LOL well this was somewhat a dream I had. I really liked the idea of it. But I'm not sure it'll turn out how I want it to… err what else, spiral is not mine obviously… I think that's all. WAIT and MASSIVE spoiler alert. Its like the last book… that it happens in.. NOW I'm done.
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I sighed. "I guess… We won't be seeing each other anymore."
"It's better this way."
I chuckled wearily. "Hm, I suppose."
Having deceived Narumi Ayumu, I didn't feel I had the right to ask him of the favor he promised me so long ago. However, I couldn't just leave like this. Not without one thing. "Narumi-san, I have a favor to ask."
"Hn?"
"You said before that you'd do everything in your power to make something Hiyono wishes come true." I paused before I got to my intent. "Could I use this privilege?"
He smiled. "Yes, as long as it's something in my power."
I forced myself to mirror his expression. "Before we part," I held out my hand. "shake my hand."
He seemed somewhat surprised, but he takes my hand. "Sure."
Wearing a fake smile, I managed to say, "Well then, take care."
"You too. Don't do anything too reckless."
We walked past each other. Gosh, this is it. Great acting, Hiyono.
He suddenly turned and grabbed my hand. "Take this. I want you to keep this for me." It was the other earring we went shopping for before he confronted Kiyotaka. "If we ever meet again, you can give it to me then."
I pulled out the last smile I could afford, "Definitely!" Quickly, I walked away, not daring to look back.
That was the last of my self-control.
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Walking away from her was the hardest thing I've ever attempted. I heard her quick steps walking away, and I forced myself to try doing the same thing. But guess what, I'm Narumi Ayumu. I'm useless without her. This is, for once, the one difference between me and Aniki. I was proud of it.
Memories came rushing back. Everything she did for me came flashing through my mind. All the times she risked her life, just to prove that she believed in me. Even if it was all acting, I was moved every single time. It was ridiculous. If it's all faked, I should be able to just walk away. Aniki hired her, so she never really cared. The one who sliced her wrist for me, never really cared. Why does that seem so wrong? A part of me couldn't quite grasp that idea.
One thing I knew for sure: I cared for her. What I felt wasn't fake.
I turned around.
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I felt pathetic. I am an actor. I travel the globe. I act. This was just another case, another tiny aspect of my job. Yet, I sobbed. Over… a high school boy.
"Hiyono!"
Pathetic.
"Hiyono!"
Tears burned trails down my face. I didn't think I'd look in the mirror for a week.
"Hiyono." Suddenly, standing in front of me was the anticipated voice, familiar face; my favorite person.
I wiped tears away from my eyes. "Narumi-san?"
He was sweating and breathing heavily. "Before, I just learned to hide it all. Now I realize I don't have to anymore." He took a step towards me.
"Narumi-san?" anxious, I took a step back. I wasn't sure where he was going with this.
"Hiyono, I'm so sorry," he pulled me into an embrace. "I should've done this sooner."
I had no clue what to make of this. "Done... what?"
"This," he bent down slightly and I felt his lips brush against mine. My hands slid around his neck and clamped him in place. I felt his arm tightening around me. This was right. Finally.
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Errrrrr okay. Well this isn't really how I wanted it to turn out like. But whatever. Kill me with criticism if you want.