Vantablack
Chapter Nine
"It's fine" Rakuen sighed and looked up at the dark ceiling of his house. "But even if you don't remember that means that I still know about a ridiculous fear of yours."
"What makes you think that it hasn't changed? I was 20 at that time."
"You see?" Rakuen smiled weakly, "Then you do remember."
Lars couldn't help his lips from tugging upwards, "…Maybe I do."
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"You know Lars… I really thought we would remain silent until the very end of our quest."
Rakuen heard him shift "…Wouldn't that have turned out better for both?"
"Both…" Rakuen repeated, "What did you lose to say that."
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"My time."
"Your time?" He frowned incredulous, the darkness engulfed him one more time, his broken heart clogged back in his throat.
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"Yes."
"If your time was that important. Why did you use me? Why me? I didn't have anything special. Why waste it in someone you didn't care for?" His voice was painfully hushed, far from being numb.
"You did have something special at that time and I wanted it and so I took it."
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