No Apologies: Hello? [Sequel-1/?]
Hello...
Are you there?
Can you hear me...my love?
Can you hear me dying...
Yes, that's right just like your old man...
Can you hear me dying?
...Hello? Are you there?
Are you even willing to believe I didn't mean to scare you away.
Hello?
Please listen...I never meant to hurt you. Not even then...Not now.
I know I maybe here...
In this dirty cell block...
But I will never ever let you go.
These walls won't cut me off from you...
Your cousin has proven that much.
Hello?
Please, hear this...
Your cousin, Viola came to see me.
Yesterday, I think...
She wants you too know.
You're like her.
I don't believe her...
You're purer then that...
You're so much more...to me.
Hello, my love...
Keep waiting...I'll be out soon.
Outside the rain splattered against the tiny barred window to my cell. I shivered from the breeze that flowed through...No wonder men were dying off one by one here the living conditions were terrible. The old man, Cashel's of course...Probably couldn't take it. Lucky son of a bitch got the good way out. But I can't go...
It seems almost like a bad daydream. Like I'm still sleeping as I sit up against this one streaked with who knows what wall...The other three walls containing me are no different...I have a small shabby bed and curse the small state it's in...
Damn Jun, Damn Aiji for fighting and begging to share a room with me...I hate them.
They aren't here. I'm alone.
Alone in this shitty mess as the only reassuring sound I have are that of my own breathing and of course the pitter patter of the rain outside...I wonder if it's crying for you...The sky I mean.
Heaven knows, it always reminded me of your eyes...
I'd never say that though. Not even if you paid me.
Or locked me up...
And why can I be so sure?
Well...in all fairness I know something about you, you won't admit.
I know you better then you think...and that one truth keeps me holding on as I sit here under the plat of the raindrops on this pathetic soggy picture...I begged the lawyer man to retrieve it for me...I need something to do after all...And yes, don't make fun of me. I write...I'm good, I think.
...But you probably could guess things like that, my love...
Shall I read my lyrics to you...
Hello?
Can you hear me?
...I wrote them for you.
In fact, you were all I was thinking of...
Even now as the thunder claps overhead and the rain beats down even heavier, completely deafening me...I have to speak in my head to hear myself...The words I craved to say to you...
Was it a dream?
Is this the only evidence that proves it
A photograph of you and I
A photograph of you and I
A photograph of you and I... in love...
The picture is only getting soggier as I lean over it and new drops fall on it...But I don't think it's the rain...I won't say it's me...I won't...
Kirito doesn't cry...Not here. Not now...Not even if you lock me up.
Because I know...I already have your heart locked up in a cage...and it's never coming out.
Hello?
...you and I...in love...
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I come back everyday now...She's always with me.
She doesn't talk. I don't know what else I can say about it...
She just doesn't.
I'll get a smile or even a nod or shake of the head...
But not a word.
Her father...must of been a good man.
...I never thought I'd wish a mafia boss alive...But...
Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping,
Hello, I'm still here,
All that's left of yesterday...
"..." she tugs on my sleeve idly and I look to her, we're about the same height...
"Yes?" I ask, only because neither of us are very talkative.
Kaoru has taken to her silence. He's kept up with it like a mother hen busying over a wounded chick...But she just smiles and wanes on...Like a barely flickering candle.
She lifts her hand and points at the now burned down house, I nod knowing what she wants...
Has no one told you she's not breathing?
Hello, I'm your mind giving you someone to talk to,
Hello...
"We can go around it..." I say and she smiles with a firm nod and pulls me forward...But quickly let's go of my arm. She doesn't want to hold on...That's what I gather. Why? Holding on...when you think about it...means having to let go at some point...It's hard thing to overcome...
She skips forward in front of me...You wouldn't think this place is where she stopped speaking. Or where her world crumbled...for her...and for me, Oh! Kaoru too... I guess there is a invisible line I can't even begin to see-
She freezes her cheerful trot to place one foot in the damp dirt from the previous night's rain...It stays put, toe pointed upon contact with the ground like a perfect ballet dancer's point...I don't know much about her, which makes living with her hard...
"Cashel?" I sigh, trying to break her of this ridiculous continous behavior....
She ignores me. Her eyes on that rot...That rotting mess of junk in the very center of the fire...the crumbles and burned ashes of her house, her home, her past...It's like a bad cliche. I want to ignore it. But healing takes time, especially in a human heart...And Cashel is very human. Even more human then I know most people to be...
