Babysteps
Who: Yukimura Seiichi munenonaifu & Tezuka Kunimitsu subetewokake
What: A meeting
When: Tonight, June 23rd
Where: Outside the village
Summary: Yukimura is feeling a bit under the weather, and longs to see a familiar face.
Rating: G for now
It felt like it had all been a dream. A dream he didn't want to wake up from, no matter how weird it had been. Back in school. His mind slightly warped, yes, but still, back in school. Back to normal. No Owls. No curses - even if the schooldays themselves had been a curse, and most important of all... No GBS. Yukimura had been able to walk freely, he had been able to get up in the morning and run, had been able to hold his brush without fearing to drop it and ruin the painting, he had been able to stand on the tennis court and play like he had been able to before; perfect, sharp and beautiful. All in all, he had been able to live properly.
Now the disease was back. Now his life was restrained again. Not to mention he was back in Sieben, with all that came with it.
Yukimura sat on a small stone, slowly eating a sandwich and wondered almost idly what the entire point of it all was. He already missed the tennis.
What: A meeting
When: Tonight, June 23rd
Where: Outside the village
Summary: Yukimura is feeling a bit under the weather, and longs to see a familiar face.
Rating: G for now
It felt like it had all been a dream. A dream he didn't want to wake up from, no matter how weird it had been. Back in school. His mind slightly warped, yes, but still, back in school. Back to normal. No Owls. No curses - even if the schooldays themselves had been a curse, and most important of all... No GBS. Yukimura had been able to walk freely, he had been able to get up in the morning and run, had been able to hold his brush without fearing to drop it and ruin the painting, he had been able to stand on the tennis court and play like he had been able to before; perfect, sharp and beautiful. All in all, he had been able to live properly.
Now the disease was back. Now his life was restrained again. Not to mention he was back in Sieben, with all that came with it.
Yukimura sat on a small stone, slowly eating a sandwich and wondered almost idly what the entire point of it all was. He already missed the tennis.