Vanishing

by cherrubix

I wasn't a good person, I would consider myself more of a villain than a hero. But when I seen this creepy gang of guys corning an innocent girl, I couldn't just stand by and do nothing. If I knew I would end up in Scepter 4's clutches after my "attempted" rescue, I would of rethought my actions.

65. Chapter 65

hello, everyone!(´ ∀ ` *)

it's been quite a while, hasn't it?

i hope you all are well and are taking care of yourselves, and staying as healthy as possible. (^人^)

these times we are living through are very rough, and i know for me personally my mental health has declined because of it. i couldn't have picked a worse time to transfer schools and change my field of study. so much has happened and is still happening, but fortunately it looks like better days are on the way. i'm doing a lot better, and was finally able to shake off the terrible writers block that has been holding me down for such a long time. once i knew i was able to write again, i knew right away i wanted to continue this story first, as this is still my all time favorite story and couple. ❤

writing this made me feel so nostalgic, but it was so refreshing and i felt the most happy i've felt in a while .･ﾟﾟ･(／ω＼)･ﾟﾟ･.

and i had this chapter planned out for a very, very, very long time!

i missed them so much and writing in general. i really hope you enjoy this chapter as much as i enjoyed writing it. i love it so much i actually ended up drawing a scene from it, ahah.

you can check it out on my instagram page at;

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i apologize for any errors there many be, as i only skimmed through this while proof reading because i just didn't want to keep you all waiting any longer than i already have!

thank you so much for reading!

sending you all so much love.

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Light and shadow pass over his form like a dance and more quickly than I can blink. The skyscrapers beyond him act as a mirror against the cobalt blue sky that's adorned with fluffy clouds. His violet eyes behind the sleek lenses of his glasses stare ahead. The subtle tilt of my head makes the cityscape backdrop dismiss and allows for the sky to take over. His lips curve upwards, suddenly.

"What is it?" Reisi inquires, and I straighten up with pursed lips.

"What do you mean?"

"You've been staring at me so profoundly for a while."

"O-Oh."

As I look forward, warmth gathers in my cheeks. I didn't think I was being so obvious, which is essentially an absurd thought. I can't squeeze anything past Reisi. I've never been able to, but somehow it feels even more impossible now. My fingers curl into my skirt as I focus on the back of our driver's head.

"It's nothing…" I whisper.

"Don't you think this is getting old?"

"What?"

"Your lies, Akira. How many more times do I need to inform you that they are futile before it finally clicks?"

There's a sudden weight in my lap, and my eyes widen instantly to see Reisi's head in it. His hand reaches up and cups my cheek with a smile that's so tender. The pad of his thumb glides just below my eye and his stare is coaxing. My heart staggers in my chest and I resist the urge to bring my hand over it.

"Every time we pass by a big building, it makes everything shadowy..." I begin truthfully, and he hums as he awaits more.

He's like a little kid waiting to hear his favorite bedtime story, and I can't help but smile. I move my hand to run my fingers through his velvety tresses. His eyes soften at my touch, and his hand caressing my face slowly falls down against his chest.

"It made your hair look black. But, when the shadows went away your hair was dark blue again. It was happening quickly, kind of like ocean waves… I guess." I quietly finish the reason why I was staring so deeply.

"Keep going." He urges, and I give him a tiny frown.

"But, that's really it."

"Perhaps. However, this man you're describing sounds quite handsome."

"Reisi," I laugh out.

He's being ridiculous, and I don't mind it. It's little moments like these that I really cherish, especially during these times. He's my light in the dark. My whole pirate crew is. Without him and everyone else, I'm sure I would be drifting far away and out of anyone's reach. I lightly trace his jaw line with a faint smile.

"He's the most handsome man I've ever seen." I murmur, my eyelids lowering halfway. "Even though he annoyed me at first, his eyes always drew me in. He put up with all my childish acts, and now he puts up with my temper tantrums. And," I swallow thickly. "Even though I'm much different now, he still stays by my side. For all the things he's done for me... I could never repay him in full."

I focus beyond the window, watching as people walk down the sidewalk while the car we're in rolls down the street. There's a sudden constricting sensation in my chest. All of those people are doing something so simple, and that something has been stripped away from me. Whether I'll be able to do that simple thing again is a mystery to me. Walking. I'm sure I took it for granted.

"That man feels the exact same way." Reisi's mellow voice draws me out of my dismal thoughts.

He sits up and stares in the same direction I am. Although, he's not focused on what is beyond the glass. I can see his reflection oh so clearly staring at me. I look over at him, taking notice of the placid expression he wears.

"But, that man isn't different at all. He's the exact same as when I met him." I affirm, and he chuckles lowly.

"He's much different." He disagrees.

"No, he's not!" I frown deeply at him, crossing my arms over my chest. "You still tease me like crazy, and you've always been really comical even though you look like a serious person."

"I've always been a serious person. However, being 'comical' is something I've never been. You brought out that side of me. Genuine smiles, pleasant laughs, the racing of my heart in my chest, only you are capable of influencing that in me. Such things and as simple as they may be, I cherish them just like how I adore you."

My eyes grow large, and my lashes flutter at my sudden heavy blinks. The way he's looking at me results in my cheeks feeling much warmer than before. Even I can see the vivid pink glow they're giving off. I turn my head away from him quickly.

He smoothly brushes my ponytail aside that was tumbled over my shoulder. I feel cool air rush at my now bare neck, followed by his soft lips that fondle me. My breath hitches instantly, especially when his lips travel in a fine line that leads him to my ear. He lightly bites down on my earlobe in a teasing motion, baiting me to look back at him.

Not even a second after I do, his lips capture my glossed ones. A low sound emits from his throat at the minty flavor spread across them. Both of his hands raise towards my face and pull me closer so he can get a better taste. My shoulders quiver as I hold back a giggle. I lightly tug on the collar of his shirt and he whispers against me. This time I can't hold back my laugh.

"...I wonder if I should have chosen a place more private."

"Crazy Pirate King."

He pulls back and rests his chin where my shoulder meets my neck. We both stare out the window as we arrive in a shopping district that's also full of plenty of places to dine. I'm excited to find out where he's taking me.

Even though we aren't there yet, I'm already having an enjoyable time. Just being away from the hospital and being with him is more than enough to make me feel better than I've ever felt in a long while. I don't want to go back there, but I know that by the end of the day I'll be back in that prison.

A café suddenly catches my eyes. It looks more refined than the others surrounding it. The reason behind that must be that it's newer than the rest. There's a giant sign with a cookie on it, and my eyes gradually widen when the car we're in begins to slow.

"Is this…?" I begin breathlessly, looking over at Reisi. "That cookie dough place you told me about...?"

"It is. We're finally going to try it."

"Reisi!" I cheer happily and in a way that makes him grin.

He climbs out of the car once it comes to a stop. I watch him with a smile, although that smile fades when he opens the trunk. Unconsciously, I lower myself behind the seat as if to hide myself when he pulls out the wheelchair I hate. Some people that walk by spare a glance. I look over at the café that's nearby.

It's so close. I wonder if I could manage taking the needed small number of steps to get to it. That thought suddenly makes it seem so far away. Just like I can't manage it, I can't even bring myself to imagine it. It's hardly possible.

The door I'm looking out of opens. Reisi stands there, crouching down slightly as he holds out his hand to me. His hair becomes ruffled in the early autumn breeze, and that same breeze blasts onto my face. It feels exhilarating. When was the last time I felt a wind this strong?

I place my hand in his bigger one that's so soft. He helps me out of the car and my feet touch the ground. His strong arm holds me against him as he closes the door behind me, then before I know it both of my hands are in his grasp. He's standing on the concrete sidewalk while I'm still on the asphalt road. There's a big curb separating us.

"Do you think you can make it up here?" He asks me, making me meet his eyes.

"I can hardly walk in a straight line." I mutter. "How can I walk up a single step if I can't even do that?"

He lets out a sigh and gives my hands a promising squeeze. I let my gaze fall down to his chest, and his next words make my head drop in utmost shame.

"With a mindset like that, you won't be able to."

I recall the words he spoke to me yesterday—how he told me to be more positive. Yet, here I am and being negative as always. It's hard not to be. Is having a good mindset really all that omnipotent? I try to think of something positive, and think that "I can," but there's a contradicting voice in the back of my mind. At this rate I'm going to be standing here forever.