Is that possible? To be more human...than any human?
"...h..h-hello?" I jump at the sound, chasing me out of my reverie...I blink up to see her, looking around her as if she'd seen someone there. I step up beside her.
Hello, I'm the lie, living for you so you can hide,
I don´t cry...
"Cashel?" I say quickly, "Did you just say something?"
"..." she just looks around panicky as if looking for something.
"Did you lose something?" I frown.
She shakes her head and pushes my reassuring hand off her shoulder...Right to attached. No holding on. She's moving now, her feet still doing that pointed toe, careful step by step gesture...Like she's afraid of breaking something on the ground itself...But since she did burn the whole house down I guess she feels she's done enough damage...
If I smile and don't believe,
Soon I know I'll wake from this dream,
Don't try to fix me, I'm not broken...
"H-hello?" she's spoken again and I'm completely winded...I hurry up beside her, looking for who she's talking too...
I see no one...
Hello, I'm still here,
All that's left of yesterday...
"Cashel?" I frown at her, it's quite possible she's sick...She's been terribly quiet and unhealthy lately...But Kaoru insistent...in a way so do I, that it's merely her healing.
"...Hello." she says firmly again but this time she isn't looking at anyone in particular but forward...
A tiny tree, or what used to be one before the fire...Rots, black as coal...A true rotting root keeled over in the yard...
She steps over to it in that light gestural nervous movement of her's and leans down to brush her fingers against the bark...
...Okay, great. Does healing include talking to trees, Kaoru?
"..." she looks up at me and back at the tree, I shove my hands in my pockets...Glaring at her.
"What do you want me to do? Water it? It's dead!" I thrust out my jaw and nod firmly. She just shakes her head and I let my shoulders and head sink back down...I know what that look means...I understand silence nicely...You could say I'm a pro at it.
Ever since I'd joined the force people recognized me as the quiet but assertive guy. Man, did the other guys fear me...I wasn't someone to mess with by looks alone and my brains weren't half bad either...I don't want to brag but I am the head of the current mafia handling branch...Promotion was in order. Kaoru had no such luck. He worked under me.
She stands up and I take notice like any good officer would of the sudden movement...
Hello, I'm your mind giving you someone to talk to,
Hello...
"You...had school near here didn't you?" I tried to remember the file I had read on her, "You and the others...your cousins and close members of the "Family" were all taught near here?"
She nods a glum nod, lip bitten and all...
"...I see. I'm sorry. It's probably burned down too..."
Again, another nod.
"...No one got hurt..."
A small smile now...I want to say more but I'm lost on words...they never helped me anyway.
"...Someone did." I look up, I don't know why at some moments she's talking again...maybe it's working...The healing.
"...Who did?" I ask.
She shakes her head and bites her bottom lip again, "...He did."
"Who's he...?" I frown, she sighs, "I didn't hear anything about it in your report."
"It wouldn't be in a report of me." she moves around the tree, brushing her fingers against the black crisp crust of it's bark, "...I didn't kill him in the end."
"Kill who?"
"Viola...and I..." I blinked at her answer, "We...nearly killed...him."
"...okay," I had a feeling I wasn't going to be answered so I decided to go along with it, "...And how did you?"
She shrugs and brushes her finger against the tree bark, in tiny circles, "...He fell."
"Fell?" I blinked, noticing how black her hands were getting from the stuff all on the tree bark...
"Yeah, he fell."
I was proud, I was getting her to keep talking. If she kept this up and I brought her home talking Kaoru was sure to have kittens! Well, not literally...
"...I see. So how does that...involve you and Viola?" I knew of her cousin, I'd watched her doomed off in our first meeting. I was sorry I couldn't save her...but not that sorry. It wasn't my business.
Cashel sighed again and stroked down the tree bark again in the opposite direction, hands getting fully dirty and damp, "...We pushed him."
"Ah," I snorted, that was stupid..."So how did he...nearly die?"
Playground school bell rings again,
Rain clouds come to play again...
"...He was always sick...And I pushed him off with Viola..." she tightened her hand into a fist, the dust she collected from the dead tree blew around it at the sudden movement...
"...so he was sickly? Was he someone important to the family?"
"...He was...my brother." she bit her lip.
"I see...So...he's gone?" I asked.
She nodded and looked around the area, "I...can hear it."
