Sahara watched from her ‘room’, at the Second Prince’s residence, that will no longer be hers anymore…She watched Matthew say a few things about the preparation for the wedding, that, as far as Sahara was concerned, it will no longer come to pass the next day.

Why was I here? I should be leaving…

But her eyes seemed to have a mind of their own, watching Matthew’s hands and face. He really was so beautiful for her…Something…Like forbidden fruit…

Will he hate me? Probably…

Sahara sighed, as she peeked around the corner and felt a strange want for him to do exactly what he suddenly did…He noticed her…

“Sahara.” He said, coming up to her. “What are you doing here, my dear?”

She tried to keep her thoughts normal, as she seemed to be hearing him properly and she didn’t want to waste this short moment with him. “Mmm, I was just…I had a free moment…”

That was all she could say. She was scared that he’d see her eyes, she had tried to make them as normal as possible again, but who knows if they have reverted back to being red or not…To be honest, the anger comes and goes, just like that of her sorrow…Sahara was a mess inside…

He took her into his arms and kissed her forehead.

Ah! The security…The feeling of being loved…Was I ever supposed to have him? Probably not…

She had no more time, yet, she couldn’t leave without saying one last thing to him, “…I love you.”

He pulled back away from her, looking at her with sparkles in his eyes.

Sahara tried not to cry to his happiness.

“Sahara? Tell me…” He moved her inside her ‘room’ and closed the doors, “Tell me once more.”

She smiled and forgot her sorrows for a moment, “I love you.”

He picked her up and kissed her briefly, then said, “My dear…Thank you.”

Suddenly, Sahara wanted him to never forget this night…She was probably selfish for wanting him to never forget her, or maybe it was so she who never wanted to forget him, but she couldn’t help it.

Putting herself closer to him, she kissed him and entwined her tongue with his.

Sahara felt his hands tighten around her and that gave her more initiative to continue.

She put her hands down to his belts and undid them, then without a second to lose, she put her hands over his bare chest, feeling warmth go through her.

She heard him sharply take in a breath and gave a very small, slight smile to her satisfaction…

It was like those other times, like she wanted him beyond normal means. And…Sahara wanted to accomplish that…She wanted to go all the way with him now…

Because…There may not be another chance. She was giving up a future with him, so that he can live. Whether it was because she was being targeted or because she thought that she was bad luck, either way, he wasn’t safe with her here.

He won’t die because of her…And she wouldn’t know how she’d be able to bear his death if she were to stay and something bad happened to him…She was sure, that she wouldn’t be able to bear it…At all!

“Sahara?”

Sahara took his mouth once again, to shut him up, and fully took off the first two lots of clothing, only leaving one more clothing left, that covered his bottom area, like that of shorts…

It was easy for Matthew to understand, as he knew how Sahara felt, as he felt exactly the same way. They wanted to connect, they wanted to become one! Not wanted…But needed…

He undressed Sahara, just as she had undressed him, and they found themselves on her bed completely naked.

Both of them delightfully touching the other, like they were a treasure. They had slightly explored already, what the other beheld under their clothes. This time though, was different. They took their time and relished the experience, the time and the other person…

His touch was igniting her fire even more, and her touch his…

It was like they were a perfect match, in perfect sync, that they were connecting on the perfect night. Sahara forgot everything else as she felt like this was where she was supposed to be…

As they laid on the bed, he mumbled her name and kissed a few special places that made her smile and make her start to tremble.

Matthew still could stop, if his Princess wanted to, but if they continued…

“Sahara?” He asked, looking at her deeply in the eyes. His eyes reached into her depths, lighting her path, lighting her soul. For the first time, Sahara felt complete…She felt like her puzzle had been put together, her pieces were all placed together to make a picture…And that picture? Why did she want to see it?

It was blurry at the moment, like destiny was written but untold. But it was his light and hers, mixed together, giving Sahara the impression that this picture was probably something very important to her…For some reason, she felt like she can’t lose herself, that she will need to move forward as soon as possible. That this picture will perhaps become clear in the future…

Sahara put her hands to his face, kissing his eyes, cheeks and forehead. “Mmm?”

“…I love you.” Was all Matthew could say…

She smiled at him, her eyes shining in return to his words. She will never…Ever…Forget this!

Putting her lips on his, Sahara led the way to their first lovemaking, as she thought that it may also be their last.

They continued to treat each other like that of a precious treasure and touched each other lovingly, like there was no tomorrow. Well, she already felt like there was no tomorrow…

Every touch lingered over her skin, even after his hands or mouth had gone, her skin itself didn’t like the absence of his touch afterwards.

Matthew tried not to hurt his beloved, and it helped her get over the small amount of pain of losing her virginity...Ah! But she wouldn’t have had it any other way. No…She was so glad to have come here…Very glad! There were no regrets!

