[Ryuutaro probably does not realize his blackberry's transmitting and it's easy to figure out that he'd never willingly show himself like this. His face is a complete mess, his eyes are swollen, there's remnants of red and pink color all over his skin and he's crying, crying so hard that it seems impossible to figure out how he's even breathing.
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About to turn off the feed, her attention was peaked by the silver hair. She only knew one person with silver hair...but he couldn't have gotten hurt. She'd beat the crap out of him and he still got up and went back to his snarky self. It had to be someone else, that's all there was to it.
Drawn from her internal musings by his cry, it felt like someone ripped her heart out and stood on it. 'Dera? She'd heard his first name one or twice, but she never expected to hear it again in a situation like this.]
Gokudera...
[What did this person have to do with his getting hurt? If they hurt him, so help her, they'd never find his body.
And just like that, she studied the scenery and suddenly took off, angels be damned. She had to make sure he was okay, had to see him with her own eyes.]
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As Temari arrives however, he can't help but feel her presence and look up at her through his tears, his hand intertwined with Hayato's dead one]
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Setting a hand on Gokudera's cold cheek, she turned his face towards her with a shaky hand. she'd seen dead bodies before, but she'd never been this close to anyone that wasn't a family member though.]
...'Dera? Stop playing...okay?
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He doesn't like that she touches him, he wouldn't like anybody touching this body. And he couldn't even explain why.
After she speaks, he leaves a moment of silence, before he can't hold back anymore]
....he's not going to reply... not to anybody...
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[She didn't think that Gokudera's death would hurt her like this, the powerful mind crushing pain that she was feeling. Ryuutaro was damn lucky he didn't tell her to move though...she wouldn't be held responsible of her actions.
Pulling back, she slapped his face lightly, yet hard enough to make a solid smack. She'd bring him out of whatever he was doing, she needed to see him wake up and talk to her...]
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Ryuutaro looked down at the ground, his hand clinging to Hayato's dead one tightly. His voice is hurt and serious, maybe a bit angry, but very, very quiet]
He's not replying. Do you hear me? He's not waking up. He's not... he's not...
[And then he just has to sob again, mentally cursing himself for it]
... why isn't he? Why did this...
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