"Hear what?" I looked around too.
"H-hello?" she said quietly.
This would freak anyone else out but not me..."What do you hear?"
She looked back at me, "...the school bell..."
"...Cashel." I say calmly, "It's your imagination."
"...I know."
"Well," I say, wanting to make her stop this nonsense before it hurts her more, "You need to remember that's in the past...and as for now..."
"...When I killed him.." she said quietly...
"NEARLY..." I reminded her, "You said he was easily sick."
She nodded curtly, "Yeah...but when he did...I sincerely...wanted to go instead..."
"...That was then this is now." I frowned at her.
She chuckled, and my frown only deepened, "...Funny." she shook her head, "...I...wanted to go instead."
"...Cashel..." I said quietly, "It's in the past..."
"But it's not." she turns to me, and with those big hazel eyes dark and unfathomable, she spills it..."I wanted to when Dad died too. I want to go now!"
Hello, I'm the lie, living for you so you can hide,
I don´t cry...
"...Cashel."
She looks away, "But that's not true..."
"Cashel...What?" I'm not even sure what I mean, most people who say that like that mean it, they aren't so quick to take it back...
"...I'm not ready to go...Not like that...Not for anyone. Dad wouldn't want me too...Viola wouldn't want me too..."
It's on the tip of my lounge but I change the 'I' to someone else, "KAORU wouldn't want you too." I say.
She nods and gives a small smile, "...Hello..." she mutters again.
I tilt my head and decide to ask, "...Why do you keep doing that? Practicing to talk again?"
She shakes her head and laughs lightly, "...No, I think...I mean. I keep greeting myself..."
"Keep greeting yourself...?"
Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping...
"Yes!" she nods firmly, and I can't help but chuckle, it's not the first time I've heard something so ridiculous..."I haven't heard myself talk in awhile...I don't know if I'm still there."
"...Yeah, Kaoru misses you talking."
She turns to me cynically, "Kaoru...you know an awful LOT about Kaoru..."
I shrug, "...He's my co worker."
"Aw, he doesn't even get the title friend?"
I sneer. Oh, did I forget to mention...? She doesn't talk...Unless it's to me...
"...Will you go home and talk again?" I ask her.
She shakes her head, "I can't..."
"...This will have to pass soon." I remind her.
"I know. It will. I promise."
"Good." I said and it's done. We're done. We move back to the outstretch of land away from the mansion...Past the police DO NOT CROSS yellow tape...I know the minute we're past this line...She won't talk anymore...
"Goodbye..." I say to her with a swift nod...
She just smiles at me,
Hello, I'm still here,
All that's left of yesterday...
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When we get home...I'm anything but interested in seeing the other man here. Kyo and Kaoru took me in shortly after the death of my father and the incident at my mansion...caused by yours truly.
They both informed me of the valuable work needed to be done on the falling out of my father's side of the branch in the system...I must admit it's true. I'm impressed the FBI certainly is all over this...
With my father and Viola's out of the picture...There is definatly empty space left...Anyone could just pop in and take it! But being the last living heir...I'm quite the eyesore to these people. So living with Kyo and Kaoru was an order by the judge who'd sent the three men I "accepted" proposals from and my own father to prison...The prison cell in which my father died in. Such a nice story, hm?
I've changed due to the everything...I mean, now I'm more into not speaking my mind. Or getting close to people. It's just not something I want too do. Call me weak or pathetic or emo...I've heard it all before. Let's see you be me. Go om, let's see it.
I tell you right now, you tell a mafia boss thier emo and you've got a 32 caliber rifle to your head within seconds and another down your throat so that you can't apologies...
In the end it's not about apologizing...It's about getting even.
"Ah, YOUR BACK!" I wince at the loud voice, leave it to Kaoru. He runs up to us looking flustered over absolutely nothing...Kyo slinks past him, I'm not so lucky- He embraces me in a very uncharacteristically tight hug.
"...Mmm..."
"HELLO!" he smiles warmly at me, I look into the safety of the house beyond...Kyo is leaning against a counter eating a apple...son of a bitch wasn't even going to help me...
"..." I glared up at Kaoru, he could put me down.
"Just tell me when you want me to let you go!" Kaoru cheers...I won't talk! This isn't fair!
"Kaoru...put her down." Kyo is bored and walks off.
Kaoru pouts but puts me down, "So...How was your walk?" he smiles at me...He'll never learn! I swear! Yes or no questions only!
