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I lost my wings and my bonds. I sacrificed myself to save someone who I should have killed for a long time ago. I have made a sin, and I have become a fallen angel.
Yet I didn't feel any regret, like this was the right thing to do.
…
…
…why?
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"Misaki! Misaki!!" His voice continued to echo in the midnight of despair. The man was panicked. The town was silent and there was no one to be asked for help. He turned his gaze to the boy that was lying in his lap—conscious, yet he couldn't speak nor he could show any emotion. The man felt his heart clenched with pain to see his beloved in such state.
There was dried blood in the road where they were. And there were some black angel feathers that flew because of the cold wind at the night. But somehow, those feathers didn't look beautiful as before. They were cold, dried and brought despair for anyone who saw them. Akihiko turned his eyes from them and focused back to the wingless angel beside him. He screamed the boy's name, he gripped the boy's shoulders and shook him, but it was pointless. Misaki didn't hear him at all.
He was still shocked. For him, a pure, innocent angel of death who never had killed anyone before, had just killed another angel who was trying to kill his prey—his supposed to kill one. Fear begun to succumb to his entire body, as he remembered of the sin he had done.
Akihiko was desperate. He didn't know what made Misaki so shocked and scared, but he realized one thing that had happened. Misaki saved him. Misaki saved him from death, even though…
Even though he should be dead.
Akihiko clenched his fist and hit the road hard by his fist. "DAMMIT!!"
Blood begun to spill from his skin. He looked at Misaki, carefully touched his face, but there was no response from Misaki. He hugged Misaki tightly, with all his pain and sadness, and confuse for what had happened.
"Misaki… why?"
Chapter 10. Good bye
Akihiko's apartment was a mess, since Misaki left it for searching for his landlord that day. Akihiko grumbled while he was trying to press the digits of his security code door—it was hard to do if you did it while you carry someone on your back. He successfully dragged the door to open. Akihiko sighed and walked to his room quietly. Carefully, he put Misaki on bed. He looked at Misaki's face—He had fallen to sleep. Akihiko sighed in relief and was about to leave Misaki when a small whimper came out from Misaki's lips.
"Usagi-san…"
A second later Akihiko had already crushed his lips with the boy's. He licked Misaki's lips gently before he looked at Misaki's sleeping face once again. "I love you. I love you. Misaki, I love you," He whispered.
"Misaki… please… come back to me."
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At the same time, in Hiroki's apartment.
Hiroki sweated. Very hard. He cursed a lot in his mind while he was trying to not have any eye contact with the taller man in front of him. He then looked at the photo album Nowaki just gave him.
What the hell…
"Why did you have this…?" Hiroki said in a low tone. It was obvious that he was angry.
Nowaki turned his gaze from Hiroki. He too had the guilty feelings inside his heart for that. "I'm sorry," Nowaki replied. "Last time I checked you, I found this album… I accidentally brought it with me."
Hiroki fell into silent. He was thinking of any excuse to kick the brat out of his sight, but now that Nowaki had known everything, then it was pointless to say that he and Nowaki are strangers. He cursed again.
He had been such a pain in the ass all the entire time. He wants Nowaki to be happy, he always will. He already thought by the time Nowaki lost his memories of him, Nowaki would be much happier. If only, if only he fell for another person, who is much warmer, much kinder…
Then again, another side of Hiroki thought, that Nowaki is happy for being with him, so he thought that it will be okay, since they love each other. Then everything will end happily, right? Another side of him wants Nowaki back to him. To remember everything they had done, their bonds, everything.
Yet again, he was forcefully pushed to the first statement by the strange woman he didn't even know. She reminded him again, that what he thought of Nowaki's happiness, was merely his own selfishness to be happy. That's true. Hiroki knew it already. Who said that being in love with each other made both of them happy?
Love is such… a cruel and horrible feeling.
Love is not something with form. It's not because of the love, that you will gain happiness. In contrary, it is because of love, you gain selfishness to keep someone. Love is selfish.
