Disclaimer: See previous chaps.
A/N: I'm back! Updates will, sadly, continue to be sporadic due to my now-limited computer access. -sniff- I actually like this one, in all its vagueness. Yay.
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)(Alone)(
"I didn't do it!" Tears pricking blue eyes, throat rubbed raw by stifled sobs.
"Then who the hell did?" Hands balled into fists, far beyond the twitching phase. He's angry; she knows. In eight years he hasn't yelled at her like this. "You're the only one still living with the security pass! How could it not be you?"
"Why does it matter? I thought you loved me!" Angry and hurt and wanting to run into someone's arms. But he's not coming back.
"Maybe I don't, Asuka, maybe I never did." Calm and walking away now, he'll let her cry alone.
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