"If you do this, you'll be able to get cheesecake." Reisi reveals, and I look up at him with parted lips of surprise.

"Cheesecake?" I repeat promptly, and he nods.

"I also hear this place is home to the best cheesecake in Japan."

What comes over me after that is something even I can't say for certain. Greed? Excitement? Pure cravings? Or, is it a mixture of all three? Regardless of what it is, it fuels me to do what I just thought I couldn't.

I bring both of my feet up onto the sidewalk and where Reisi is. His eyes are wide and brimming with astonishment. Before long, they soften into something more affectionate. He brings my hands towards his mouth, gently kissing my knuckles while his eyes hold my own.

"You never cease to amaze me, my Pirate Queen." He says lovingly. "See what you just did?"

"Yes," I whisper with a small nod, something unknown surging within me. "But… I wasn't thinking positive when I did it."

"Maybe not. Even so," He acknowledges, helping me into my wheelchair. "You were motivated."

"Motivation isn't positivity."

"Yes, it is." He shakes his head at that statement, proceeding to push me along. "Motivation is a result of something you feel strongly for—and motivation itself is an inducement to achieve something. In this case, you really wanted cheesecake. That strong want of yours resulted in you accomplishing what you just did. Are you suggesting that isn't positivity?"

"...Not anymore." I whisper in defeat, his brain power blowing me away as always. As if I could argue against that. At my pouting face, he leans down and plants a swift kiss against my cheek.

He wheels me inside, and I instantly take in the picturesque interior. Such warm colors are strewn about, and the hanging lights are so soft and endearing. It's rustic and soothing. The atmosphere is much different in here than it is out there, and it takes me back to a time that I hold dear yet also brings about a heartache. That heartache especially makes itself known when my eyes fall onto a mountain scenery painted across the wall. It somehow looks like the very same mountains me and Reisi ran away to.

"Ah," He sighs out, following my gaze. "That was such an enjoyable time."

"Right…" I murmur, slowly looking back at him. That reminiscing expression on his face results in my cheeks flaring a hot pink. It's not hard at all for me to realize what exactly he's thinking about from back then. "Y-You're…"

"What?" He throws me a suggestive smirk that contrasts greatly against the innocent shine in his violet orbs.

"Dirty…"

"Did you not enjoy it?" He inquires with the smallest head tilt, and I blurt.

"Of course, I did!"

There's a short sound of someone clearing their throat, making the two of us look ahead. I sink into my chair at the sight of a waitress who's looking at us almost uncomfortably, clearly hearing every single word and putting the pieces together.

"Table for two." Reisi informs, prim and proper. The waitress nods with a lopsided smile, leading us towards the back of the café where the booths are. Suddenly, I no longer care that this place is the home to the best cheesecake in Japan.

"I'm not hungry. I want to go home." I mutter, my hands somewhat covering my face. "I just want our bed."

"Eager to relive that moment, aren't you?" Reisi states.

"S-Stop talking! A-And..." My head drops in defeat, and he laughs. "It was on a couch..."

The moment we are seated at our table, I slump against it instead of browsing through the menu. My face still feels warm, and on top of that, I feel fatigued. I peek through my strands of hair and through the shiny window. Many cars are passing by along with strolling people. Gradually, my fingers curl into my clothing as I fight to hold back a yawn.

Reisi must have taken me away from the hospital at least an hour ago, but it feels much longer than that. I slept better than usual last night and hardly did anything at all, so why am I so tired? I can't help but to let out a brief and dry laugh. It doesn't matter how small or simple something is these days. I just don't have the energy for anything anymore.

"Are you tired?" Reisi asks, his hand reaching against the table and settling on top of my head.

My heart drops into the pit of my stomach. For some reason, I can't tell if he sounded disheartened or amused. Regardless of that, I still feel bad. He was looking forward to this day just as much as I was and I'm already faltering.

"Sorry…" I mumble.

"How many times do I need to tell you to stop apologizing?" He inquires, his fingers kneading against my scalp.

My eyelids lower at the tranquilizing sensation. Apologizing really has become a habit of mine, although it's not like I speak them for no reason. He starts to draw his hand away until I reach up and grab onto his wrist.

I slowly push myself up, still holding onto his wrist as I do. I stare at my fingers loosely coiled around him. My grip is weak and not nearly as strong as it used to be. I'm sure a toddler would be able to escape from such a frail grab. I try to make my hold tighter just out of pure curiosity and it's instantly in vain. My thumb doesn't even bend all the way.

As I thought, Reisi frees himself from my grasp with ease. Afterwards, he grabs onto my hand with both of his with a small smile. His violet orbs seem to sparkle as he plays with my fingers.

"You're getting stronger." He states, his words the exact opposite of what I was thinking.

"Really?" I speak almost inaudibly. "It doesn't feel like I am."

"And who's fault is that?"

At that, I tense from head to toe. What he's implying is obvious and something he's been running by me over and over again, which is my pessimistic mindset. I stare down at the tabletop almost shamefully even as he lightly touches my scar.

"How is your thumb?"

"Stupid." I answer him, and he sighs.

"A more thorough answer, please."

"Well, just look at it!"

I point at my involuntarily trembling thumb with my free hand. It does that sometimes like something is contracting inside of it. When I don't use it for a while, it feels more torturously stiff than it already constantly does.

It really is stupid, but I know that's not the answer he was looking for. I let out a fatigued sigh, wondering why I can't just give straight answers anymore. I used to be able to spout anything to him with no qualms or worries. My lower lip develops a slight tremble. Why can't I just be myself again?

"Akira," He speaks my name softly, and I hesitantly meet his eyes.

Instead of seeing traces of worry or anguish in them like I was expecting, they are so calm and warm—like tropical waters amidst a starry night. I become breathless and the smile that's already on his face morphs into something more serene.

"It…" I swallow a bit timidly. "...Feels really stiff. Almost like if I move it too much it'll just snap off. I can't really move it all that well."

"As I thought." He says, making me pout as he feels around my thumb. "Even I can feel the tension."

He already had an idea but still made me say it out loud. Crazy Pirate King. I feel a bit embarrassed. However, I also feel satisfied at having said it. I watch silently as his finger traces over the natural creases in my palm.

"Have you been doing your stretches?" He inquires, and my lips press together. That single action is a good enough answer for him. He shakes his head lightly. "Of course, you haven't."

"I-I've been doing the exercises, though." I stutter out with warm cheeks.

"I'm aware. But, these stretches are supposed to help your hand loosen up." He explains. "They are easily the most important thing you should be doing."

Before I can pathetically defend myself, he suddenly applies pressure at where my thumb attaches to my hand. There's an instant twinge that results in my teeth gritting, and instantly after that twinge there's something more pleasing—an instant release of tensity. It hurts… so good.

I make a soft sound that causes Reisi to chuckle just as softly. He looks over the menu as he massages my hand, and I just sit in a wonderful daze. I focus on nothing but his remedying touch, even closing my eyes to make it more apparent.

"What do you want to eat?" He asks.

"Cheesecake."

"What kind of cheesecake?" He emphasizes with an amused tone.

"All of them." I answer, jokingly of course. "And cookie dough."

"Very well. Did you get that down?"

My eyes fly open and I look to the side, seeing a waitress nodding to herself as she writes down my ludicrous order. She begins gathering the two menus on the table and I shake my head quickly, reaching out to her retreating form.

"W-Wait! That was…!"

"Shh." Reisi shushes me, and I turn to him in an instant.

"I was joking! I can't eat all of that!" I panic, and he merely focuses on my hand once more.

"That's why there's these things called, 'to-go boxes.'"

"Reisi, you crazy pirate..." I mutter with puffed out cheeks, somewhat glaring at him.

I'm sure this is going to cost a fortune and that makes me feel like a burden. However, there is another part of me that's excited at being surrounded by my favorite dessert. It's been such a long time since I've had cheesecake.

"You talk as if you're bothered, but you look as happy as ever." He says, and that's when I become aware of the giant grin on my face.

"Well, I'm about to eat many cheesecakes with the most handsome man in the word." I give a small shrug, feeling my cheeks grow warm. "I'm really happy right now. But," My lips downturn. "How can I repay you for all this money you're about to spend?"