It will chain you and bond you with pain, agony and sadness.
Hiroki held his album tightly. He had to put an end to this once and for all. He may end up hurting each other, but then again, what's the point to be happy by fake illusions?
And even after you were suffering because of that, you won't be able to release the pain forever…
After all, Nowaki is no longer his.
"Hiro-san…" Nowaki began. "Can you explain me about that album? Those photos… They are you… and me, right?"
"It was you," Hiroki replied softly. Nowaki's eyes widen, didn't expect the brunette to be so… calm. "You right, we were not strangers. We were closer than that," Hiroki continued with a calm, yet sad tone.
"We were lovers."
Nowaki couldn't hide his surprise for Hiroki, to say something like that so ever calmly. Sawing that, Hiroki smirked at the taller boy. "What? Are you disgusted? That's why I told you to stop following me around. I know you will hate it once you know."
"No it's not that…" Nowaki blushed, and Hiroki found himself a bit amused on Nowaki's expression. "I just a little surprised."
Hiroki snorted. Nowaki then looked at himself hopefully. "And then?"
"You were gone for a year to America, you studied something about medic…"
"I… remember about that part." Nowaki said with a surprised tone. "But…"
"But you don't remember me." Hiroki finished Nowaki's sentence. "I guess the only thing she erased from your memories is me, huh…"
At this point, Nowaki furrowed his eyebrow. "…'she'?"
Shit. Hiroki shut his mouth for his stupidity. But it was too late. Nowaki grabbed the keyword already. "Someone erase my memories of you?"
Hiroki was a bit surprise by his reaction. "You didn't seem to be so surprised."
Nowaki blinked at him. "Why?"
"Could you believe something like 'erasing memories' are humans capable of doing? I thought you would think me crazy or something," Hiroki shrugged. Nowaki's eyes widen.
"You know of my real identity," Nowaki said with a shock tone. And then his eyes saddened. "Then, do you know…"
"So it's true huh? Yeah, I have known mine not too long ago," Hiroki replied with uneasiness. "I am… not human, nor a normal angel. Just an imperfect one, it suits me a lot."
"No, it isn't," Nowaki said, unsatisfied with what he just heard. "You are an amazing person."
Hiroki's eyes widen, and then he smiled sadly. "You used to say that a lot to me, don't you remember?"
Nowaki stared at Hiroki sadly, didn't know what to say. Hiroki stared back at him.
"Nowaki, you know… it's hard to say, but I know I hafta do…" Hiroki blushed a little. "You may no longer remember… but you right, I will always remember about you, about our bonds, everything. It maybe hurts, but it was precious at the same time. Even though I can't no longer see you, I will always remember about you."
"What are you talking about? I'm right here…" Nowaki got this uneasy feeling as Hiroki said those things. "I'm right here."
"Nowaki, be happy," Hiroki said again before he leaned in. Nowaki's eyes widen. He couldn't bring himself to deny the person in front of him. All he could do just standing in there, even didn't realize what had happened until he touched his own lips.
The kiss was short, but it was very sweet and sad. Hiroki himself couldn't believe he had successfully done it without any trouble, even there was a little shade of red tainted in his cheeks. "Heh. You may be disgusted with me now," Hiroki laughed. Nowaki was still shocked.
"Hiro-san…"
"Good bye," he whispered. "You should live a new life. Don't ever get tangled in the past you can't even remember. This is present. Just be happy, then maybe I can also be happy."
Then Hiroki closed the door between him and his beloved one, breaking all the bonds between them and closed his eyes tightly.
…
…Or so he thought.
Nowaki managed to slide his hand to restrain the door from closing. He could see Hiroki's shocked face within the small gap between the door and the wall. Hiroki quickly pulled the door to close it, but Nowaki pulled the other side back.
"The FUCK are you doing?! Release the door!!" Hiroki yelled, but Nowaki ignored him.
"I don't want to!" Nowaki shouted back. "You can't leave it like this, now that I know what happened!!"
