[Ritsuka stood at the edge of the park, heart furiously pounding in his chest. He checked the communicator and read over his brother's (-oh god, really? Was it really him?) message for the nth time. He would meet him here, at last, in this park. He would see him again, hear his voice, and-and ask. Ask for the truth.
He would, if he could just take a step forward.
But even after all the confirmation from Jade, he was still wracked with doubt. It was an irrational doubt that coursed through him, made him nervous and afraid. On top of that, he felt a heavy ache. The hole Seimei had left in his heart had never properly healed. He'd just grown used to it over time and learned to live with the pain. But now it was as if he were experiencing Seimei's death for the second time around, the wound as fresh as it was on the day he'd heard the news. Which didn't make any sense. Seimei was alive. He was supposed to be happy to see him
( ... )
[There he was; Seimei saw how tense Ritsuka was, and smiled. He couldn't help but relax, if just a little bit, despite knowing that there would be a confrontation in mere moments.]
[Seimei... A soundless murmur to himself. Ritsuka stared, face constricted with emotion. He was wrong--how could he doubt his love for Seimei like that? Of course, he was happy. He'd never been happier. The happiness washed over him and before he knew it, he was running toward his brother.]
Seimei!
[He threw his arms around the older boy, holding in a sob.]
[Seimei managed not to fall over with the hug, quickly wrapping his arms around his little brother's shoulders. He was content, for the moment, to simply embrace him, holding him gently but possessively.]
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He would, if he could just take a step forward.
But even after all the confirmation from Jade, he was still wracked with doubt. It was an irrational doubt that coursed through him, made him nervous and afraid. On top of that, he felt a heavy ache. The hole Seimei had left in his heart had never properly healed. He'd just grown used to it over time and learned to live with the pain. But now it was as if he were experiencing Seimei's death for the second time around, the wound as fresh as it was on the day he'd heard the news. Which didn't make any sense. Seimei was alive. He was supposed to be happy to see him ( ... )
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Ritsuka.
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Seimei!
[He threw his arms around the older boy, holding in a sob.]
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