I really deserved that, didn't I? But I still didn't want to die. I still didn't want that to happen. I wanted to make sure that no one else suffered. Was that really good? Was I really trying to do good? His fingers twitched a few times, knuckles brushing against the carpet of the apartment floor. Yosuke could not quite open his eyes; he was trying to feel if he could lift his arm, but unable to quite feel it -- still felt so disconnected from his body. Or did he want to be disconnected? His fever was gone. He no longer felt the fire tormenting his body and mind.
Maybe, maybe, he wanted to be unable to move. If he could move, he would have to accept the reality around him. His eyes snapped open as that thought came to him. I promise I was going to accept the world. I can't just hide away forever. I accepted what would happen when I killed ... murdered Kazama-senpai. His mouth became so dry, not sure what to think about when he admitted to himself about what he had done. His fingers dug through his hair before finally pulling them
( ... )
It wasn’t that Nill couldn’t get up, she just... didn’t want to. What would happen to the world around her if she moved from that spot? Would she blink and be back down in the place that looked like Abyss but wasn’t, with its yellow skies and polluted air? The thought was almost terrifying, and Nill’s eye flinched from a phantom pain, though the source and actual sensation was long since gone. Was this the dream, and when she woke up she’d be in hiding, hoping that no one would find her? Had Mello found her at all? Had she even- no, no, she was sure that had happened, but it was so hard to tell what was real and what wasn’t and Nill wasn’t even sure if she was alive, though some part of her was certain that everything she remembered had been real. Despite screaming instincts (insecurities, fears, the monsters creeping behind her eyelids) telling her not to, she covered her eyes with her hands, ran over the events of the past day (-how long had she been… “asleep”?) in her head
( ... )
Yosuke had gotten up off the floor, mostly. He had been lying on his back, but not pushed himself into more of a seated position. While he called out the names of his roommates. It was stupid to think that the latter would answer, but he just thought that she would. His head gave a light shake, thinking that was the most foolish thought he could have. Where is everyone? Please, don't let it just be me. The breathes that he took in were shaky at best; his shoulders shook with each other and hurt to completely fill his lungs. He wondered if it was really right for him to feel this bad, given everything that happened.
He had turned his head and saw her. She looked -- she looked just as he had three days ago. Nill was still her, unharmed and completely fine. He didn't know how she died. Yosuke hadn't even left the elementary school to find out, but to see her whole and well; it was all that he could really ask for at this point. Only thing that would make it better -- make it best -- was that Shika also show up. What a tearful and
( ... )
She hadn’t seen him at first-how had she not seen him when she was trying to figure out if it was safe? Was she so distracted?-but when she heard that far too familiar voice, calling for her, she instantly looked up and her line of sight locked on Yosuke. Was it really him? Really? ’Yosuke?’ Even though she had just seen him a few hours ago it felt like it had been so much longer than that. She took a few steps forward, holding out one of her hands toward her senpai as though worried she was seeing things, that he wasn’t really there or that she was actually alone. The thoughts didn’t linger when he hugged her.
Though she didn’t like that it had happened, she couldn’t help but freeze slightly when Yosuke hugged her, and for a second she almost lost her balance simply from the force of it, but she caught herself at the last minute. Yosuke- Yosuke! It was really him. Reaching up she curled her fingertips into the fabric of his shirt in a lame attempt at returning the hug and pressed her forehead against his collarbone, irrationally
( ... )
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Maybe, maybe, he wanted to be unable to move. If he could move, he would have to accept the reality around him. His eyes snapped open as that thought came to him. I promise I was going to accept the world. I can't just hide away forever. I accepted what would happen when I killed ... murdered Kazama-senpai. His mouth became so dry, not sure what to think about when he admitted to himself about what he had done. His fingers dug through his hair before finally pulling them ( ... )
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He had turned his head and saw her. She looked -- she looked just as he had three days ago. Nill was still her, unharmed and completely fine. He didn't know how she died. Yosuke hadn't even left the elementary school to find out, but to see her whole and well; it was all that he could really ask for at this point. Only thing that would make it better -- make it best -- was that Shika also show up. What a tearful and ( ... )
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Though she didn’t like that it had happened, she couldn’t help but freeze slightly when Yosuke hugged her, and for a second she almost lost her balance simply from the force of it, but she caught herself at the last minute. Yosuke- Yosuke! It was really him. Reaching up she curled her fingertips into the fabric of his shirt in a lame attempt at returning the hug and pressed her forehead against his collarbone, irrationally ( ... )
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