Our names are so obvious and to the point. In fact, they seem more suited to us than our given names so accurately do they describe each of us. Doctor is actually a doctor, Game Master is a master of games, I keep the gate and Sensui...He is a dark angel--a beautiful creature that was somehow turned to the path of destruction.

An angel...I glance over at him. He is watching that tape again. That damn tape over and over! I do not let my disgust show on my face; it is bad manners and Sensui hates that. What he finds so interesting about the Dark Chapter I will never understand. Yes, it proves the evil that exists in the human heart but then, I had known it was there all along. I just did not care; I still do not. After all, all creatures possess this evil, humans and my kind are just more true to it than others.

Hmmm. I have never cared that much about anything, come to think about it. Sensui was always the passionate one and I merely followed his lead. I remember him when we first met. He was younger then, full of life, innocent...naïve. I think that is what I miss the most--his naiveté. The way he would turn and say "Itsuki, what's that?" or how he believed that the world was black and white, good and evil. He was good fighting the evil--pure absolutes. But, then...the incident...happened and all of his clear-cut ideals were stripped away in a handful of moments. So he went to the other extreme instead. Sensui has always been one for absolutes.

It drove him insane eventually. He simply couldn't handle having his world tipped upside down. I spare a moment or two for regrets, but then I simply shrug my shoulders. What is done is done; there is no going back. Besides, he is still my Sensui; he is still here by my side. He has had many a chance to leave me over the years, but he has not. I am eternally grateful to him for that. As for me, I could never leave him. He is the reason that I live and breath.

The others fear him. Some may not show it, but they do. His unpredictable moods and personalities, his sheer destructive power. They wonder how I can stand him. I smile; he is much better company than that set of fools any day. And with me he is never unpredictable. I know exactly what he will say and do even if I do not understand why. Maybe I have grown accustomed to his erratic personalities over the years. No, Sensui is always the same with me. Perhaps I remind him of his more stable past. Whatever the reason, he is always gentle; he always asks not demands. But then, he knows that that is all he has to do. I will do anything that he asks of me.

Even the first time he kissed me he still asked if he could. It was rather sweet, really. He was still very young then, a teenaged boy trying and failing to hide his nervousness. Quite different from today. No, he is all cool confidence now. Back then, he had told me that he loved me. I had believed him, I still believe him though he rarely says so anymore. Our relationship has grown past such little trivialities.

He rarely even touches me now. Most likely because the plan that was so long in the making is so close to fruitation. The others, as well, might take it the wrong way, see it as a weakness. It is not like we have time, either. He is always away, observing or insuring his plans and I...well I am busy with the gate. I must keep an eye on it at all times, but I could put it to the back of my mind. I could do that if he asked me. I can do anything that he asks me to do.

From deep within my thoughts I take note of the others leaving to carry out their separate jobs. My interest stops there, however, as I do not care about them whatsoever. They are merely pawns whether they know it or not. I do, however, pay close attention to Sensui as he watches them leave, a small smile on his face.

Suddenly, he stands up and begins to walk up to me. I watch him blankly as he approaches and gently touches my face. His hand slides from the butterfly caress on my cheek to fully cupping my head, tipping it up. Slowly he leans down taking my lips and I offer him no resistance. He quickly deepens the kiss, making it more passionate, more possessive. I allow him a few moments of dominance before I fight back in an attempt to hasten our union. He smiles, agreeing with my sentiments and only gives me a small nip for my impertinence. Good then--so much the better. For now I get one more thing to remember him by...

Abruptly, I wake up from my daydream. At first I chide myself for having been so involved with my memories but then I realize that it is best that way. It is good to remember every once and awhile. Time slips by so fast. Its passing goes mostly unnoticed by my kind but never before have I felt it so keenly. In my mind's eye I can still see Sensui as that teenaged boy that he was when we first met. Just as clearly, however, I can see his face as he left me that last time. I knew what he was planning; how could I not? But that was what he wanted...I would do anything for him. Even watch him die.

He asked me to bring him here. I have followed his request and I have never regretted it. In this dark, endless void there is nothing, nothing but us. I tenderly hold his unmoving body to my chest wondering at life. And also...did...did I ever tell him how I felt? I don't think I did...Did he know?

I feel a brush at my shoulder, gone as quickly as it came. Ah, Sensui's spirit trying to comfort me. But it does not matter... I can never hold it in my arms...and his body is too wounded, too...dead...for it to enter. It is not his fault that he wanders, it is his fate. I would like to think that he tries to spend as much time as possible with me. But still, I must face the fact that he is lost to me forever. All I have is a cold, dead body, a soul that is gone more than it is here and my memories. That cold chilly brush comes again and I feel my fingers pass through it.

Ah, Sensui do you have any idea the pain you cause me? Not that it matters. I love you still. I have devoted my life to you. Every request you have made, I have carried out and I have never left your side. You are the reason I live, no matter what you do. Even now as I retain my eternal vigil over your lifeless body and wandering soul. I cannot imagine life without you. So, I will remain here forever with you, my love, my dark angel. I promised to serve you and my devotion is eternal.