Disclaimer: Disclaimed.
Warnings: n/a
A/N: In which I ramble, make absolutely no sense, and am incredibly proud of myself. I wonder if that's the right feeling for me right now… XD
To fallenxfate - ♥ ♥ ♥ and MegamiKarin - … thanks. Really :)
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Locked in a Cage
10
(Whirlwind)
He turned away, well aware that Kazune was more than enough to take care of Karin, while Himeka tended to Suzune. And Jin? Well… Jin just sat there, away from the others. Which looked kind of strange, admittedly; he had yet to do something about his wounds.
Their battles had become more difficult to fend off, Michiru knew, and it was worse with Jin in his current state of mind. Even after the reassurance of the others, the dark-haired idol could not stop himself.
No one could save him, it seemed: no one.
Maybe, then, that was why Michiru felt so useless at that very moment. He wanted to take a seat and talk to Jin, but knew (from bitter experience) that he would get no reply from the other, especially right after a battle.
He took a couple of steps towards where the idol sat, only to stop a metre away and settle down there instead. From his position, he was given a fairly good view of the sun, as it sunk below the horizon. Haphazard colours of pink and purple were splashed across the endless space of sky as it kept changing; never stopping.
Their lives were controlled by a power higher than themselves, and it was fascinating.
But it seemed, Michiru noted, that the Karasumas had been attacking more often, almost desperate to get to the end before it was too late.
He could only wonder what the end would be like.
"Beautiful, I believe. The end of everything."
He had been speaking to himself, but Jin replied to the comment.
"It could very much be."
Michiru smiled, as Jin took a seat behind him, so that their backs were barely touching. "Will I see you on the other side?"
"We'll see, Nishikiori. We'll see."