Home
The air felt different out here now. For three days, he had been locked inside that stone building and now, out here, it was like feeling his skin for the first time as the breeze touched him. He was tired, and his face was hurting. All he wanted was to go home, but there was Tokito, fixing him with a stare that promised a 'discussion' in the near future. The world snapped into high definition as their eyes met. Kubota leaned forward to rest his head on Tokito's shoulder. It seemed that home had come to get him.