A lot shorter, I know.
Hana looked up as a car pulled in front of the building. She straightened when two men stepped out. One was tall, with dark brown hair and brown eyes. After he locked the door he shoved both the keys and his right hand into his pocket while the left went around the other male.
She didn't even have to ask to know this was Kominato Ryousuke. The resemblance to his younger brother was great. Both had pink hair, though she wasn't sure on either color, as Ryousukes' were closed as well. He was a little under average height, and had broad shoulders.
"Kominato-san and Kuramochi-san I presume?" Her smile faltered a little when she noticed the impatient look on the shorter males' face. "Ah, right this way." Turning, she let the two inside the building and guided them past a multitude of rooms and a few staircases.
She heard one of them mutter something to the other, though she wasn't sure what was said or even who said it. More than likely it was Kuramochi speaking some encouraging words or explaining something to the pink haired older brother.
Leading them up a flight of stairs and around a few corners, she finally stopped and entered one of the rooms. Passing through a row of frozen children, she came to a stop in front of one and turned to the two males behind her. "I'll be outside if you need me."
Kuramochi nodded and quietly thanked her while Ryousuke approached the container. He put one hand up against the glass, over his brothers' face and slowly slid it down. He didn't say anything, simply taking in the sight of his baby brother.
Haruichi hadn't changed one bit, but that was to be expected as he'd been frozen or 'preserved' as the officer had put it. Well, he had changed a little, but that was someone else's doing. His bangs had been cut and styled, with the rest having been trimmed a little, and if you looked closely, his nails had been cut, filed and glossed.
All in all, to Kuramochi, it looked as though he'd been to a spa before he'd been frozen. Glancing at the containers around him, he noticed all the children looked like they had been pampered and taken care of before they'd been preserved. 'Almost like a collection of dolls.' Kuramochi shivered at the thought.
Ryousuke felt like crying. His brother was alive. He was safe. He was right in front of him, but Ryousuke still couldn't touch him. He couldn't wrap him up in a hug and keep him safe from everything. He couldn't hear his heartbeat, or run his fingers though his hair. He couldn't tell him how scared he'd been, when nobody could find him. He couldn't feel the warmth of his skin, of the ghost of his breath. He couldn't see the big blue eyes that he'd made Haruichi promise not to show anyone but him.
He couldn't touch his brother. Even when he was right in front of him, it felt like he was losing his baby brother all over again.
He placed his head against the cool glass, wishing there was something he could do. Hoping they'd find a way to reverse this soon. Praying that his brother would be alright.
Because Ryousuke couldn't lose Haruichi again.
Enjoy this little baby chapter while I attempt to write longer scenes. We're getting closer to the end, I can feel it. Let me know what you thought!
