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He'd been at the hospital watching over Cha. Not that he really needed to. There was a steady stream of people in and out of there. He wondered when the last time was that Juka had slept in a bed. Poor guy, he knew that his friend's lover wasn't aware of everything that had happened to his koi, and it hurt the vocalist. Well it was not like he could tell Juka what had happened. The only two that could would be either Gackt, who had already chosen not to when first presented with the chance, and Cha himself. Which he doubt would either. Sighing he had returned back to the park to check on Kami. He felt weary...well as weary as a spirit could. It wasn't fatigue as humans knew it. But his soul just felt tired, and he guessed that was close enough. He brushed the strands of hair from his face, he didn't know what in his subconcious had chosen this outfit, but it was there. The red shirt with the too long sleeves, the dark pants and the long red hair that hung down to his waist. hide your face...maybe he wanted to do just that...hide himself...he felt like he wanted to. Looking about he didn't see the drummer and for a second fear gripped him. Had Kami disappeared while he was gone again?
Kami?! Doko ni iru?
Kami?! Doko ni iru?