What controls the heart 4
He stared out across the ocean with his eyes saddened greatly by the turn of event's that he'd come across with his past that day.
Soul. He would save Cid-sempai's soul, even if he couldn't save..well…him.
That should be good enough, right? Well….maybe it should, or maybe it shouldn't. Either way, it just wasn't enough to soothe the massive pain within his heart. Nothing ever would, unless his friend was saved as a whole. And even if he was…he'd still regret not turning back years before.
Man, he was screwed.
The Gokaiger's big thing was dreaming, and he was very content with that. What was wrong with dreaming, even if the dream never came true? Ahim couldn't restore her planet until they defeated all the Zangyack, and while he had some fate they could pull it off, it would certainly take some more time. And he had a feeling Marvelous still hoped he could still be best friends with Basco, for him to have never been betrayed and for Aka Red to still be alive. And yet it was impossible, but they all kept on dreaming their dreams.
Just as he kept dreaming his.
"So…." And suddenly the tomboyish lookout was beside him, leaning against the post with one arm up casually, "seems like you've had a busy day."
"Hai," he left it at that, looking across the Tokyo bay, where they were anchored for now, much the displeasure of quite a few at having an anchor in their beach.
The two of them stood for a moment together, and he had to wonder what her dream was. She claimed that if she told him, it wouldn't come true, but that wasn't really his reasoning for not telling her. But he was getting incredibly curious, and besides…he kind of needed someone to talk to right now.
Even the strongest needed a little love and compassion from their partner.
"If I told you my dream…would you tell me yours?" she already knew somewhat, but it couldn't hurt to ask, could it?
"Who knows?" she replied after a moment, resting her back on the post and propping one ankle on the other, arms folded, "you go first."
"How do I know you won't tell me if I do?" he stated simply, leaning against the post himself and she smirked lightly.
"True…." She mused, then smirked her defeat, "well, my dream is for my little sister to live again. I was an amater when she got sick…I didn't know what I was doing. She didn't make it to the hospital…I want to buy a planet where all the homeless can live and play and be happy together. So nobody ever has to end up like Fia did again."
Her eyes were sad as she told her story, what he didn't already know about her having a dead little sister. He felt sorry for her, relating inside in his heart to losing one he was close to and considered a sibling.
"Your turn," she still kept the smirk on her face, and he had to return the mouth expression. She was always a brave one, no matter what she had to go through, as well as stubborn.
Now he told her about Cid-sempai, anything she didn't already know. He would never admit aloud, (and he had a feeling she felt the same way,) but it felt better just say it. Even if neither of them were the real 'gentle' or 'consoling' type, just knowing someone else knew and cared was enough for both of their burdened souls.
"Suka," she put a hand on his shoulder now, and the two gazed out across the skyline.
He adored Ahim, true enough. But Luka was something different. He wasn't quite sure how he felt for sure about her, but he did know he loved her. Sister or not, he didn't know. But the strong emotional pull he had to her was just getting too strong to ignore.
"Maybe we'll see them again," he shrugged, and she let her hand drop to her hip casually as she began counting shooting stars softly.
"Who knows?" he gave a shrug, but even he saw that hopeful glint in her beautiful brown eyes.
"5," he told her, pointing up with his finger and making her chuckle lightly.
The two ended up back-to-back by the time they found ten stars, arms over their chests, sharing body warmth. He hadn't thought to bring up a coat, but honestly, he didn't mind being pressed to her. He made a mental note that she smelled like strawberries as she turned, heading down the steps.
"Baka," her voice held a teasing note, "you should've brought up your coat."
He leaned against the post with a smile on his face. Something about her presence made him forget about his troubles with his former sempai, which made him more relaxed. Maybe it was because she knew what kind of pain he was feeling, and her slightly arrogant, sarcastic attitude humored him. She was something else….
Once she'd handed him his coat, he casually brushed her hand, which caused them to exchange a smile. Maybe she liked him in a romantic way and maybe she didn't.
Either way, they stayed in the lookout's nest until the sun started to rise, talking like only true friends could do, and him forgetting the reason he came up in the first place.