Chapter 4
October 23rd, 1997
He stepped into the darkened room and closed the door behind him leaning over into the light to clean off his glasses. He wiped their yellow tinted lenses with his shirt as his eyes darted to hers. Ryoko couldn't speak, let alone breathe.
"I-I don't… Understand…" Ryoko breathed before she could stop the words coming out of her mouth. She still held the gun up; held it pointed right at his heart. She was scared, terrified, of her own best friend. Her breath came in shallow gasps and her hands shook, she took an involuntary step back as he came toward her.
"Ryoko…" Kousuke whispered perching his glasses back on his nose and staring at her over them. He strode toward her as gingerly as he could manage. The elder Blade Child reached her and stopped so close the barrel of her gun brushed his chest. She was in a horrible state; she looked like she hadn't slept in weeks, she was shaking like an earthquake, tears streamed uncontrolled down her face, there was a gash on the side of her head with a trail of blood down the side of her head and her shoulder. Not in all his years knowing her had he ever seen her as torn apart.
"N-No…" The word came out choppy and almost unrecognizable, "No…" She stepped back as he came closer.
"R-Ryoko…" Kousuke reached out and caressed her face as he whispered, "You're safe now." Ryoko's strength left her and the gun fell from her hands and clattered to the floor; her knees threatened to give way. One last tear streaked down her face and fell into her friend's outstretched hand. He pulled the girl into his arms and stroked her hair.
"The only thing that matters is the ending…" He whispered into her ear.
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Fin
Oh, by the way. Please keep reading for the alternate ending! I promise it won't disappoint.