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Written for lycoris' Christmas challenge, although I started a bit too late.
So, first day of Christmas and a fic that's rather angsty.
Story Name: How to ruin Christmas.
Story Genre: Battle Royale II
Story Rating: PG.
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own this one either.
Summary: (pre-BRII, possibly in canon) Because it's an angsty Christmas fic. That means that I had to write one of the Cuts for it.
He steps into the hospital.
They'd asked him to come and identify one of the bodies. For closure, he hopes that they're right and that his father's under one of the blankets. It's horrible, and he despises himself for the thought, but at least that way, he knows.
He'd had an argument with him the day before the bombing. He'd asked his father if he really had to work all the way through the holiday season. He'd insisted that they had needed the money, but the paranoid voice had whispered, in the back of his mind, that he just wanted his delinquent failure of a son to go away and stay there this time.
The police officer with him pulls back one of the white shrouds.
And Kenji Maezono knows that next year, he's not coming home for the holidays.
So, first day of Christmas and a fic that's rather angsty.
Story Name: How to ruin Christmas.
Story Genre: Battle Royale II
Story Rating: PG.
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own this one either.
Summary: (pre-BRII, possibly in canon) Because it's an angsty Christmas fic. That means that I had to write one of the Cuts for it.
He steps into the hospital.
They'd asked him to come and identify one of the bodies. For closure, he hopes that they're right and that his father's under one of the blankets. It's horrible, and he despises himself for the thought, but at least that way, he knows.
He'd had an argument with him the day before the bombing. He'd asked his father if he really had to work all the way through the holiday season. He'd insisted that they had needed the money, but the paranoid voice had whispered, in the back of his mind, that he just wanted his delinquent failure of a son to go away and stay there this time.
The police officer with him pulls back one of the white shrouds.
And Kenji Maezono knows that next year, he's not coming home for the holidays.