disclaimer: Weiss belongs to Koyasu Takehito, Project Weiss and others
beta'd by Sybil Rowan
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I killed myself to go with my son to the next world. He was so young. Takatori or not, he would need me.
He wasn't dead. He'd been hidden away from his family and hidden away from himself. I waited in our home for him. What I've seen there makes me glad I couldn't hear and only felt as a ghost feels.
I wasn't the only ghost in that big house. It had always been a cold house, but I didn't realise how many of us there were until the night my husband was killed. The ghosts of the house gathered, suicides and Saitou's victims and Reiji's together. The victims of Hirofumi and Masafumi had already been freed.
The gardens were kept up. This included the koi pond, though Masafumi had long since hunted out all the koi. We made a dark ring around its water to see Reiji Takatori killed. The black, black water showed us his death, by a young man who was very like a ghost himself. We half expected him to vanish when he'd killed Reiji.
Many ghosts were freed then. I waited for my son. And one day he came back.
Almost Mamoru. There is still a stranger, a disguise, twisted through my son.
There was another young man with him. When my Mamoru speaks with him the part not Takatori grows stronger.
For the first time since my marriage I feel hope.
