moment lasts, but afterward he found himself resting his head on her lap. He raises his hand and caresses her cheek as she looks tenderly down at him.

"If only this moment could last forever..."

...

"Hey, wake up already!"

Vincent slowly opens his eyes. He idly wonders why Youmu is looking down at him. She looks really irritated. If it weren't for the soft cushion his head was resting on, he would probably be scared. He blinks. They didn't bring any cushions. Her lap is really...

"Soft," he mutters.

"W-w-what? Get off me you pig!" she says.

His head hits the floor. He struggles to stand up as he reorients himself. That really hurt.

Looking around, it seems that they are back at the mansion. Yuyuko is nowhere to be seen. Youmu is scowling at him.

He doesn't understand why, but she looks really beautiful right now.

[ ] Embrace her tightly.
[ ] A single tear flows down his cheek.
[ ] Pretend nothing happened.
[ ] "S-so soft,"
[ ] "W-what happened?"
[ ] "T-that really hurt!"
[ ] Custom