I shrug and trudge past him, head down...
"...You could at least answer with a good or bad..." Kaoru mumbeles after me...
I turn back to him and with a flourish of one hand I hold up a thumbs up. He blinks in surprise and the grin on my face and smiles like crazy, "THAT'S GREAT!" he cheers, "Oh! I almost forgot! You...got a letter..." he reaches across the table and pushes it toward me...I pick it up and look down across the words on it...
Cell 1476, Shinya Murata to Ms. Cashel
I looked up at Kaoru who blinked worriedly back at me, "He's one of them isn't he?"
Kyo entered back into the kitchen, swiping the letter from my fingers, "...Kirito, huh..." he mutters reading the address, "Are you gonna read it?"
I snatch it back from him and push past him toward my room, It's not any of their business what I do...
I slam the door to my room and sit down on my bed to look down at the letter...open it and read it...or...
With a sigh I open it, it would be hiding otherwise...
Kirito has scrawled what looks like a poem down on it...I take a deep breath and read slowly to myself...
Your defenses were on high
Your walls built deep inside
Yeah I'm a selfish bastard
But at least I'm not alone
My intentions never change
What I wanted stays the same
And I know what I should do
it's time to set myself on fire
Was it a dream?
Was it a dream?
Is this the only evidence that proves it
A photograph of you and I
Your reflection I've erased
Like a thousand burned out yesterdays
Believe me when I say goodbye forever
Is for good
Was it a dream?
Was it a dream?
Is this the only evidence that proves it
A photograph of you and I
Was it a dream?
Was it a dream?
Slowly I drew out the other piece of paper behind the lyrics one...and reread the last few lines..as I stared down at the picture as well of me and him...It had been taken when I'd been 14. His arm was draped over mine and a smile was on his lips as well as on mine...It was so smudged I was surprised I could make out anything...
Is this the only evidence that proves it
A photograph of you and I
(A photograph of you and I)
Was it a dream?
Was it a dream?
Is this the only evidence that proves it
A photograph of you and I
A photograph of you and I
A photograph of you and I... in love...
Outside my door I could hear Kyo and Kaoru arguing about something... In small muffled voices as if they were far away...
Are you there?
Can you hear me...my love?
Can you hear me dying...
Yes, that's right just like your old man...
Can you hear me dying?
...Hello? Are you there?
Are you even willing to believe I didn't mean to scare you away.
Hello?
Please listen...I never meant to hurt you. Not even then...Not now.
I know I maybe here...
In this dirty cell block...
But I will never ever let you go.
These walls won't cut me off from you...
Your cousin has proven that much.
Hello?
Please, hear this...
Your cousin, Viola came to see me.
Yesterday, I think...
She wants you too know.
You're like her.
I don't believe her...
You're purer then that...
You're so much more...to me.
Hello, my love...
Keep waiting...I'll be out soon.
Outside the rain splattered against the tiny barred window to my cell. I shivered from the breeze that flowed through...No wonder men were dying off one by one here the living conditions were terrible. The old man, Cashel's of course...Probably couldn't take it. Lucky son of a bitch got the good way out. But I can't go...
It seems almost like a bad daydream. Like I'm still sleeping as I sit up against this one streaked with who knows what wall...The other three walls containing me are no different...I have a small shabby bed and curse the small state it's in...
Damn Jun, Damn Aiji for fighting and begging to share a room with me...I hate them.
They aren't here. I'm alone.
Alone in this shitty mess as the only reassuring sound I have are that of my own breathing and of course the pitter patter of the rain outside...I wonder if it's crying for you...The sky I mean.
Heaven knows, it always reminded me of your eyes...
I'd never say that though. Not even if you paid me.
Or locked me up...
And why can I be so sure?
Well...in all fairness I know something about you, you won't admit.
I know you better then you think...and that one truth keeps me holding on as I sit here under the plat of the raindrops on this pathetic soggy picture...I begged the lawyer man to retrieve it for me...I need something to do after all...And yes, don't make fun of me. I write...I'm good, I think.
...But you probably could guess things like that, my love...
Shall I read my lyrics to you...
Hello?
Can you hear me?
...I wrote them for you.
In fact, you were all I was thinking of...
Even now as the thunder claps overhead and the rain beats down even heavier, completely deafening me...I have to speak in my head to hear myself...The words I craved to say to you...