He doesn't utter a word. He merely stares at me with his beautiful violet eyes. The warmth in my cheeks grow, and I quickly avert my gaze to my lap. I fiddle with the folds of my skirt, trying to distract myself from his spellbinding gaze. He's making me embarrassed. Yet, there's also a sense of familiarity. I feel all… tingly.

"You can repay me," He begins, gently kissing my knuckles. "Just like this."

"By letting you kiss my hand?" I tilt my head slightly with furrowed brows, and he lets out a low laugh. "Reisi!"

I drag out his name with a pout, leaning forward with a begging stare. He laughs some more, although that laugh fades much too quickly. His perfectly shaped lips have a subtle upward curve, and there's something nostalgic about the expression on his face. It makes me perturbed somehow. I start to reach out towards him.

"Reisi…?"

The moment I speak, he stands up and walks over to my side of the table. He moves my wheelchair aside so he can seat himself in the cushioned booth next to me. Instantly afterwards, I get a face full of his chest when he holds onto me tightly before I can say anything at all. The pleasant scent that is just him travels up my nostrils and his breath tickles my neck, all while his hand settles over the back of my head.

I slowly begin to frown. Did I upset him somehow? I think over everything I did moments before and my eyelids lower. I'm not sure. Everything I do and think these days upsets him somehow.

"Sorry." He suddenly apologizes, catching me entirely off guard. "It's just been far too long since I've seen you like this."

My eyes fly open and breathing becomes a mystery. That sense of familiarity I felt along with that tingly feeling, and my actions and words on top of that… that was me. I feel lighter at that realization and so relieved. But, I'm sure that doesn't compare to what Reisi's feeling.

I really did put him through so much. Just how many hours has he spent worrying over me? I know that answer is far too many. It seems like all I have ever done was cause him trouble. Yet, there's something much more profound that almost overshadows that. That something is weaved into his voice.

Just as I start to think of what I should say next, I shake my head. I'm tired of thinking. That's all I ever do these days. I just want to be with him and not worry about anything else. At least, just for this moment.

"Since you came to my side of the table, I'm not letting you leave now." I say with a grin, bringing my arms around his neck. "You're staying right here. The Pirate Queen demands it."

"Oh?" Reisi pulls back with a jubilant expression that makes me melt. "If my Queen demands it, I guess I have no choice."

"Darn right." I nod instantly, kissing his cheek afterwards.

He moves so he's sitting right beside me, and I happily lean into his side. His warmth comforts me like nothing else, and when he brings his arm around me I feel as if I can sleep right here and now. I hold my hand up in front of his face and gaze at him in a pleading manner. He reads me effortlessly and begins that painfully incredible hand massage once more.

"I'm spoiled." I murmur, sighing aloud in content.

"And spoiling you is one of my favorite things to do." He says.

I laugh softly at that, lowering my eyelids as I focus on the sound of the organ in his chest, and just how his strong muscles make the best pillow. The rise and fall of his chest, how his chin rests atop my head, and the sensation of his fingers against my hand. Warmth gathers in my cheeks as I take in these small things that take up the biggest place in my heart.

It surprisingly doesn't take much longer for our hefty order to arrive. Before long, the table before us is completely covered with countless cheesecakes. Excitement bubbles up within me and I bring my hands together, trying to figure out where to possibly start. I'm in cheesecake paradise.

"Where would you like the start?" Reisi asks with an affectionate smile.

"Um…" I ponder aloud, and just as my eyes land on a cheesecake topped with neatly sliced bananas. "Right there!"

"Very well."

Reisi grabs a hold of a silvery fork. I watch as he precisely cuts into the cake. The cake already looked amazing, but just how unbelievably creamy it is makes itself known as a result of his actions. He holds the cake covered silverware to my lips so I can take a bite and I do so instantly.

The sweetness spreads across my tongue and lights something within me. Hearts form in my eyes and I bring my hands over my cheeks that hurt due to my growing smile. I've never had cheesecake as good as this. It makes my love for it grow more and more.

"It's so good!" I harmonize, and Reisi laughs.

I take the fork from him which makes his eyes widen a notch. Afterwards, I cut into that same cheesecake and hold the fork out to him. His violet orbs stare into my own, surprised.

"Now you try!" I chirp, and he smiles beautifully.

He leans forward with an open mouth, accepting my offering. I watch as he swallows and wait for a reaction of any kind. He lets out a low sound of content and even nods his head in approval. I giggle stupidly.

"Why haven't we come here sooner?" He jokes although the answer is obvious. Perhaps the answer is so obvious that he's not even looking for one, yet I say what I believe it to be naturally

"Because," I begin, handing the fork back over to him. "There were a lot of people who didn't want us too. They managed to damage our ship really badly to the point it'll never be how it was before. There are many scars. But," My lips curve upwards. "We're healing."

"Yes," Reisi brushes my hair back and presses his lips against my forehead. "We are."

We delve into more delectable cakes after that, eating as much as we can in complete bliss. Well, I know for a fact that I am. Reisi's not eating nearly as much as me and seems to gain more enjoyment just by watching me. However, the peak of his enjoyment arrives when I stuff myself full and fall over into his lap.

I bring my hands over my full stomach and let out a satisfied breath. Reisi plays with my ponytail as our leftovers are placed into to-go boxes. My eyelids raise just enough so I can see his softly smiling face. I really love that peaceful expression.

"Are we going to go home now?" I ask through a yawn.

"Is that what you want?" His head tilts ever so slightly.

I hum as I think over that inquiry. It is true that I'm terribly homesick, and it's even more true that I wouldn't mind taking a nap after eating so much. Although, if I were to sleep now, this day would come to an end. I don't want it to end or this familiarity to fade away. I would very much like for this moment to carry on forever and ever.

"No." I say, and the way his lips suddenly part gives away that he wasn't expecting that. "I want to stay with you and explore even more places."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course, I am." I sit up, pouting at him. "I really want to stay with you."

"I know that." He murmurs, reaching out and caressing my cheek. "I just don't want you to become overwhelmed. After all, this is your first time out and about like this in months."

"Months?" I murmur, looking at the ceiling in thought.

It was during the cold season when that incident happened. When I was finally able to wake up that season was over, but now it's approaching again. I guess it really has been that long. That fact makes me feel a bit dismal and I shake my head.

"It doesn't matter." I declare. "Isn't that the perfect reason why we should continue? Besides, as long as I'm with you," I lightly scratch at my tinted cheek. "I don't think I'll become overwhelmed. Because, you're my strength."

"Akira."

"Hm?" I meet his warmhearted gaze.

His hand falls away from my face and he stands. My head inclines to the side while my brows furrow confusion. For a split second, I can't read him at all. Although he's looking at me with that same lovable look, it's different. He seems so far away.

"You're much stronger than I am." He states, and my breath gets caught in my throat. He holds his hand out to me. "I can only dream of being as strong as you."

"That's not true—"

"I thought I was always right?" He cuts me off with a smirk.

"Well," I frown, swatting his offered hand aside. "This time, you're wrong!"

His eyes enlarge and he's forced to take a step back when I launched myself into him. Instinctively, his arms coil around my waist to stabilize me. His glasses become crooked on his face and it's like he's in a daze as he stares ahead. I bring my arms around his neck, my fingers getting lost in his navy tresses as I hold on to him tight.

I get what he's saying, I truly do. He wants me to know that I'm perfectly strong on my own and without him. But, if it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have made it this far. Just his existence alone is my guiding light. There's no way in the world I could simply forget everything he's done for me or take all the credit.

"You're wrong." I repeat again, pecking his cheek with a full out grin following afterwards. "Reisi Munakata, I can't even dream of being as strong as you. Even back in my prime…" I laugh stupidly. "You would still be able to crush me in arm wrestling."

He lets out a genuine laugh that's so pleasing to listen to. It really makes me feel all warm and giddy inside. My already large smile grows in size when his hold on me tightens. With swift movements, he lifts me up and spins me around, holding me bridal style as he walks me towards the door. He nuzzles his face against mine.

"I love you." He says in a low tone, and I snuggle against his chest.

"I love you, too."

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There are boxes and boxes of cheesecakes in the backseat, and as the car rolls down the street there are more and more people. I peer out the window curiously. Everyone looks really happy and excited.

"Is there an event going on or something?" I inquire, feeling Reisi move closer to me so he can gaze out the window too.

