disclaimer: I don't own ghost hunt
Playground school bell rings again
Rain clouds come to play again
THE RAIN filled the sense of mourning and sadness in the atmosphere.
He could not get over her last words before she let go of this world and into the next. He had been such a fool. He was too blind to see her undying affection towards him. It only took her death and her death alone to pull that stick permanently out of his arse and see the light.
All Naru could think about was her perky persona and ever blinding smile. She was the polar-opposite of him. The female version of his dead twin brother Gene. He always felt the need to protect her, throwing himself countless of times in harm's way just to make sure she is safe. He remembers the first time she called him Naru and it kind of stuck since then.
###Flashback###
"From now on I call you Naru The Narcissist" she stated firmly.
"What did you call me?" He asked. The bewilderment clearly displayed on his face.
###End Of Flashback###
He remembered all their little one-sided arguments about him not saying thank you. He frustrated her to no end just to see her flustered, God how he enjoyed it but he would never admit it out loud.
He would never admit to anyone but himself how much he loved her to no end. He would do anything for her. His unhealthy obsession over her be damned as it increased over the duration of years they he'd spent apart. his sudden departure was not pleasant fo the both of them.
###Flashback###
"Naru I love you." She said.
"Do you really love me or is it Gene?" He bit back harshly as begun to walk away. The fact that she had not run after him tore at his heart slightly.
Do you really love me or is it Gene? The words played in her head like a broken record. She stared absentminded at his retreating figure. she wanted to go after him, to tell him how much he meant to her, to tell him how wrong his assumption was but her legs felt like they were going to give out on her at any moment. the felt ike a ton of bricks weighing her down.
the tears were stuck in her throat but she refused to cry. She would not give him the satisfaction of seeing her so broken and vulnerable.
Her silence nd lack of reaction obviously meant that she prefered Gene more than him, he admitted bitterly to himself. He was no coward retreating from the truth he was mere advancing in a different direction. What a fool he had been.
###End Of Flashback###