Was it a dream?
Is this the only evidence that proves it
A photograph of you and I
A photograph of you and I
A photograph of you and I... in love...
The picture is only getting soggier as I lean over it and new drops fall on it...But I don't think it's the rain...I won't say it's me...I won't...
Kirito doesn't cry...Not here. Not now...Not even if you lock me up.
Because I know...I already have your heart locked up in a cage...and it's never coming out.
Hello?
...you and I...in love...
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I come back everyday now...She's always with me.
She doesn't talk. I don't know what else I can say about it...
She just doesn't.
I'll get a smile or even a nod or shake of the head...
But not a word.
Her father...must of been a good man.
...I never thought I'd wish a mafia boss alive...But...
Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping,
Hello, I'm still here,
All that's left of yesterday...
"..." she tugs on my sleeve idly and I look to her, we're about the same height...
"Yes?" I ask, only because neither of us are very talkative.
Kaoru has taken to her silence. He's kept up with it like a mother hen busying over a wounded chick...But she just smiles and wanes on...Like a barely flickering candle.
She lifts her hand and points at the now burned down house, I nod knowing what she wants...
Has no one told you she's not breathing?
Hello, I'm your mind giving you someone to talk to,
Hello...
"We can go around it..." I say and she smiles with a firm nod and pulls me forward...But quickly let's go of my arm. She doesn't want to hold on...That's what I gather. Why? Holding on...when you think about it...means having to let go at some point...It's hard thing to overcome...
She skips forward in front of me...You wouldn't think this place is where she stopped speaking. Or where her world crumbled...for her...and for me, Oh! Kaoru too... I guess there is a invisible line I can't even begin to see-
She freezes her cheerful trot to place one foot in the damp dirt from the previous night's rain...It stays put, toe pointed upon contact with the ground like a perfect ballet dancer's point...I don't know much about her, which makes living with her hard...
"Cashel?" I sigh, trying to break her of this ridiculous continous behavior....
She ignores me. Her eyes on that rot...That rotting mess of junk in the very center of the fire...the crumbles and burned ashes of her house, her home, her past...It's like a bad cliche. I want to ignore it. But healing takes time, especially in a human heart...And Cashel is very human. Even more human then I know most people to be...
Is that possible? To be more human...than any human?
"...h..h-hello?" I jump at the sound, chasing me out of my reverie...I blink up to see her, looking around her as if she'd seen someone there. I step up beside her.
Hello, I'm the lie, living for you so you can hide,
I don´t cry...
"Cashel?" I say quickly, "Did you just say something?"
"..." she just looks around panicky as if looking for something.
"Did you lose something?" I frown.
She shakes her head and pushes my reassuring hand off her shoulder...Right to attached. No holding on. She's moving now, her feet still doing that pointed toe, careful step by step gesture...Like she's afraid of breaking something on the ground itself...But since she did burn the whole house down I guess she feels she's done enough damage...
If I smile and don't believe,
Soon I know I'll wake from this dream,
Don't try to fix me, I'm not broken...
"H-hello?" she's spoken again and I'm completely winded...I hurry up beside her, looking for who she's talking too...
I see no one...
Hello, I'm still here,
All that's left of yesterday...
"Cashel?" I frown at her, it's quite possible she's sick...She's been terribly quiet and unhealthy lately...But Kaoru insistent...in a way so do I, that it's merely her healing.
"...Hello." she says firmly again but this time she isn't looking at anyone in particular but forward...
A tiny tree, or what used to be one before the fire...Rots, black as coal...A true rotting root keeled over in the yard...
She steps over to it in that light gestural nervous movement of her's and leans down to brush her fingers against the bark...
...Okay, great. Does healing include talking to trees, Kaoru?
"..." she looks up at me and back at the tree, I shove my hands in my pockets...Glaring at her.
"What do you want me to do? Water it? It's dead!" I thrust out my jaw and nod firmly. She just shakes her head and I let my shoulders and head sink back down...I know what that look means...I understand silence nicely...You could say I'm a pro at it.
Ever since I'd joined the force people recognized me as the quiet but assertive guy. Man, did the other guys fear me...I wasn't someone to mess with by looks alone and my brains weren't half bad either...I don't want to brag but I am the head of the current mafia handling branch...Promotion was in order. Kaoru had no such luck. He worked under me.
She stands up and I take notice like any good officer would of the sudden movement...