"It seems like it." He states, frowning a bit for some unknown reason. "I wonder if it's at the pier. Which would be…" He sighs. "Quite unfortunate."

At that, I look over at him with pursed lips. He looks disappointed and I smile knowingly. Was he going to take me to the pier? That sounds really nice. It's been a while since I looked at the glistening blue ocean. Perhaps there will be a lot of people there, but I don't mind a crowd. I open my mouth to speak, only to close it once the pier comes into view.

It was obvious the pier was going to be full of many people, but actually seeing it makes it even more evident. There is a giant ferris wheel that's spinning slowly, and even spiraling roller coasters. It's a whole amusement park, but not just any amusement park. My eyes catch sight of an autumn banner. It's an autumn festival.

"Oh…" I whisper, running my hands over my skirt. "Does it have to do with it being the first day of autumn?"

"Yes." Reisi confirms, using my shoulder as a head rest. "I can't believe an event like this slipped my mind. We can go somewhere else—"

"No!" I quickly say, resulting in him sitting up in surprise. I reach up and take his face into my hands.

He had today planned. He wanted to surprise me with his plans, and he was looking forward to today so much. Perhaps I was skeptical about today at first due to my condition and doubts, but I really am having so much fun. I want to see just exactly what he had planned even though there are now obstacles in the way.

"It's okay. Let's just act like it's not even there." I declare. He reaches up, his hands moving over my own with a smile.

"That's an impossible suggestion." He affirms, and I stick my tongue out.

"Probably. But, I really want to see what you had planned for me. Even though roller coasters and rides aren't ideal for me right now, and despite the huge crowd, maybe there's some good food there. And maybe…"

I trail off, my eyes zoning in on a little girl walking with presumably her parents. She's holding a dolphin plush that's three times her size. It's a pretty pink color. I unconsciously lean closer. Did she get that from the amusement park just ahead?

"Maybe there's prizes…" I finish in awe, and he follows my gaze with a laugh.

"Very well. We'll stick around," He begins, taking advantage of our close proximity to steal a kiss before finishing. "For the prizes."

Our car pulls off to the side of the road to let us out. Reisi gets my wheelchair ready before opening the door for me. He holds his hand out like a proper gentleman just like earlier. I place my hand in his with a smile, letting him help me out.

I look down, seeing there is a curb separating us once again. However, it's the least of my concerns this time around. I walk up that single step, and Reisi smiles when I even take a couple more steps to close the gap between us. He releases my hands and I move them so they rest over his chest. His lips part to speak until a familiar voice sounds out.

"Typhoon Queen! You were walking!"

"Way to go, Seal!"

With a surprised sound, I look over to see Dōmyōji and Hidaka standing close by. They are waving with a grin and I blink a few times. There are even more familiar faces and I can't help drawing in a deep breath. My whole Pirate Crew is here. I wonder why for a short moment, but it ultimately doesn't matter. I'm more than happy to see them.

"Guys—!" I start to cheer, my feet moving on their own. I probably take a maximum of five swift steps before my knees start to quiver and buckle. Reisi grabs a hold of me quickly before I fall.

"Be careful." He tells me, helping me stand upright. Although there is obvious worry in his tone, when I look over at his face he appears so content. However, that happiness fades when he looks ahead at the Pirate Crew. Everyone grows stiff under his stern gaze.

"H-Hey, Captain!" Dōmyōji stutters out nervously, shifting his weight from side to side. "We were just…" He desperately looks over at everyone else. "Uh…"

"Patrolling!" Daiki finishes, and Reisi's eyes narrow severely.

"Patrolling without your uniforms and sabers?" Reisi inquires in a low and dangerous tone, and they start sweating. I look between them and Reisi's irked face, my head tilting in confusion. What's the big deal?

"I-I know you said not to come, but we are really excited—Ack!" Dōmyōji yelps, being cut off by a punch from Benzai.

"We just wanted to see Akira." Akiyama jumps in calmly, and everyone nods.

"Y-Yeah! It's really been a while and we missed her a lot!" Enomoto stutters out with lightly tinted cheeks.

"Extremely." Kamo adds on.

"You idiots are making yourselves even more suspicious…" Fushimi sighs, clicking his tongue and looking off to the side. "Can I leave now?"

Reisi lets out the heaviest sigh and adjusts his glasses, his eyelids lowering just as they glow brightly. I continue to look back and forth between my Pirate King and Crew before grinning widely. I push off of Reisi and launch myself towards the person closest to me.

"Fushimi~!" I cry out happily.

"I-Idiot! What are you doing?!" He barks out as I latch onto him with a laugh. He instinctively grabs onto me since I can no longer hold myself upright, and everyone suddenly runs towards us. "S-Stop!"

"Group hug~!" Dōmyōji cheers.

"Aw, you crazy Seal!" Hidaka coos as everyone crowds around and embraces. "We missed you!"

"Guys, be gentle!" Akiyama warns, and Gotō nods in agreement to that while pointing at Reisi.

"And…" He trails off when Reisi comes tramping over.

He pries them off me one by one, and Dōmyōji lets out a dramatic squeak as he rolls across the ground. I laugh when Reisi frees me from the many bodies and holds onto me tight. I grab onto his shirt, burying my face in his chest as I helplessly giggle.

"It's okay, Reisi." I laugh out as I begin to peer up at him.

It's quite obvious to me that Reisi wanted to spend the day with just me alone. Perhaps I wanted that too, but even though we have unexpected extra guests, it isn't a bad thing. Not at all. It makes even more familiarity wash over me. It really does feel like old times. The organ in my chest swells considerably.

We're all together again.

"It's okay." I repeat, reaching up and caressing his face. "Let's all have fun together."

That annoyed glint in his eyes slowly begins to fade as he stares at me. It doesn't go away entirely, but he sighs as if he's been defeated. The smallest of smiles slowly starts to make its way onto his face.

"You know that I can't say no when you look at me like that." He whispers, and I simply pucker my lips. Just as he leans down to kiss me, Dōmyōji springs out his feet with a loud cheer.

"You're the best, Typhoon Queen~!"

And Reisi becomes irritated once again.

•○●○•

"Oh! Look at that rollercoaster!" Dōmyōji hops in place, pointing at the large and swirling structure as we travel along the pier. "Wanna ride that?"

"Yeah!" Hidaka grins and looks back at me. "How about it, Akira?"

"No." Reisi answers for me, and all I can do is offer them an apologetic smile.

I don't speak against that due to the fact that Reisi's right. I shouldn't be riding such rides. My body as it is now can't handle it. I wouldn't be able to support myself and I'm sure motion sickness would show me absolutely no mercy. Now that I really think about it, this is the absolute worst place for me to be. There are so many people and so many things around that I can't do.

"You guys can go ahead. I'll watch." I wave at them, watching as they run off and drag poor Fushimi with them.

I lose sight of them almost instantly with the huge crowd and lower my hand. Despite the chilly weather, sweat trickles down my face. Many voices blend together, and many more figures walk by. They all tower over myself that is confined in a wheelchair. Some even glance at me and innocent children point. It makes me feel on edge. Seagulls fly overhead, their size being similar to a certain green parrot and making shadows dance across me.

"I knew this was a bad idea." Reisi suddenly speaks up, wheeling me off to the side where fewer people are.

"Huh?" I stupidly utter.

"It's easy for me to see that you're overwhelmed."

My eyes drift downward and focus on my tightly clasped hands. I let out a heavy breath when I see how my fingers are trembling. It really is obvious. I can't lie anymore either. I felt so hopeful that things would be alright, but now that I'm here it's overwhelming. It's a crushing sensation that I can't ignore. I feel claustrophobic and it makes me squeeze my eyes shut.

"I-I don't know what I was thinking." I admit, bringing my hand over my face and disheveling my bangs.

"We can leave." He says instantly, and I shake my head.

"But, that's even more embarrassing." I breathe out in my jittery voice. "I just need some air."

It's only afterwards when I realize how strange of a need that is. I'm outside where plenty of fresh air resides, yet I feel trapped elsewhere. It's frustrating. Once again, dark thoughts are trying to engulf me. It's an endless loop I'm trapped in and I'm so tired of it. I keep going back and forth, wavering constantly.

Screams merge together along with laughter, smells start to expand and I'm suddenly holding my breath. The sun shining through my eyelids makes everything appear red. When I cover my face even more, everything's black. I really should have listened to Reisi and just had him take me somewhere else.