"Then what am I supposed to do?!" Hiroki yelled. Anger began to build up while he clenched his fist. "You don't remember anything!! And I should pampered you like there's nothing happened?!"
"I will make it up for you!!" Nowaki pleaded. "I'm sorry for forgetting it, but please don't hurt yourself like that!!"
Hiroki's eyes widen in shock. "What do you know about me?!" He cried. "I don't want you to come back to me out of pity!! It will be much hurter like that, bastard!!"
"I don't mean it like that!" Nowaki said again, still holding the door from being closed. "I just can't let everything end up like this!!"
"Then how we supposed to end it?!" Hiroki shouted. Tears hung in his eyes. His grip on the door loosened and Nowaki finally was able to open the door again. He stared at the broken vulnerable brunette in front of him. "Don't you feel disgust? To know you have such bad memories… Won't it be better if you just leave and forget this all? It will be much easier for us!!"
"No, it won't," Nowaki said softly while he wiped Hiroki's tears. "I can't leave you in such state."
"I told you not to pi—"
"It's not pity," Nowaki cut him out. "I just can't. And there were no good or bad memories from the beginning."
Hiroki looked up at Nowaki, hurt and confused. "There weren't?"
"They weren't," Nowaki smiled. "I may lose those memories, but I can't label those as good or bad. I only label them as precious or not."
Hiroki's eyes widened.
"And sawing the photos on that album earlier… you—I looked happy," Nowaki chuckled a little. "So I know that something which is lost from me is something important. They are precious."
The brunette was speechless. Those sweet words…
"But… I don't want to keep you!! I don't want to be selfish on you!!" Hiroki yelled again. "I know that you will be much happier if you didn't love me!! I want you to be happy!!"
"Then be selfish on me!!" Nowaki applied. "After all, that has always been my happiness."
Hiroki stunned. His heart was blossomed with happiness and pain at the same time. He held back tears that began to leak from his eyes again. "Why…"
"I want to remember," Nowaki said simply. "…about you, about our bonds." He leaned closer. "I want to live forward, but there was no point from it if I must lose something precious from me. I may have lost them, but I don't want to lose you too."
When those hands warped on his body, Hiroki cried. Why did he say that? Why did he have to say those warm lovingly words?
He still didn't change. He is still the same Nowaki he always knows.
He is still his Nowaki.
"Nowaki… Nowa…" he sobbed and hugged the taller man back. And then he felt Nowaki hugged him tightly. His hot breath tickled his ears. "Hiro-san…"
"Nowaki, I love you!!" Hiroki yelled while he cried. "I love you, I love you, I have always been!! I love you so much!! You bastard…"
Nowaki chuckled. " Yeah, I think… I understand why I have fallen for you before. Not that I don't fall for you this time."
Hiroki is not going to release him again. Not for a second time.
They kissed, they hold unto each other that night. They managed to come to Hiroki's bedroom, and then they kissed again. They made love, staring at each other's significant together. And then they smiled, before they held their hands together.
That night, a new piece of memories was born.
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Akihiko blinked. He walked in the pit of darkness. He grumbled in confuse. Where the hell am I?
It was dark and creepy. He couldn't see anything, everything was too dark—and too weird to be a reality, cuz the last time he checked, he was with Misaki in his bedroom, waiting for the boy to wake up. He groaned. Then… he had just fallen asleep? This was dream?
"Then I need to get up fast," Akihiko said that, but his mind changed after he saw a small boy approaching him.
"Misaki?"
The angel of death smiled. But that wasn't the smile Akihiko wanted to see. The wings in Misaki's back dried and felt like they were dead, not beautiful like the first time he saw Misaki as an angel. There was something wrong. If he remembered correctly, the first time he encountered the boy was in the dream. So it was no matter where they were—Akihiko was going to made the boy blurted out some answers.
"Misaki… you sneaked out to my dream?" Akihiko asked him, he has a little confused tone.
"Yup, cause I can't do anything with my own body right now." Misaki laughed rather sadly. "Or to be more correct, I don't own my body anymore, that's why I can't move it."
