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Survivor's Guilt - a mental condition that occurs when a person perceives himself or herself to have done wrong by surviving a traumatic event.
A young man of 23 awoke as if a hot jolt shot through his body. His heavy pants echoed through the otherwise empty room. Another nightmare has visited Shinichi Kudo; another nightmare about that day almost two years ago – the final confrontation. Almost two years and still he is haunted by those memories.
Flashes of events passed through his mind. Screams, those haunting screams, explosions, gunshots then fire that quickly spread everywhere and ate everything it touched – including most of the people he care about the most. The events occurred in quick successions that they could not be stopped.
Heiji, Kazuha, Shiho, Satou, Takagi, the new additions to their force – Kaito, Aoko and Hukuba and so many innocent civilians, they were still all inside...including Ran...
His dear, sweet Ran Mouri was in there. She had forgiven him. She understood why he did what he did. He had finally confessed how he felt, how much he loved...love her, and Ran, though furious at first, had felt the same. They were finally together after God knows how long. But in one, brief moment that seemed to last for eternity, they were now a lifetime or possibly forever apart.
Shinichi Kudo furiously wiped the tears from his wasted face. After almost two years, one thought still passes his mind...
'It should have been me. They were only involved because of me. They weren't supposed to die. It should have been me...'
Every night since that day, without fail, he awoke. Drenched in cold sweat, heavily panting and tears running down his face, he would awake wishing, hoping it had been him instead.
Almost two years and he has not moved on from that tragedy. Almost two years and he still sees Heiji's plotting grin and Kazuha's disapproving glare. Almost two years and he still sees Takagi's embarrassed blush and Satou's devilish smirk. Almost two years and he still sees Shiho's menacing smile and Hukuba's superior look. Almost two years and he still sees Kaito's mischievous eyes and Aoko's annoyed face.
Almost two years and he still sees Ran. Her hair, her eyes, her smile, he remembers exactly how they looked like. He could still hear her voice, her laugh and the last words she had said to him. He could still also smell her scent as he held her close to him for what he did not know would be the last time. He recalls everything about her. But in the end, that was all he could do...so, he clings to it as one of the few things that keeps him sane.
Almost two years have passed and still he remembers and blames himself for what had happened. Because no matter how much time passes, the fact that he survived and they did not would never change. The fact that his best friends and his dear, sweet Ran would only be alive in memories remains.
So, he sits on his bed and reminisces. The seconds are painfully ticking away on the clock on his bedside. Seconds gave way to minutes and the minutes gave way to a new day that was beautiful for most because it was the day one of society's biggest threat was vanquished. But for this young man, it is the day that signifies the worst occurrence of his life; a day he would not forget for as long as he lived. Two years have passed now and he only has the rest of his life to go through with the burden of this day on his mind.
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Just a thought that occurred to me during...would you believe it? Chemistry time! Huzzah! I obviously did not listen during our discussion...anyway review please ^^