Blind Like You
I still don't own anyone… Forgive this, it's another 'thrown together because it's a hot day and I'm bored' thing, so reviewing, although appreciated, is not compulsory ;). And the chapters are short, so I don't need to be annoying about the change in addressee.
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We've all done it at some point, haven't we? Me, you Kei, and you Shou. We've all stood outside, on tiptoes (always on tiptoes, no matter how old or tall we were at the time) and peered through cupped hands through the great big window of Life. And when you're out there, no matter how much you strain your eyes, no matter how close you get to the glass to try to block out your own damn reflection, you never see more than shadows. Yes, we've all done it. And yet we still don't understand each other at all.
Kei, I always thought you were OK. Sure, sometimes you freaked me out, and there was that one incident which I'm going to tactfully not mention, but I never really disliked you or anything. You did try, explaining Toshi's Japanese jokes to me, and always being… well, everywhere. But don't think I didn't see the way you stared at me whenever I talked to Shou. I'm not like him, I can see further than my own two eyes, and there was a lot to see. I communicated with Shou more than I ever could with you. It was nothing personal, you understand. There was never the possibility of Shou biting me. I'm sorry, really, but I was just never comfortable with it.
There was another reason too… but you're not blind either. I'd be surprised if you didn't know. I saw your side of it, certainly.
But you weren't so bad. I even liked you. So no hard feelings, right?
I won't mind, I promise. Just don't let me down. Not that you would of course. I sort of made sure of that, didn't I? But don't hold back.