At this point, Akihiko sensed fear.
"…what? But… why? How…"
"That body was made from heaven after all. If I broke the bond, of course I won't be able to move it after all."
"What… what bond?" Akihiko hated himself, for his voice to be sounded so frightened.
"We're not allowed to kill each other," Misaki replied, in a way too calm voice that made Akihiko shivered even more. "If an angel kills another angel, then the bond will be broken. After that, the angel that kills his comrades will be given punishment."
Akihiko felt himself chocked while he said what he feared the most. "What… punishment?"
Misaki just smiled sadly. And Akihiko hated that smile. He suddenly knew what punishment Misaki was going to receive.
"You're not going to leave me," Akihiko snapped in anger. "I won't let anyone take you from me. If I must oppose the heaven, then I will. You are not going to disappear. You belong to me, and if you are gone, I will kill myself."
"Stop saying such bad things," Misaki snapped back, even though he wasn't yelling. He only stared at Akihiko's violet eyes with those sad, hurt emerald eyes. "I did all of this for you."
Akihiko's eyes widen, as he remembered something that have bothered him for a while. He stared back at Misaki and pushed himself to say it. "Misaki… you are supposed to kill me, aren't you? Then why…?"
Why did you save me?
Misaki's eyes saddened. "Maybe…"
Maybe because I—
Akihiko's eyes widened in shock, as he felt Misaki's soft lips touched his softly. He didn't know what to react—nor to feel. It was all too sudden and confusing, even though he admitted that he was incredibly happy of the kiss.
Misaki kissed me.
He kissed me.
But at the time they broke the kiss. The darkness suddenly replaced with the light, and Misaki was drowned to be separated by him.
"MISAKI!!" Akihiko reached his hand, so did Misaki. But their hands were not going to be connected.
"Usagi-san, you are not going to die!" Misaki's voice began to fade away. "You will keep on living! I promise!!"
Akihiko was surprised, but he was more focused in reaching Misaki's hand. "Misaki…!"
"Usagi-san, you are no longer my prey, nor anyone's!! You will live and should forget everything," at this, tears began to leak from Misaki's eyes. "Be happy, for me…"
"Misaki…"
For the first time, he felt something that gave him fear the most. More than death, more than anything.
He was going to lose Misaki.
He still had many questions to be answered. Why is he released from death? What spell did Misaki cast on him? Why did Misaki save him—
"Usagi-san, ego diligo vos," Misaki whispered. A voice of sadness. Tears kept leaking out from his eyes as he stared at Akihiko. Akihiko screamed, and the light quickly blinded him.
And he woke up. He sweated very hard, he could feel it. He realized as he woke up, that it was only a dream. Misaki would be beside him, yelling at him, called him a pervert for holding him all the time while he slept, and then he would blush cutely, like the other days…
But Misaki was not in his bed.
Akihiko panicked. He searched into Misaki's room. Nothing. He searched the kitchen, the living room, Suzuki-san's room, all with no result. He looked at the clock. It was still six o'clock. There's no way he went to the school that early.
Misaki was nowhere in his apartment. And Akihiko was going to be crazy.
Usagi-san, you are not going to die! You will keep on living! I promise!!
Usagi-san, you are no longer my prey, nor anyone's!! You will live and should forget everything.
Be happy, for me…
Usagi-san, ego diligo vos.
Ego diligo vos.
"Why?" Akihiko felt his eyes burnt. There was no way he would cry, yet now, he was holding himself from let the tears out from his eyes. Why? Why?
"It would be better, if you just killed me the first time you saw me, rather than losing you now…" He said angrily, most to himself. He had lost Takahiro once, and now, he was going to lost Misaki too?
Akihiko snapped himself to reality, after he heard the door's bell rang. He lazily opened the door, and he felt his eyes were going to pop out from their place when he saw the guest.
"Takahiro…"
"Can I have a talk with you?" Takahiro's eyes were red—like he was after crying. Akihiko didn't want to think about it, but it kept bugging him. Did Takahiro know what happened to Misaki?