"Here," Reisi's soft voice is suddenly all I can hear.

His hands move beneath my arms and gently lift me out of my chair so that I'm standing. He then grabs onto my hands and places them atop something cold with his over mine. His presence next to me is strong and he whispers.

"Open your eyes."

My eyelids raise at a slow pace, zoning in on the metal railing I'm gripping. Afterwards I take notice of the turquoise water that's rippling below. It's so clear that I can see the white sand at the bottom, along with scattered seashells. The sunlight that's causing it to glisten is almost blinding. I just stare with parted lips, mesmerized. Reisi tucks some strands of hair behind my ear.

"Just breathe." He tells me with a smile, and I look over at him in a daze. "Take all the time you need."

I haltingly nod and look back at the sparkling water below. The smell of salt becomes apparent along with the sound of the waves crashing against the poles, and even the feel of the wind blowing my hair about. I draw in a deep breath and slump forward, relieved as everything else that's behind me fades away.

"I should've listened to you." I admit, straightening up and gazing at the horizon line. "...Sorry."

"Enough with the apologies." Reisi lets out a low chuckle, staring out at the ocean with me. "Perhaps you tried to take on too much at once, but the fact that you were willing is an accomplishment of its own."

"I guess." I mutter, leaning against him. "I just wish I could do more."

"You've already done so much." He smiles while bringing his arm around me. "And you will continue to do more. You just need to take it one step at a time."

"I'm getting impatient." I say, and he hums in acknowledgement. "I want to be able to do simple things like this again. I'm tired of needing help all of the time. I wish that I…" My voice cracks. "Would stop trying to convince myself that impossible things are possible."

"What do you mean?" He inquires, rubbing at my back.

"Taki said it before." I reveal, and he stiffens. "And he was right. I always blind myself to the reality of things through my own wishful thinking."

Silence hovers between us instantly afterwards. It feels so suffocating, but when I look over and see Reisi's content face that feeling fades. The sudden breeze ruffles up his hair and his violet eyes shine beautifully. I swallow thickly.

"And what are you wishing right now?" He asks me, cupping my cheek.

"That I wasn't so naive back then and that I was more capable." I answer instantly in a serious tone, gazing at him strongly. "I wish that what happened to me didn't happen."

"I wish the latter as well. But, do you truly think you weren't capable? That you were too naive?" He questions further with a smile. "Why do you think of yourself as weak when you are exactly the opposite? Don't you realize none of this would have been possible without you?"

"What are you saying?" I whisper with a tremor.

He smoothly pulls away from me. I watch as he looks outwards towards the ocean with his reminiscing violet orbs. His attire becomes ruffled in the ocean breeze, and even as he turns around to take in all of the people.

"That day, you were the only one who didn't hesitate even though all odds were against us." He begins and I slowly face him.

That smile on his face is wistful, and when he meets my eyes he appears so indebted. My chest tightens and I raise my hand over it, my fingers curling around my necklace. What is he saying?

"It was a situation that seemed impossible to overturn, but your actions made it possible." He continues on. "I had made grave mistakes that day by leaving you behind and not having faith in my clansmen. I acted recklessly and had essentially given up. I was ready to accept my supposed fate, but you came along and changed the fate of not just me, but the entire world. Look around you, Akira."

He gestures around us, and I look intently. There are many people of different kinds. There are so many emotions and so many activities. Every single color in existence is present, and when I look up I see birds perched on top of stands. Somewhere nearby a dog is barking, and down below there are fish swimming. Not too far off, my Pirate Crew is about to climb upon rides and purchase food. It's a lively scene.

"If it weren't for you, I would have died that day." He states, and I look back at him quickly. "The Gray King would have done away with me, then he would've teamed up with the Green King and taken down the Silver King after the Red King exhausted her power. Everything would have been compromised and the world would have fallen into disorder. You were the most vital card that day. Don't you remember what you did? Now that I think about it, I don't think I have even properly thanked you for everything you've done. You've been thanking me this entire time when I should be the one thanking you."

"H-Hey…" I reach out towards him when he takes a step back.

A lump forms in my throat when he becomes out of my reach. He hands glue themselves to his side and he bows lowly in the most grateful manner. My facial features tremble and I shake my head.

"Thank you for everything you've done, Akira." He speaks sincerely. "I could never repay you for all the sacrifices you've made, or for the amount of trouble, pain, and grief I have caused you. And for that, I am truly sorry."

"R-Reisi stop it!" I take steps closer to him, bringing my hands down onto his shoulders as moisture swirls within my eyes. "A King shouldn't be bowing like this."

"Of course he should." He peeks up at me with a smile. "Especially when the person he's bowing to is his beloved Queen, along with the fact that I genuinely feel this way."

I stare down at him helplessly, my fingers knotting into his shirt. His words and actions are hard to process. I look skywards and bit down on my lower lip, trying not to think about that day.

"The sky was blue, just like this." Reisi continues once again, straightening up and resulting in my hands falling away from him.

"Seriously, what are you doing?" I whisper feebly, the blue sky before me altering red. I bring my hand over my midsection as the memory of pain hits me full force. "You know that I don't like to think about that day. Please, stop it."

"You say that because you only think about what happened to you and choose to ignore all the incredible things you've done." He argues, and I glare at him fiercely.

"I don't choose to ignore it!" I yell at him. "Those things don't even come close to comparing to what happened to me! What I did wasn't enough! Why don't you try getting a spear shoved right through your gut by your own brother!"

"You need to stop tying everything back to that moment." Reisi's eyes narrow. "This is exactly what I mean. You remember everything else, but you ignore it. Why do you act like what you've done wasn't enough when it was more than that?"

"Because it hurt and I ended up like this!"

"I know that it hurt, and I know that you are frustrated." He shakes his head. "However, that is not the reason. At this point the only thing holding you back is yourself."

"That's not true." I bite out.

"It is." He disagrees. "You've been keeping yourself rooted down to that single moment and contradicting everything else. You're in denial."

"You're pissing me off, Reisi." I turn away from him, gripping the railing tightly. "Go away."

"I don't understand why you're pissed at me when you said it yourself."

"I didn't say—!" I start to yell until his voice overpowers mine.

"I asked you just moments ago what you wished for. Those wishes didn't have anything to do with the present or future. You're wishing that you could change the past and you of all people should know that isn't possible."

•

"Denial of the past is denial of the present."

•

My breath hitches instantly and my body becomes rigid. Everything becomes a warped red and I quiver. Just like that, I feel like I'm encased in a block of ice. Goosebumps sprout up all over my skin and not a single word can form upon my tongue. My teeth grit and the glistening trails that leak from my eyes mix with the water below.

It hurts more than anything else. I've never felt like this before. I'm living a way of life that I despised before—the same life I scolded my own family for. I acted so selfishly and I'm doing that even now.

"And now you're not saying anything because you know that I'm right." Reisi goes on, and my knuckles turn white from my tightening grip. "You keep focusing on that single moment, and because of that you're still suffering from it. You keep wishing you could change what happened instead of accepting it. You have trapped yourself."

"I have accepted it."

"You haven't." He rebukes, and my eyelids clamp together. "As you are now is proof of that. Everyone can see it. You were capable back then and you're even more capable now. No one is stopping you from walking again and doing daily tasks. You're becoming your own worst enemy. But, I promise you," He reaches outwards and the pad of his thumb wipes away my tears. "Once you accept it you will be so surprised at how much you can do."

I look over at him with a painfully tightened jaw. He stares right back at me unwaveringly, not regretting a single thing. He's standing firm in everything, and he should. He's right and I'm so clueless. I reach up and grab onto his wrist, pulling his hand away from my face.

I really thought that I did accept it. I broke free from Taki's ghost and even went to the extremes of seeing him face to face to make that happen. My mindset isn't great right now. I know that. I know even better what happened to me. I don't understand. How do I accept it?

"Let me ask you something." Reisi speaks once again, coaxing me to meet his gaze. "Do you regret your actions that day?"

"Of course, I don't!" I answer hurriedly, shaking my head harshly enough to make my ponytail thrash.

"And why don't you?"

"Because—!"

My breath gets caught in my throat and my irises shrink. I find myself experiencing a moment of déja vu, and also the sheer recognition of what I've been overlooking this entire time. The wind picks up and my eyelids gradually lower, blocking out the dancing shadows of seagulls overhead. I slump against the railing, bringing my hands up and over my face.