Hello, I'm your mind giving you someone to talk to,
Hello...
"You...had school near here didn't you?" I tried to remember the file I had read on her, "You and the others...your cousins and close members of the "Family" were all taught near here?"
She nods a glum nod, lip bitten and all...
"...I see. I'm sorry. It's probably burned down too..."
Again, another nod.
"...No one got hurt..."
A small smile now...I want to say more but I'm lost on words...they never helped me anyway.
"...Someone did." I look up, I don't know why at some moments she's talking again...maybe it's working...The healing.
"...Who did?" I ask.
She shakes her head and bites her bottom lip again, "...He did."
"Who's he...?" I frown, she sighs, "I didn't hear anything about it in your report."
"It wouldn't be in a report of me." she moves around the tree, brushing her fingers against the black crisp crust of it's bark, "...I didn't kill him in the end."
"Kill who?"
"Viola...and I..." I blinked at her answer, "We...nearly killed...him."
"...okay," I had a feeling I wasn't going to be answered so I decided to go along with it, "...And how did you?"
She shrugs and brushes her finger against the tree bark, in tiny circles, "...He fell."
"Fell?" I blinked, noticing how black her hands were getting from the stuff all on the tree bark...
"Yeah, he fell."
I was proud, I was getting her to keep talking. If she kept this up and I brought her home talking Kaoru was sure to have kittens! Well, not literally...
"...I see. So how does that...involve you and Viola?" I knew of her cousin, I'd watched her doomed off in our first meeting. I was sorry I couldn't save her...but not that sorry. It wasn't my business.
Cashel sighed again and stroked down the tree bark again in the opposite direction, hands getting fully dirty and damp, "...We pushed him."
"Ah," I snorted, that was stupid..."So how did he...nearly die?"
Playground school bell rings again,
Rain clouds come to play again...
"...He was always sick...And I pushed him off with Viola..." she tightened her hand into a fist, the dust she collected from the dead tree blew around it at the sudden movement...
"...so he was sickly? Was he someone important to the family?"
"...He was...my brother." she bit her lip.
"I see...So...he's gone?" I asked.
She nodded and looked around the area, "I...can hear it."
"Hear what?" I looked around too.
"H-hello?" she said quietly.
This would freak anyone else out but not me..."What do you hear?"
She looked back at me, "...the school bell..."
"...Cashel." I say calmly, "It's your imagination."
"...I know."
"Well," I say, wanting to make her stop this nonsense before it hurts her more, "You need to remember that's in the past...and as for now..."
"...When I killed him.." she said quietly...
"NEARLY..." I reminded her, "You said he was easily sick."
She nodded curtly, "Yeah...but when he did...I sincerely...wanted to go instead..."
"...That was then this is now." I frowned at her.
She chuckled, and my frown only deepened, "...Funny." she shook her head, "...I...wanted to go instead."
"...Cashel..." I said quietly, "It's in the past..."
"But it's not." she turns to me, and with those big hazel eyes dark and unfathomable, she spills it..."I wanted to when Dad died too. I want to go now!"
Hello, I'm the lie, living for you so you can hide,
I don´t cry...
"...Cashel."
She looks away, "But that's not true..."
"Cashel...What?" I'm not even sure what I mean, most people who say that like that mean it, they aren't so quick to take it back...
"...I'm not ready to go...Not like that...Not for anyone. Dad wouldn't want me too...Viola wouldn't want me too..."
It's on the tip of my lounge but I change the 'I' to someone else, "KAORU wouldn't want you too." I say.
She nods and gives a small smile, "...Hello..." she mutters again.
I tilt my head and decide to ask, "...Why do you keep doing that? Practicing to talk again?"
She shakes her head and laughs lightly, "...No, I think...I mean. I keep greeting myself..."
"Keep greeting yourself...?"
Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping...
"Yes!" she nods firmly, and I can't help but chuckle, it's not the first time I've heard something so ridiculous..."I haven't heard myself talk in awhile...I don't know if I'm still there."
"...Yeah, Kaoru misses you talking."
She turns to me cynically, "Kaoru...you know an awful LOT about Kaoru..."
I shrug, "...He's my co worker."
"Aw, he doesn't even get the title friend?"
I sneer. Oh, did I forget to mention...? She doesn't talk...Unless it's to me...
"...Will you go home and talk again?" I ask her.
She shakes her head, "I can't..."