Akihiko couldn't hide his gloomy face either. "Please, have a seat," he said with no emotion.
Takahiro sat in front of Akihiko. He took a deep breath before he exhaled and stared right on Akihiko's eyes. Takahiro then managed to talk, even though his voice was very weak and sad.
"So… how much did Misaki tell you?"
Akihiko was surprised, but he was able to reply rather calmly. "I know about his and your identity. I know that I supposed to be dead a long time ago and Misaki was sent to kill him."
"Is that all he told you?" Takahiro continued. It looked like he got a little disturbed by how Misaki told Akihiko so much.
"He… told me about the bond… and how he broke it…" Akihiko didn't continue his sentence. "He told me about your relationship with the human girl…" Takahiro fell silent for few minutes.
"Is that all?"
Now that made Akihiko really surprised. He was sure that he told Takahiro the main points of their secret. Or there was some more of it?
"He told me that I am no longer his prey. I will live normally as a human. He bid me farewell."
At this point, Takahiro's eyes saddened, but he still replied, "Did he say something else?"
Akihiko fell silent. He wasn't sure, to say it to Takahiro, but he must know some answers too.
"What does 'ego diligo vos' mean?"
Takahiro was surprised, but then he smiled, even though that smile was very sad. Akihiko caught that sign that Takahiro had gotten the information he wanted. But he hadn't finished yet. There was so many… MANY things he still wanted to know.
"I don't get it. Misaki told me that my life should no longer exist in this world. I was supposed to be dead!! But why did he save me when I was going to be killed by another reaper? And the magic spell he cast on me… what was that? And then he said I can live like a normal human, like there was nothing happened… I don't get it at all!!" Akihiko said, frustrated. He clenched his fist and shut his eyes.
Takahiro stared at Akihiko's amethyst eyes. "Yes, you were supposed to be dead. But you're not. Usagi, you are alive. You are breathing. You are alive, and you will keep on living."
Usagi stared back at his best friend—or his first love too. "But, how…?"
"It was Misaki's last request. He wished you are alive. And so your life is purified. There is no reaper will after for your death," Takahiro continued, and Akihiko was getting more and more surprised each second the words came out from the angel of life's lips.
"…last request?" Akihiko didn't want to believe it.
"Misaki…" Takahiro's voice was trembled. He nearly chocked when he said the next words. "He broke the bond. He will be punished. He is going to face death."
And that's it. He slammed the table in front of him hard. Takahiro didn't seem to be surprised or upset. Instead his eyes watered—guilty, pain, hatred, sadness consumed his mind, like what Akihiko felt.
"He leaves me," Akihiko's voice trembled with anger. Takahiro sighed.
"Usagi… Misaki thinks of you the most—"
"THEN WHY DID HE LEAVE ME?!" Akihiko didn't realize how angry he sounded to be, even for his best friend. But he didn't care. He felt like he was being betrayed. Nor that Takahiro looked so surprised and trembled to see him like that. "I don't understand him at all!! Did he want to make me suffer or what?! He knows of my feeling for him!! Why didn't he just kill me in the first place if it was going to be like this?! And then he will die?! For saving ME?! I never ask that from him!! I want to BE WITH HIM!!"
Akihiko panted, he was calming himself while he begun to realize what did he just say—in front of Misaki's brother. He felt guilty in his heart, and nervously looked at Takahiro. Takahiro didn't look angry at all, that's surprised Akihiko.
"You love him," Takahiro's voice—weirdly enough—sounded relieved. Akihiko's eyes widened in confuse and surprise. Takahiro didn't get angry at him at all.
Akihiko was thinking of making excuses for his weird relationship with his innocent little reaper in front of Takahiro, but all of it was vanished when he closed his eyes. There was no point to do that in a time like this.
"Yes," Akihiko replied weakly. A scene where Misaki kissed him replayed in his head. "I love him. But I'm not sure… he has the same feeling."
