Alright, now that In His Head is finished, I'm updating Coma. Yeah, I don't have much to say in this author's note except, ya. I finished another fanfic. Let's work on finishing this one.
Summery and disclaimer are in chapter one.
Warning(s):
I smiled happily as I walked next to Psyche. It was a nice day out. There were no clouds in the sky. There was even a gentle breeze. Today was definetly a nice spring day. Glancing over at Psyche, I realized that he had a slight smile on his face. He probably didn't even realize it. The walk was peaceful. No one came up to bother us. During some point in our walk, Psyche's hand slipped into mine. I would say that it was peaceful. The walk lasted about twenty minutes or so, but the whole thing was nice. It was just us.
I didn't even care that not one word was spoken. It was a nice, gentle silence. I guess you could say that it was something that we both needed. Just to be with each other with out stress or questions. Just to be with each other in a calm environment. It's definitely nice. Perhaps, perhaps being in calm situations like this will help Psyche remember sooner.
We walked for about a half hour, just around the city. However, when we got home, I noticed that there was a car parked in front of our house. "Psyche, it looks like today is your lucky day."
"How come?" I smiled softly. "Because, it looks like Delic came over. He's one of your favorite singers." "Oh." Psyche smiled happily. Probably because meeting someone that is his idol should help him remember some stuff. Maybe he'll remember more of the music he likes to sing. Not much but, everything helps.
The moment we entered the house, we were both embraced in a 'bone-crushing' hug. "Yo. It's so nice to see ya again. This Psyche?"
"Yes. Delic, please let us go." "Huh? Oh, yeah. I suppose I should." I sighed as I brushed out my kimono. I noticed that Psyche looked from Delic, to me, to Delic, to himself, and back to Delic with a look of confusion.
"Why do you guys look almost exactly the same and why are his and my outfits really similar?" Delic blinked twice before laughing. "Ah. Me and Tsugaru look alike because we're family. And I guess our outfits are similar because you're a fan. Tsu has told me that you're a fan, right?"
Psyche furrowed his eyebrows. I guess he was a little creeped out by the similarity of their outfits. "I'm not sure. Tsugaru said I was." Delic laughed. "What'cha do? Lose your memory?"
I guess what followed would be classified as an awkward silence. Delic… sometimes it would be best to get some info before blurting things out.
Guys, I'm really sorry for the short chapter. I have a bit of a writer's block. Give me ideas to use. Also, how do you guys like my Delic? And as soon as I get some ideas, I'll type up the next chapter. *Sigh* Talk about long wait with bad results.
