I wonder if there is a time limit to how long we'll stay here. Rather than wanting to go home, I'm finding myself more afraid that I will. If this place is fixed, I'll forget everything, at best, at worst I'll come back d- ... with nothing
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[His voice is slightly shaky now, torn between simply being upset and frustrated, concern, and plain old pissed off at Itachi.]
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I... I'm sorry.
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Then, there is a soft mewing noise, and the sound of rustling fabric -- oddly silken, not the type of fabric Al usually wears.]
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And his coat.
He left them here.
... where they'd be safe.
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Why would...
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I knew it. I knew it all along, this only confirms it... that stupid jerk.
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...what happened?
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Itachi went so far as to physically attack me where other people could see, to turn people against him. He claimed he'd been using me.
I never believed him, but I backed off anyway, because I realized why he was doing it, and until now, I've kept it hidden, most of it even from him a-and now I...
H-he went without even knowing how much I...
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But Itachi's gone now, so there's no way to confirm anything.]
I...
[You've stumped him good, Al.]
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It doesn't matter anymore.
Even if he comes back, he'll be like you, he'll never remember me. It'll never be like it was.
I failed.
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You didn't fail.
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How do you figure?
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