"Because?" He urges me to continue, bringing about a sense of familiarity. He has done this to me before and he knows it. My lower lip trembles.

"B-Because you're here…" I answer, feeling his hands settle upon my shoulders. I hear Fushimi's distant curses and Dōmyōji's laughter. "Because they're h-here…" The sound of children's laughter follows. "Because e-everyone's here…!"

"And who do we have to thank for that?" Reisi whispers in my ear as his thumbs rub circles against my back. "Don't just think back to that day, but the days before. From the moment we met till now." His lips graze against the top of my head. "Why are we here together like this?"

"...M-Me?"

"Say it more confidently."

I bring both of my feet up onto the lower bar of the railing and lean forward, resulting in Reisi's touch to fall away. My eyes fly open as I peer ahead, the wind blowing my tears outwards along with my hair. I draw in the deepest breath possible before screaming at the top of my lungs.

"Me!" My voice echoes loudly as I drag that single word out for as long as possible. It hurts my throat and takes all of my breath away. My insides rattle and I'm sure if the amusement park wasn't already full of high-pitched screams, people would be looking at me like I'm insane. But, perhaps I am just that.

I'm not myself, and I will never be like how I was before. Everyone has been hinting at it. Seri compared the past me to a bud this morning, while saying the current me is in full bloom. I really did vanish, and I would do it all over again.

A large wave crashes against the pier and droplets erupt. They tickle my face and I hunch forward, my own laughter overpowering my scream. I squint at the sudden brightness from the sun's light reflecting off of those salty beads, tilting my head back as I feel so much lighter.

I look over my shoulder, seeing Reisi staring at me with his sparkling eyes and an equally bright smile. He saved me again. His shoulders quiver, looking as if he wants to laugh. That laughter erupts when I look back out at sea and yell again.

"Reisi, I love you!"

His laughter grows just a hint louder as he grows closer. In little to no time at all, he closes the gap between us by bringing his arms around my waist from behind. I can feel his breath travel through the fabric and my clothing as he buries his face between my shoulder blades. There is a comfortable silence between us for a mere few seconds before I inquire.

"Are you satisfied?" I speak softly, bringing my hand up to wipe at my damp lashes.

"That's a question you should be asking yourself." He responds with ease.

He lifts me off the railing and makes it so my feet are flat on the ground. I'm facing him, and he has me caged between his arms with the rail behind me. I look up into his violet eyes, smiling in a way that could almost be described as brokenhearted. How is it that I feel just as happy as I am sad?

"Yeah." I nod with a whisper. "I am."

The ocean just behind me sounds gentle now despite the earlier crashing wave. Reisi brings both of his hands towards my face, his thumbs brushing against my lower lashes and swiping my tears away. His lips curve upwards.

"You're a beautiful mess." He tells me, making me smile. "How is it that I somehow love you even more?"

My brows quiver and I let out a sound that could pass as either a sob or laugh. I'm wondering the same thing, only it's the other way around. How is it that he grows more and more bewitching to me? Whether he's making me mad, lecturing me, or making me laugh, there's just something about him that I adore so much.

"It's because you're crazy, remember?" I answer as he leans closer.

"Of course." His eyes glint at that. "However, you were always the crazier one."

His lips brush against mine slowly, as soft as a feature stroke. There's no hurry or rush, just a tenderness that swallows me whole. If I felt light earlier, now I feel weightless. I rest against him as my lips respond to the fondling of his own.

"I don't think this was a bad idea." I say only when we pull away. "Coming here."

"I don't think so either." He agrees. "Perhaps I did at first, but seeing you like this now, I don't think it could have happened anywhere else."

"So then," I can't help but to smile smugly. "You were wrong."

Surprise crosses his features before utmost amusement. He lets out a low chuckle and tucks some strands of loose hair behind my ear.

"It would seem so. My," He rests his forehead where my neck meets my shoulder. "How unexpected."

I bring my arms around him, my fingers gripping at his clothing intensely enough to cause wrinkles. His arms coil around me too in such a loving manner. I'm about to close my eyes to soak in this moment until a glimpse of orange high above catches my attention.

I can see Dōmyōji aboard a roller coaster with an excited Hidaka seated next to him, and with Fushimi who looks as if he's trying to jump out. I wonder how exactly they managed to drag him onto that ride. The cart they are in is nearing the top of the slope.

"Are you feeling better?" Reisi's voice reaches out to me.

"Better?" I repeat in confusion. It's only when I meet his gaze when I realize just what he's referring to—which is how I was feeling overwhelmed earlier. "Yeah. I am."

"Then, what would you like to do now?"

At that, I look up just in time to see the roller coaster cart my pirate crew are seated in traveling quickly down the ramp. My lips curve upwards slightly, and I turn my attention over to a nearby booth. There are many giant plushies within it just waiting to be won. After all, isn't that why we agreed to give this place a chance?

"I want to win that pink dolphin plush." I announce, and he smiles.

"Very well."

He turns away from me to bring my wheelchair closer so I can sit. While he does that with his back facing me, I take steps on my own towards the carnival booth I want to take on. As if sensing my departure, he turns to me quickly and in a panic.

"Akira—" He starts to say until I laugh, bringing my hand over my mouth as I do.

I realized this before and it's hitting me again now. He's spent so long worrying about me. I caused him so much pain in my actions and words over the past few months, or perhaps I should say almost a year. A year I spent clinging to the past and anchoring myself down. I was so blinded, and he helped me see again.

"It's not that far of a walk." I say before lowering my eyelids. Bringing my hand over my chest while folding my other arm behind my back, I bow to him gratefully much like he has done for me. "Thank you, Reisi."

He doesn't respond with words, but I do hear his low laugh clearly despite the other sounds circling around. That's more than enough to result in my lips curving upwards further. It doesn't take long at all for his shoes to enter my line of sight.

"Perhaps I would let you walk if you didn't look like you were struggling to stay upright." He says, and he's right. Even I can see the trembling in my legs. He gives me no time at all to react as he sweeps me up into his arms. I habitually bring my arms around his neck as he walks off with me bridal style.

I giggle at his actions, burying my face in the crook of his neck and not being able to prevent myself from planting a soft kiss there. My gaze focuses past his blue strands of hair and towards where I was standing before.

My wheelchair remains where we left it, alone and out of place. Pigeons are already swooping down like a vulture would for lifeless prey. For a split second, I can almost swear I see myself still standing there—as hazy as a dream. It's almost like some kind of omen. Whether that's a good or bad thing, I'm not sure. I end up looking away,

And not once do I look back.

I won't look back anymore. I will try not to anchor myself down. From here on out, the present is where I'll be. My mind will be free. Inside of me will no longer be dark. I'm sure there will be many sunny days lingering ahead, and I know now that those good days will be because of me.

I don't know how many booths me and Reisi end up visiting. I lose count after ten. He earns higher scores than me every single time, and when he lets me win out of pity I get mad. They are simple games and nothing too complex. He laughs a lot and so do I. We must look ridiculous to people, especially when I am able to clutch my new dolphin plush that is two times my size while Reisi carries me around. I wonder how he can even see where he's going.

We eat so many snacks and sit down to watch whenever my Pirate Crew decides to bear the burden of riding intense roller coasters. I'm sure Dōmyōji throws up at least three times, and yet he doesn't stop. It's oddly inspiring, and even more oddly they keep their distance from us. Fushimi sneaks off somewhere out of sight while everyone else just enjoys themselves, almost like nothing else matters but the moment they are living in right now.

Before I know it everything starts to blur together. Smiles, laughs, prism specks from the sun along with the rolling clouds. I'm sitting down somewhere on this pier and can just barely make out the sensation of Reisi's hands gliding across my forehead as he pushes my bangs back, whispering;

"My endless love."

•○●○•

The sky has morphed into a dark indigo color, the horizon line out towards the ocean being a striking tangerine. Stars are beginning to appear one by one, twinkling brightly and visible despite the colorful city lights nearby. Reisi pauses in his walk just to take a moment to appreciate the sight. He wishes a certain someone was able to take this sight in as well, but he's not so desperate enough to disturb her.

