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"I'll Find You Again" Chapter 4: Miharu +-IV-+ Sora sighed heavily as he stared at the paper, knowing very well he was going to have this trouble. Every paper he started on, he always started writing 宵 instead of そ right where his name was supposed to go. Every time. He wasn't even sure why. He stood up from the desk, ignoring the finished, unclaimed paper, and headed into the kitchen. "Tsuka- ... Never mind." "What?" the younger looked up from the vegetables he was frying. "I was going to ask if you were hungry, but if you're already making dinner..." he smiled lightly. It was weird to be coming back, awkward, and it se

When those pools of emerald opened again, they found themselves shrouded in darkness. The cold compress was still against his head, and he felt unbearably warm; his stomach gave an unpleasant lurch. Letting his eyes adjust, he looked over and saw Yoite sitting up in his chair, asleep, two cups of water on the bedside. Had he been watching him since he came in earlier? He leaned up, shifting over to touch the taller man's leg. "Hey..." He tapped him lightly, seeing his eyes open a bit. "Are you alright?" "You're awake?" "Obviously," The shorter teased. "You didn't have to sit down; you could have gone to sleep somewhere more comfortable."

"I'll Find You Again" Chapter 1: You Lied +-I-+ That person... Who was it? Why can't I remember? Why can I remember? It doesn't make sense. The features are so unclear... If they had truly been erased, why can I remember? Does that mean... that they are still here? Somewhere? ...Would I recognize them if I saw them? "Yoite, come on..." I reached out for the black cat, watching him play with Shiratama's tail. "She won't very much appreciate that." "Mreowl!" the white cat agreed. Yoite moved away from her, but only to get further away from me. I sighed, knowing he wasn't really going to listen to me right now. He was hyper, and would ne

"I'll Find You Again" Chapter 2: Truth +-II-+ Miharu turned to the older blond next to him, confused. "I lied?" Yuikimi stepped in, slipping his shoes off awkwardly as he sat across the table from the young boy. "You told me Sora had died." 'Sora?' Miharu clutched onto Yoite, petting the young cat's head as he sat against the wall near them. Yukimi looked just as confused as he did. "I don't think I recall..." blue eyes looked down at the table as he tried to remember the conversation. Sora... that name sounded so familiar, but he couldn't place a face to it. He couldn't even recall the conversation. How could he not? How did he know

   I walked down the crowded street, dodging the people making their way to their destinations. I passed the shops with golden lights the lit up the streets. I was walking home, the falling snow chilling my bones as if to spur me to go faster. I made my way across a short stone bridge, the moon shone in the sky sparkling on the water. The calm invaded my senses, along with a small pang of sadness. Nights like these always did remind me of him.   I shook my head, as if to chase away the sad and nostalgic memories. I began to walk home a little faster, the cold becoming more unbearable in a new way. I kept my vision on the road ahead, and soo

I was born and She died. At the same time, I don't know her. Nobody was looking at me When came my first cry. Since that day, it was a cursed life. Who was I ? She wanted me to be a girl, didn't she ? But I wasn't. Who was I ? Neither a girl nor a boy. So was I nothing ? I was born when She died, Since that day, it was a cursed life. They put me into the basement, I couldn't leave, I couldn't speak, I couldn't walk, I couldn't live. I only could listen to the voices. But I wasn't alone, sure I wasn't. I had a young brother, from another She. When there wasn't any adult, he came And played with me. Baseball. But he

I sat alone in the cold basement. I brought my knees up to my chest to preserve the little warmth I can get. Father had ordered me to stay here and never go out. I understand why, though. I killed my mother. She died giving birth to a monster like me. I stared out the only window in the room. It was barred so that there won't be any chances for me to escape. Despite the coldness of the basement, it was a fine day outside. The skies were bright blue and I could faintly hear the chirping of birds somewhere in the distance. Reluctantly, I stood up and headed closer to the window. I winced when the sunlight reached my eyes which were accustomed

I never thought I'd come to feel this way... I lived my life as if it was something alien. When someone smiled to me, when something unexpected happened, when I was in a complicated situation... I just let it happen. As if I were watching everyday life on a screen of an old cinema. No matter how real it was, it didn't reach me. Indifference was my salvation, my sanctuary. Thanks to it uncertainty disappeared and I needn't to ask myself about past and future. However, everything was to change. Strangers started to arrive, and they soon became my companions, no matter how much I tried to give them the cold shoulder and cut myself off. Events