Hey everyone! I know it's been such a long time since I updated this story and I am so sorry! I cannot apologize enough! I know I really hate when a story leaves me abruptly, and I'm sure you guys didn't like that I disappeared for so long! But! After a year or so of transition and lots of crazy things happening (including many issues with some people and dealing with a very sick family member) I have returned to my dear passion: writing fanfiction. So please, if you've returned to this story, check out this short continuing chapter! I've decided to continue writing this story so that it is set right after the first season :) please check it out and enjoy!

And she cried. She cried like she hadn't cried in a thousand years. It almost seemed that way too. Like she couldn't remember the last time she had cried so hard. And in front of him no less. She knew she would regret it the next day, but there was something so enthralling about just letting it all go and crying to him. Maybe this is a dream, she thought, hiccupping into his shoulder. No… not a dream. You learned that lesson a long time ago. She squeezed her eyes closed and gasped for air. The magenta-haired boy never loosened his grip around her and she was grateful. She felt the tremble of her body and tried to calm it, though the sadness had chilled her to the bone.

Images she did not want to see flashed before her, taunting her with their clarity. Mother… brother… she remembered the day all too well, despite how she'd tried to block it out. They'd wanted her to speak at their funeral, but she hadn't. She'd barely been able to make it through the service. The truth was that she knew she wasn't normal. There was nothing normal about not speaking for over eight years, and yet, she'd managed to do it. No matter how much her father had begged, and then yelled. No matter how much trouble she would get into at school. No matter how many schools refused to let her return. She'd stayed silent.

It was her promise. Her vow to her mother and brother. And she'd fought hard to keep it. Harder than she'd ever fought before. And yet, where had that gotten her? The inkling of doubt reared its ugly head. Suffering in silence had been so painful, and seemed so right, but had actually gotten her nowhere. Now, her biggest fear, the reason she clung so hard to her silence now, was that she didn't know who she was without it. She couldn't even remember what her voice sounded like. Only her screams. A noise interrupted her racing thoughts. A crunch of gravel.

"H-Haru," Rin's voice was gruff and deep as he pulled away from Isao's trembling form. Isao looked up, eye's puffy and red. Haru was frozen before them, panting slightly and eyes wide.

"Rin," he said, voice giving away nothing.

"Your silent sheep wandered off," Rin ran a hand casually through his hair, "Better keep a closer watch on her." Haru nodded, but remained quiet. Isao looked between the two, wiping her eyes and feeling lightheaded and empty now that the tears had stopped. Finally, Haru cleared his throat.

"Everyone… is worried," he looked at the ground, "About you." Isao wiped at her eyes. "We," he continued, "Would really like for you to come back because…" he hesitated, then looked at her with his bright, sapphire eyes, "We'll take care of you." Isao's eyes widened. "We promise."

"Hold on Haru," Rin crossed his arms, realizing just how close he had been to Isao. "You're gonna leave her with those idiots?" He shook his head sighing. "No way am I letting them look after her." He took a few steps forward. "Your house is that way right?" Isao nodded, not really following the conversation.

"Wait, Rin… what… what are you doing? What exactly are you implying?" Haru asked, voice tighter than normal and looking between him and Isao. Rin looked at him, magenta eyes glinting in the moonlight.

"Well, I don't hate her."

So what did you think? I know it was very short and my writing might be a little rusty after all this time, but I have really enjoyed picking this up again! And I like that I now can play with some fun sparks between the various characters! Rin and Isao seem to have a great affinity for each other, but she and Haru have an unspoken connection of sorts... and yet: RinxHaru will forever be amazing and so totally shipable ;)

Anyway, thank you so much again for reading and please let me know what you think! I apologize again for how late this chapter has come out and I know that I cannot promise consistent uploading, but I will work very hard to get content out while I can! Hopefully, life will calm down a little bit and I can write more and even finish another story that I left off in the middle of my ridiculous year! Cheers to a new year and cheers to anyone going through a hard time! You have my support!

Until next time,

:)