Their wants, their needs, their desires…All of it was right here, in front of them. And they took it, with arms wide opened, smiles on their faces and moans of pleasure.

It was…Magical, awesomely magical, and so damned perfect!

For all the moments that they had held back, they were able to let go. For all the times that they thought this far, yet unable to put thoughts into reality, they finally made them real…

They became one and Sahara never thought that she’d feel such happiness…

She must never…Ever…Forget this!

***

“Do you think this will work?” Steven asked.

“I have no idea…” Sahara flatly answered, stepping back from her bed, now back at the Rolland’s residence. She had numbed her feelings now, as she was following through with her plans of leaving. And to be honest, she didn’t care if this will work or not…She didn’t care about anything much at all…

Sahara had one goal, and that was to stay away. Not only did she need time to accept reality, but, the ‘killer’ seemed to be long gone and the only thing that they knew about them, was that they had only been working here a couple of days…So, this ‘mute’, young man had disappeared…Taking three of her most beloved people with them.

Naruto had found Steven after Sahara came back from being with Matthew, and she had to take a few minutes to regain herself after seeing him. What if he had been there? Why didn’t Naruto stop whoever harmed Zeus? Why!?

As far as she was aware, everyone she cared for was in danger, or dead already…So, Sahara tried to numb her thoughts and decided that what was done was done, and that at least, Naruto was still alive…Could she really blame him for not protecting Zeus? But…Why hadn’t he? She had to admit, deep down Sahara was a bit more then curious…She was also wanting to blame Naruto…Through knowing her feelings of blame, Sahara could only let a tear escape as she put those deep feelings even deeper, so she could be glad instead that he was indeed still here instead of…

…It, the dummy that Sahara had created, looked like her, yet didn’t…

Yet…It was the best that she could do…

Sahara took out a knife from ‘storage’ and stabbed it into her side, making Steven shrink back in dislike to her hurting herself. Then Sahara stabbed the knife into the newly made dummy of herself, right into the heart…

Yeah…Sahara was killing herself…She knew that she should really put more effort into it, like get the dummies hand to hold the dagger but…She didn’t care…

She knew that there was like three different survival techniques…She can’t remember any others beside ‘flight’…

Yes…Her survival technique was ‘flight’…Running away.

Sahara was ‘running away’, in fear that Matthew will also die because of her…And that…She was really sad inside…So damned sad, that all she heard was her heart thumbing and she tried not to think so much. She didn’t want memories, she didn’t want to think of what would normally happen if…They were still alive…The future that they would have had…

She felt like half of herself had crawled up into a ball inside of her head and was crying it’s heart out, screaming and thrashing around…It was just too painful…Everything was too damned painful…

And this was her plan…A staged death and disappearing…Perhaps it was giving her time to find the ‘killer, perhaps it was her bad luck and perhaps it was because she needed to deal with this…Sahara didn’t care for the reason anymore. She meant what she said…She didn’t want to ever return back here! Well, at least this was her present state of mind, thoughts and feelings.

Letting out a deep breath, Sahara pat Naruto and put her hand out to Steven…

“Are you sure?” Sahara asked flatly once again, her eyes lifeless.

Steven was adamant on not leaving her side…How in the world would he leave her alone now? There was just no chance of that when she looked like she needed him!

Steven nodded sadly. “Yes.”

Then he took Sahara’s hand…In which they disappeared.

***

Sahara’s so-called death ended up being found not long after they had left. Matthew had heard about Talon, not long after she left him in her bed, back at his estate, and he had rushed over. Having seen Sahara the way that she was and how she had acted…He wondered if she had already known a few hours ago, or if she hadn’t…

But…Silence overcame everyone, upon the silent announcement that Sahara had been found dead in her room.

Yeah, it took up all her spiritual essence, leaving her minimal left to teleport out of the estate. Because…She had changed a lot of spiritual essence into something else and pretty much made a duplicate of herself.

Sahara didn’t bother on doing everything, as she was able to insert rocks around blankets to give the dummy more weight, but she still had to have it connected and not floppy. The outside of the dummy showed skin, her face, and where she had put the dagger, Sahara had put a little more effort in as well. But even though she had put so much work into the dummy, it still didn’t have the effort that she originally thought it would…Making her think that clones in anime’s are underrated…

It took at least an hour, to make this dummy, and considering that Sahara had spent over an hour with Matthew, it was midnight before she had finished. It made Sahara believe that she was more of a bad omen then she had originally thought.

Thirteenth miss, born on a bad day and month and full of bad luck…Now finished her ‘plot’ at midnight…

But it was done…And…

Matthew, having ran into his beloved’s room, could only stare and stand there for a few minutes…

After, he stumbled over to what looked like her, he fell to kneel at the bedside, remembering just hours ago of the beautiful time that they had shared.

“…Sa…Sahara?” He asked quietly, to the lifeless body in front of him…

***