Takahiro smiled at him, still with the same sad smile. "…do you want to know about the spell he have casted on you before?"
Akihiko stared at the angel of life in front of him, confused.
"I believe 'ego diligo vos' are Misaki's only mantra to cast protect barrier to the target in one condition."
Akihiko couldn't believe his ear.
Misaki… protected him? His prey? Why? It was unbelievable, but then again, when he remembered the night when Pluto was going to kill him, somehow his attack didn't hurt him. It hurt Pluto instead. But why would MIsaki—
Akihiko snapped himself back to reality. "…in what condition to cast that spell?"
Takahiro prepared himself to say it calmly.
"Only to cast the spell on your beloved one, otherwise the spell would kill the user," Takahiro replied softly.
…
The silence felt the room.
One minute. Two minutes. Five minutes. Takahiro began to feel impatient.
"…err, Usagi?"
"… you said what?"
Takahiro sighed. "He loves you. In latin, ego diligo vos also means I love you."
Akihiko came back to his silence. The words echoed in his head. How stupid of him not to recognize… No, he had recognized it, but he didn't want to believe it, because he was afraid he was wrong. He was afraid that he would hurt himself again. Thus he kept lying to himself, curious of the boy's real feelings, while he knew that the boy was just shy about his true feelings.
Now it's all makes sense. Misaki loves him.
Akihiko felt he was going to cry.
"It's hurt… we spent time together, but because of immortality, a hundred years feel nothing for me. "Misaki sobbed. "I made friends, and they died, I made friends again, and they died again… It just repeated over and over as long I still alive and it's very hurt… That's why, even though it's not forbidden, but this painful feeling is already the punishment as the result of this relationship…"
"That's why, I can't get to close with humans…" Misaki tried to hold his cry, but it's useless. "Because I know, they will die soon before I know it… when you feel you don't want to lose them, but at the same time you know they will disappear forever… It's a miserable feeling… you will never, ever understand this…"
"Misaki…" Akihiko breathed in his silent cry.
Akihiko's eyes widen, as he remembered something that have bothered him for a while. He stared back at Misaki and pushed himself to say it. "Misaki… you are supposed to kill me, aren't you? Then why…?"
Why did you save me?
Misaki's eyes saddened. "Maybe…"
Maybe because I love you.
"Irony, indeed." Takahiro himself had been trying to hold his cry. "He became a reaper in order to distance himself from humans… yet, he falls for you."
Akihiko dropped his head. He clenched his fist once again. "…why…"
"Actually, maybe it's my fault." Takahiro replied sadly. "Long ago, I have fallen in love with a girl. But she's a human. In a few decades, she's gone. And that broke me."
"I heard that from Misaki," A low, sad sounded reply came. Takahiro laughed pathetically.
"For about hundred years I was mourning of her, until I saw Manami," Takahiro said softly. "In a glance, I have already known, that Manami is her."
Akihiko looked up at Takahiro with widened, surprised eyes. "Wait, don't tell me…"
"Manami is the reincarnation of her, I know that," Takahiro smiled again. "That's why, I once again fall for her, without realizing how much Misaki suffer because of my vulnerable relationship with a human…"
Both of them became silent.
"Takahiro… I'm sorry," Akihiko said sadly. "I… I know that you suffer too, but I was only afraid that you will hate me when you know about my feelings for Misaki. I never understand…"
"Now now, don't say that," Takahiro laughed. "I'm quite surprised indeed, but actually, we're in the same boat here. Love is blind you know. It won't stop me from falling for a human, even though I know that she will die again. The same goes for you. You fall for my brother, even though he's a boy… or even though you know that he was an angel of death, sent to kill you."
Akihiko stared at Takahiro, a bit relieved of how Takahiro understands him so much and for accepting Akihiko's feelings for his little brother.