He hears the most adorable groan and looks down at Akira. She's hugging that enormous pink dolphin plush against her chest, lying on her side in the reclining wheelchair he was just pushing her along in. She's sleeping so peacefully and thoroughly drained from everything she has done today. He's sure that she didn't even realize that she was falling asleep.

A smile tugs at his lips as he begins walking again. He wheels her down the handicap ramp that exits the pier while many people hurry in the direction he is coming from. There is a fireworks show about to start soon, and he would like to leave before the loud sounds rouse Akira from her sleep.

He can't help but to glance at her every now and then, a warmth gathering in his chest each and every time along with the release of worry and anguish he has felt for so long. The day he had planned out didn't go exactly how he had expected, but it resulted in an outcome that he didn't think he would see so soon. Today really was such a huge steppingstone for her, and he couldn't be more proud of her.

She has overcome and conquered so much, and he knows that she will only continue to do so. He knows that it was far from easy, and he knows that he was harsh earlier, but he doesn't regret a thing. He knows even better that she won't be exactly the same as before, and he's fine with that.

No matter what state she's in, no matter how she may appear, nothing can change the fact that she is his beloved Akira—the woman that he just can't stop loving. Her dedication and strength, her smile and entrancing laugh, every little thing about her reels him in deeper and deeper. Today has made him fall hopelessly deep. He wants to continue to spend many more days with her.

He glances down at her yet again and just in time to see her eyelids slowly raise. Her bright lilac orbs seem to glow in this prismatic evening. She blinks twice as if she's still trapped within a dream. He's sure that she stirred from the concrete walkway he is now pushing her down that has a crease every now and then. It's unfortunate as he really did try to keep her chair as steady as possible.

"...I fell asleep." She murmurs groggily, sounding disappointed.

"You did." He confirms with a soft smile, wondering how she could be disappointed after the long day she succeeded to make it through.

"S-Sorry…" She speaks through a yawn, and he shakes his head in mild amusement. He has heard far too many apologies from her, and this one may be the most meaningless one.

"There is nothing to apologize for." He begins softly. "You've done more today than what you have done in weeks combined. Isn't it only natural you would be tired?"

"...Yeah," She admits with a small smile, turning over so she's facing the ocean that's not far off at all. "Are you taking me back to the hospital?"

"I am." He nods, and he's stunned to see no signs of annoyance coming from her like he's used to seeing when mentioning that place. His gaze softens and he leans forward against her chair as he walks, lightly kissing the top of her head. "You need to get back and rest. You have physical therapy bright and early tomorrow."

"Right," She murmurs in remembrance, a small smile on her face as she lets out a laugh that's as soft as wind chimes. "I'm kind of curious about how I will do tomorrow."

"I'm sure there is nothing to be worried about."

"Mhm," She nods, sitting up slightly and staring off towards the ocean with a glowing expression. "I just need to live in the moment."

Reisi subconsciously finds his pace slowing down. There is a pang in his chest, a fervor sensation. The things that haunted her and her past, she seems to have let it all go and so quickly at that. He feels as if he should do the same—to live in this moment. This moment in particular, he doesn't want it to—

"I don't want this moment to end yet." Akira says, stealing the words straight from his thoughts. "Reisi," She turns and faces him with a smile. "Can we go towards the water? I want to see it with you."

The sound of her rolling chair fades away as he stops at her words. He stares into her sparkling eyes, feeling pieces within him that he wasn't even aware he was missing fill in. It's as if he's higher than the crescent moon over their heads. That expression she wears is the same emotion that she used to wear, but it portrays itself so differently.

It's at this moment that he decides that he doesn't want to wait anymore. He's tired of waiting for something he longed for. He's no longer concerned over holding everything back just for a perfect moment. The organ in his chest is pounding swiftly as he moves in front of her. She watches him adoringly as he crouches down before her, holding out his arms.

"Of course." He smiles.

She moves slowly, setting her dolphin plush aside and joking about how sore she feels. She reaches out towards him and coils her arm around his neck, while he folds his beneath her to support her weight as he holds her against him.

He begins to walk against the white sand that seems to glitter. He wouldn't have been able to push her wheelchair through the tiny grains, and he doesn't think he would want to anyhow with how Akira points at the footprints he leaves behind.

"Look at your footprints." She grins, and he only spares a glance, being too captivated by her to look elsewhere for too long. She looks at him happily. "Can I make some too?"

As if he could say no to that face.

He lowers her so her feet are touching the ground, keeping his hands on her waist to make sure she's able to stay upright. She fiddles around and he blinks to see her sliding her sandals off, using her toes to do so. He laughs when she wiggles her feet so they are beneath the sand. The energy that she's playing just proves how important a good mindset can be.

"It's soft." She states, looking up at him with a grin.

"I wouldn't know." He replies, still having his shoes on.

"Take them off!"

His eyes widen a notch when she crouches down and grabs onto his foot. She peers up at him expectantly and he naturally complies with her silent wish. He lifts his foot off the ground, allowing her to slide his shoe and sock off before she repeats her actions with the other one. Yes…

He definitely doesn't want to wait.

"See? Isn't it soft?" She inquires as she straightens up.

"I think it's more cold than anything else." He replies, feeling the sand already creeping up beneath his toenails. She pouts at that, although following his lead when he takes his hand in hers and begins to walk.

"Whatever you say, crazy pirate."

He takes slow and small steps with her, smiling approximately the entire time. They leave many footprints behind. The cool evening breeze sweeps over them from the shoreline. Her pale skirt flutters about, and she reaches up to pull the ribbon out of her hair to let it flow freely.

He can't wait.

The way the moonlight caresses her face, and from the way the city lights just behind her cast a bokeh of colors makes him swoon on the inside. She is the definition of beauty and has him so bewitched. His hand slips away from hers.

She walks on her own towards the shoreline, coming to a stop where the sand is damp. Her golden tresses spiral in the breeze, and she stretches her arms over her head and looks back at him with a grin. It brings him so much happiness. He smiles when she faces him halfway.

"Why are you way back there?" She asks, bringing her hands to her hips. He merely shakes his head.

"I wanted to see you walk on your own." He answers. "After witnessing this, I'm sure that you'll be able to walk the entire distance tomorrow."

Her eyes widen the tiniest bit as if she didn't even realize that she was walking. Her surprised expression morphs into something more gratifying. It sends him ablaze.

"You're right." She speaks with a confidence that he hasn't heard in a while. "I'm… not really bound anymore. Or, so I hope." She looks off to the side, shaking her head instantly afterwards. "I mean, I'm definitely not!"

"'Definitely not.'" He reassures her, and her eyes squint shut as she laughs. Something shiny catches her attention on the ground and her lips part.

"Oh…" She whispers as she reaches down, and just as the tide comes rushing in and more strongly than before. He darts forward.

"Akira!"

His urgent yell makes her look at him quickly. She gasps when he grabs onto her tight before she's swept off her feet. The saltwater soaks her from her knees down, and even some parts of her hair from when she was crouched down. Reisi holds her securely against his front, and he almost finds himself glaring at the ocean, especially when she feels him shiver in his hold.

"Are you alright?" He asks her worriedly. She lifts her head at a slow pace and unexpectedly exclaims with flushed cheeks.

"That was cold!"

He won't wait.

She starts to laugh, and his hands fall to his sides when she holds up some sea glass she picked up before the wave could steal it away. It's a vivid yellow that compliments her eyes. Her head tilts to the side as she grins.

"This one can go on your desk, too." She beams, placing it in his hand before spinning around. Something else catches her eyes instantly, that something being enough to draw in the most profound breath. "A… dolphin? Reisi…!"

She takes a step forward while he takes a few steps back with a smile. He places the sea glass in his pocket to replace it with something else. While she's pointing and essentially hopping in place as she points at dolphins towards the horizon line, he briefly shuts his eyes and draws in a deep breath. He nearly laughs at his sudden anxiety, all while lowering himself onto his knee.

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They are hard to see. I have to squint super hard to see them. But, they are there at the horizon line leaping into and out of the gleaming water. It's a family of dolphins and I naturally grin widely to the point my cheeks hurt. It's a beautiful sight to see on an even more beautiful day.

I tilt my head up and catch a glimpse of the twinkling stars that form various different shapes. There are many constellations that I can see. All of these stars make me think back to the time me and Reisi ran away together at the worst possible time. I turn my attention back over to the dolphins in the everchanging present.

