A/N: Thanks for clicking ^.^ I am of the firm belief that Mori thinks a whole lot more than he ever says. This is my first attempt at getting into what he's thinking. Enjoy!
Can you feel my heart beat?
I am insulated from the world. Not isolated, not really. Just insulated, removed. Sometimes I wonder if anyone really believes that I am alive.
Can you see me at all?
I'm not depressed or suicidal – I know that my life has meaning. And I am happy with the person I am, and the company I keep, and where my life is going. There just seems to be a wall between me and the rest of the world.
Out there, beyond that barrier, is there anyone there?
And then, there's him. He lives outside my wall, outside any wall, with no safety wires or hidden escapes. He lives his life down to the wire, wringing every drop of joy from it that he can. I envy him, but I don't begrudge him. He is simply gifted with an outgoing nature that I can never hope to possess.
See me, feel me, save me.
I want to break my silence, to shout, "Take me with you!"
I want to run amok with him, to laugh out loud and dance and play, but I can't bring myself to do it. I want to live my life the way he does, loudly and exuberantly. He looks like he's having so much fun.
He turns to me suddenly, fixing me with his warm eyes, as though he knows what I was thinking. He smiles at me.
"Takashi," he says, and holds out his hand. Come with me, it says.
"Mitsukuni," I say, as though in that one word I have poured out my soul. His smile softens, and he takes my hand. The world is alive around me, all because of him.
Found. I am found.