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Note: By Korin, depressing authoress. (I do angst, baby! And I love it!!)
Water - Mizu
It was acting class. First day. We were learning the basics.
"Imagine yourself in different environments," said the instructor. "First, underwater."
"No!" my mind screamed silently, "Not water!" But I didn't say anything.
Beside me, Shunkaku squeezed my hand. "Aniki, daidoujobu. I promised I'd never lose you again, didn't I? I won't. You'll never drown again."
"What?" I said, confused.
"Underwater," continued the man, "What's it like? How is your breathing? Can you breathe?"
"No," I whispered, "Not that."
"Is the water cold? Does it press down on you? Are you drowning? Does it hurt? Are you upset?"
"Yes!" I screamed aloud, "I was! I was sorry! I never wanted to hurt them! And it did hurt! Falling down, not coming back up! No breath, no light, no chance! I'm so sorry!" I fell forward on my hands and knees, my breath harsh, tears streaming from my eyes. Everyone stared.
"Aniki! No! It wasn't your fault! It wasn't your fault..."
"What on earth is going on, Koutoko and Shunkaku?"
"Aniki remembers. You made him remember! I hate you! How could you do that to him? Omae o korosooo!! Ryuuseisui!!" The little ryuuseisui* that he always carried flew at the man. But before they struck, a light filled the room.
A blue dragon entered the place. "Forget," he ordered, "Forget all." He passed a hand over our eyes.
Instantly I forgot. So did everyone.
And now, 60 years later, I'm 76. And I remember. I know everything. I remember. Suboshi. Shunkaku. My brother. Otouto. Seiryuu. Everything.
But I'll forget.
Everything - except
Water
Mizu
I can't forget.
Note: By Korin, depressing authoress. (I do angst, baby! And I love it!!)
Water - Mizu
It was acting class. First day. We were learning the basics.
"Imagine yourself in different environments," said the instructor. "First, underwater."
"No!" my mind screamed silently, "Not water!" But I didn't say anything.
Beside me, Shunkaku squeezed my hand. "Aniki, daidoujobu. I promised I'd never lose you again, didn't I? I won't. You'll never drown again."
"What?" I said, confused.
"Underwater," continued the man, "What's it like? How is your breathing? Can you breathe?"
"No," I whispered, "Not that."
"Is the water cold? Does it press down on you? Are you drowning? Does it hurt? Are you upset?"
"Yes!" I screamed aloud, "I was! I was sorry! I never wanted to hurt them! And it did hurt! Falling down, not coming back up! No breath, no light, no chance! I'm so sorry!" I fell forward on my hands and knees, my breath harsh, tears streaming from my eyes. Everyone stared.
"Aniki! No! It wasn't your fault! It wasn't your fault..."
"What on earth is going on, Koutoko and Shunkaku?"
"Aniki remembers. You made him remember! I hate you! How could you do that to him? Omae o korosooo!! Ryuuseisui!!" The little ryuuseisui* that he always carried flew at the man. But before they struck, a light filled the room.
A blue dragon entered the place. "Forget," he ordered, "Forget all." He passed a hand over our eyes.
Instantly I forgot. So did everyone.
And now, 60 years later, I'm 76. And I remember. I know everything. I remember. Suboshi. Shunkaku. My brother. Otouto. Seiryuu. Everything.
But I'll forget.
Everything - except
Water
Mizu
I can't forget.