"But still, why did he have to leave me? Even though he knows about my feelings…"
"He wants you to be happy," Takahiro continued. Akihiko saw tears stained his white cheeks. "He wants you to forget about him, and live as a normal human, falling for someone else, and be happy. His last request was for your soul to be purified, as you know that now you can come back to live. Actually, if your soul was not brought to the world of the death as fast as possible, you will become a demon."
Akihiko couldn't help but to be shocked. He will become a demon if Misaki—or any other reaper didn't kill him fast. And Misaki wished for him so that his life is purified, so he didn't become a demon.
Misaki did it, for him.
"What… would happen if I became a demon?"
Takahiro turned his gaze from Akihiko sadly. "You don't want to hear that."
"Takahiro."
"…You would lose your memories, lose your heart, and you would have no feelings anymore. You wouls have no sense of a human and move with demon's instinct. And you…" Takahiro hold his sentence painfully, but he continued as Akihiko's eyes begging him to. "…you probably would kill someone who is very close to you."
Akihiko's heart throbbed. He would kill Misaki. And he knows that he will never want that to happen. To become a lifeless soul, killing someone you loved…
And the reason, why Misaki didn't erase his memories…
Misaki turned his gaze. "Sensei is very pitiful. He chose to be suffering than lose his memories. No matter what he will be more hurting in this way."
Akihiko furrowed his brows. "No… there's no human who wants to lose precious memories of the one he or she loves."
Misaki glared at him. "That's why humans are idiot! They aren't immortal, they don't know how it feels!"
Akihiko stared at Misaki, annoyed. "Of course we don't you idiot. We're different with angels like you."
"And so you humans prefer to suffer in your short life than just forget about the pain and be happy?!" Misaki snapped.
"Not all humans like that, but we're protecting what's important for us." Akihiko snapped back. "You don't have the right to control it. I myself don't want to forget any memories about you at all!!"
Finally Akihiko let one tear slipped from his eyes. He touched his cheek, and then he realized that he was crying.
He loves me.
As much as I love him.
He loves me.
"He wants you to forget so you won't suffer," Takahiro's tears were leaking out from his eyes—He couldn't help himself. "And I want you to be happy too. You are my best friend. I don't want you to suffer anymore. And for Misaki's sake… but he couldn't erase your memories. He wasn't able to.
"It's because, I know, that there was a little part of him that wants you to keep remember about him."
Akihiko hugged his Suzuki-san tightly, buried his head in the bear, so Takahiro couldn't see his tears. He cursed himself. He was angry, and he hated himself for being happy to know Misaki's real feelings. He loves him. He loves that brat so much.
He won't accept to lose Misaki.
"I have decided…" A weak voice came out from the silver haired man, made the other confused.
"Eh?"
"The ending of my newest novel," Akihiko wiped his tears. "I've decided how to end it."
Takahiro stared at him confusedly. Then Akihiko continued.
"This time, it will have a happy ending. I promise," Akihiko said, most to himself. "I will make it a happy ending."
Akihiko turned his gaze to Takahiro. He smiled. He had decided what he must to do. And he believed in himself that no matter what happened, he won't give up. "I told him that I won't accept losing him. If I must oppose the heaven, then I will. I will do everything in order for that."
"I will bring Misaki back to my arms. I won't let him die."
Takahiro's eyes widened and sparkled, but before he managed to reply, the telephone rang. Akihiko excused himself and pick up the phone.
"Hello, this is Usami residence."
"Usami Akihiko…" the voice sounded familiar, but it was very weak.
"This is Miyagi Yoh. I need your help."
To be continued.
There was no Terrorist!! NOOOEZZ~ T_T Sorry guyz, I really am. But Miyagi phoned Akihiko here!! So next chapter Terrorist will came back, I promised. And sorry for long time no update. But I promised to finish this, and so I must finish!! Sorry for bad English too :P hope you can deal with it…
Next, why did Miyagi call Akihiko?? What will happen to Misaki?? Will Miyagi be able to reach Shinobu?? And will Hiroki be able to protect his bonds with Nowaki for a second time when the female angel of life come again???
Review please!! Thank you so much for reading!! And until the next chapter!!