"...This will have to pass soon." I remind her.
"I know. It will. I promise."
"Good." I said and it's done. We're done. We move back to the outstretch of land away from the mansion...Past the police DO NOT CROSS yellow tape...I know the minute we're past this line...She won't talk anymore...
"Goodbye..." I say to her with a swift nod...
She just smiles at me,
Hello, I'm still here,
All that's left of yesterday...
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When we get home...I'm anything but interested in seeing the other man here. Kyo and Kaoru took me in shortly after the death of my father and the incident at my mansion...caused by yours truly.
They both informed me of the valuable work needed to be done on the falling out of my father's side of the branch in the system...I must admit it's true. I'm impressed the FBI certainly is all over this...
With my father and Viola's out of the picture...There is definatly empty space left...Anyone could just pop in and take it! But being the last living heir...I'm quite the eyesore to these people. So living with Kyo and Kaoru was an order by the judge who'd sent the three men I "accepted" proposals from and my own father to prison...The prison cell in which my father died in. Such a nice story, hm?
I've changed due to the everything...I mean, now I'm more into not speaking my mind. Or getting close to people. It's just not something I want too do. Call me weak or pathetic or emo...I've heard it all before. Let's see you be me. Go om, let's see it.
I tell you right now, you tell a mafia boss thier emo and you've got a 32 caliber rifle to your head within seconds and another down your throat so that you can't apologies...
In the end it's not about apologizing...It's about getting even.
"Ah, YOUR BACK!" I wince at the loud voice, leave it to Kaoru. He runs up to us looking flustered over absolutely nothing...Kyo slinks past him, I'm not so lucky- He embraces me in a very uncharacteristically tight hug.
"...Mmm..."
"HELLO!" he smiles warmly at me, I look into the safety of the house beyond...Kyo is leaning against a counter eating a apple...son of a bitch wasn't even going to help me...
"..." I glared up at Kaoru, he could put me down.
"Just tell me when you want me to let you go!" Kaoru cheers...I won't talk! This isn't fair!
"Kaoru...put her down." Kyo is bored and walks off.
Kaoru pouts but puts me down, "So...How was your walk?" he smiles at me...He'll never learn! I swear! Yes or no questions only!
I shrug and trudge past him, head down...
"...You could at least answer with a good or bad..." Kaoru mumbeles after me...
I turn back to him and with a flourish of one hand I hold up a thumbs up. He blinks in surprise and the grin on my face and smiles like crazy, "THAT'S GREAT!" he cheers, "Oh! I almost forgot! You...got a letter..." he reaches across the table and pushes it toward me...I pick it up and look down across the words on it...
Cell 1476, Shinya Murata to Ms. Cashel
I looked up at Kaoru who blinked worriedly back at me, "He's one of them isn't he?"
Kyo entered back into the kitchen, swiping the letter from my fingers, "...Kirito, huh..." he mutters reading the address, "Are you gonna read it?"
I snatch it back from him and push past him toward my room, It's not any of their business what I do...
I slam the door to my room and sit down on my bed to look down at the letter...open it and read it...or...
With a sigh I open it, it would be hiding otherwise...
Kirito has scrawled what looks like a poem down on it...I take a deep breath and read slowly to myself...
Your defenses were on high
Your walls built deep inside
Yeah I'm a selfish bastard
But at least I'm not alone
My intentions never change
What I wanted stays the same
And I know what I should do
it's time to set myself on fire
Was it a dream?
Was it a dream?
Is this the only evidence that proves it
A photograph of you and I
Your reflection I've erased
Like a thousand burned out yesterdays
Believe me when I say goodbye forever
Is for good
Was it a dream?
Was it a dream?
Is this the only evidence that proves it
A photograph of you and I
Was it a dream?
Was it a dream?
Slowly I drew out the other piece of paper behind the lyrics one...and reread the last few lines..as I stared down at the picture as well of me and him...It had been taken when I'd been 14. His arm was draped over mine and a smile was on his lips as well as on mine...It was so smudged I was surprised I could make out anything...
Is this the only evidence that proves it
A photograph of you and I
(A photograph of you and I)
Was it a dream?
Was it a dream?
Is this the only evidence that proves it
A photograph of you and I
A photograph of you and I
A photograph of you and I... in love...
Outside my door I could hear Kyo and Kaoru arguing about something... In small muffled voices as if they were far away...