"There has to be like ten of them." I say, trying and failing to count them. "Do you see them, Reisi?"

"I do." He confirms.

"Aren't they pretty?" I question further in excitement, trying to get a better look at them as the ocean waves overlap my feet.

"I have never seen a sight so beautiful." He answers.

His tone holds so much adoration and is so faint, almost like he is miles away and elsewhere. I let out a sigh, feeling my chest warm to the very core. There's no way he's looking where I am. I can practically feel his eyes on me. I let out a short laugh and clasp my hands together behind my back.

"Crazy pirate king," I begin with a small smile, starting to turn around. "You're not even looking at them are you…?"

My breath gets caught in my throat. It's like I no longer know how to breathe. Instantly, my vision blurs and my hands fly over my chest, my fingers curling tightly around my necklace. For a brief second I struggle to comprehend what's happening even though it's so clear. My brows knit together and quiver.

"R-Reisi…" I breathe out his name in a pathetically frail voice. "What are you…?"

He has taken a knee upon the wet sand, the ocean water soaking into his pants. His gleaming violet eyes stare right at me and nothing else, almost like I am the only thing in existence. His lips hold an upwards curve, and my vision blurs further at what he holds in his offering hands.

It's a small and velvety box, and tucked away within that opened box is the most beautiful ring I have ever seen. It's rose gold in color with sparkling diamonds engraved along the band, leading up to an even bigger oval diamond that shimmers beneath the moonlight.

"Akira," He begins with a gentle smile as I face him fully, moisture swirling in my eyes. "I told myself I wouldn't do this while you were still recovering. I hope you will be able to forgive me for this peculiar timing, but," His smile grows even more soft, his eyes holding something so genuinely desperate. "I don't want to live for another second without asking you this once more. But this time, I'm not asking it as a 'what if,' but rather as something as real as I'm able."

He pauses briefly to just simply draw in a breath before continuing. I feel like I'm going to melt into a puddle at his loving gaze. I listen as intently as possible, not being able to form any words anyhow.

"You came into my life unexpectedly, and from that very moment our eyes met, you became someone special to me. Your beautiful smiles and unique laugh, and even the tears you shed are nothing short of perfect to me. I want to continue to bear witness to these things, and discover new things about you for as long as I can draw breath and hereafter. I don't want to wait any longer,"

I cried more than enough today, but tears start to trail down my cheeks once more. I bring my hands up to wipe them away only for more to fall. It's hopeless trying to stop them.

"Starting now, I want to live knowing that you will be by my side for many years to come. I want to give you my last name and devote myself to only you. I want to spoil you rotten. I want to start a family with you even. I want you to be the first thing I see when I wake up every morning. Everything I want to do revolves around you. So, Akira," The ring in his hand sparkles and he speaks with so much passion. "Marry me."

The low tide rushes past my feet and spreads towards him. It glistens white and the silent tears leaking from my eyes descend into it. I stare at him—just him. He's smiling and staring right back, waiting for me. My trembling lips part to speak but no words come out amidst this dreamlike scene. As surreal as this is, I know that it's not a dream.

I don't want to wait.

He's not fantasizing like before in a world where this wasn't possible. This isn't him wishing or merely reciting vows in a bathroom of all places. He's not even asking me, but rather telling me what it is he wants in this new world where no blockades exist.

My soaked eyelashes stick to my cheeks when my eyes squeeze shut. My fingers curl into my skirt and cause the damp fabric to wrinkle. I can't stop myself from reminiscing everything from the moment we met till now. After everything that has happened, after all the troubles and tribulations, he's still here.

The love he bestowed upon me, how he has helped guide me and taught me an entirely new way in life, everything hits me full force. I can't think of anything but him and how perfect he is. His smiles and constant teasing, how he supports me through it all, everything. My hands move over my face and my shoulders quake from my pitiful cries. But, these tears aren't ones of sorrow.

I'm so happy. I want what he wants. I always wanted this. To be able to spend the rest of my life with him and bear his name, I want it. We spoke of doing this so many times before, joked about it even, but this time around it's real.

I urge myself desperately to speak but my voice is still lodged in my tightened throat. My hands slowly lower from my face that I'm sure looks like a complete mess. He's still crouched and waiting with a smile, his head tilting slightly.

"You're making me nervous down here." He states at my lack of words, and I let out a choked laugh. He really does look nervous now that I look harder. But, there's no reason for him to be.

I want him.

"S-Sorry..." I breathe out, wiping at my eyes.

My feet begin to carry me closer to him, sloshing through the water and sand. I take slow and small steps, feeling weak in the knees but not from fatigue as usual. He holds out his other hand to me when I'm close enough to help support me. I place my hand in his soft one, looking down at him with a smile. His fingers are trembling much like mine are.

"I want to have four kids." I say, and he laughs with such a pretty smile.

"I like that number."

"At least." I add on, and he laughs some more while bringing my hand against his forehead.

"We better get started right away then."

I burst out laughing and so does he. My body hunches forward and my stomach aches from laughing so hard and stupidly. I'm not sure how long we just remain here giggling like idiots, but I cherish every second. Warmth spreads throughout my entire body once we lock eyes again.

"Reisi Munakata," I begin, speaking with all of my heart as I give him the answer we both want to hear. "I will marry you."

His violet orbs behind the sleek lens of his glasses shine brightly, and he even lets out a heavy breath. I'm sure he didn't even realize he was holding it. He removes that beautiful ring from the box, and I offer him my left hand, watching as he slides the ring onto my fourth finger. It fits so perfectly and looks even more stunning up close. I can only ogle at it for a few seconds.

When he rises onto his feet, he pulls me into an enduring hug that I return just as strongly. I can hear his heart racing away in his chest and I wouldn't be surprised if he could hear mine too. I grin widely and nuzzle against him, jumping when I hear loud pops behind me.

I turn, seeing fireworks bursting in the sky over the ocean. Many different colors rain down from the various shapes exploding in the distance. It looks beautiful reflecting onto the water. Reisi's fingers run through my hair to quell my sudden surprise and it works instantly.

"It's almost like you planned this." I say, smiling up at him.

"Well," He begins, pressing his forehead against mine. "That was just a coincidence."

"I guess your timing isn't as bad as you thought." I bring my hand behind his neck to tug him closer. "Do you get to call me Mrs. Munakata now?"

He chuckles and his hands glide down my sides, gripping my waist firmly and pulling me against him. His lips graze against my ear and he whispers.

"Mrs. Munakata," He sighs out, testing how that sounds as he playfully kisses along my jawline. "I love you."

"I love you more." I beam, taking his face into my hands and kissing him longingly.

I part my lips for him. He wastes no time at all to kiss me as deeply and lovingly as he possibly can. I respond to his swirling tongue and let both of my hands get lost in his hair, my eyes closing to just focus on the sensation that is just him. An abrupt voice yells out and we both freeze. We are no longer alone.

"Woohoo! Is that a ring I see?!"

We look over to see Dōmyōji hopping in place not too far off, and a camera flash coming from Hidaka who had Fushimi in a forceful headlock. My cheeks warm greatly at the entirety of my pirate crew waving at us from the nearby pier, and Reisi lets out a low sound of annoyance. Suddenly, it clicks.

"Did you tell them you were going to propose today…?" I whisper, and Reisi adjusts his glasses with a heavy sigh.

"I only stated that I was thinking of it. There was never a set time or place in mind." He answers, looking off towards two figures casually standing on the pathway leading into the city. "It seems I wasn't even able to trust Ms. Awashima with this information that wasn't supposed to be disclosed."

I squint long and hard, gasping when I realize who Reisi's looking at. It's Seri and Mr. Kusanagi. They are here too? They look rather flustered at having been caught. I bring my hand over my mouth as I burst into a fit of giggles.

"Wait, so," I struggle to speak. "You only mentioned this to Seri?"

"Yes." He confirms, resting his forehead against my shoulder.

"So, she either spilled the beans or the pirates happened to overhear." I hum in conclusion. "How cute."

"They aren't invited to the wedding." Reisi states seriously,

He has to hold me upright when I nearly topple over from laughing.

•○●○•

"Alright, Ms. Yukimura—"

"Mrs. Munakata." I formally correct Makoto from my wheelchair, holding up my hand and showcasing my large diamond ring that I found out cost thousands of dollars.

"A-Ah, w-wow!" Makoto gushes, bringing her hands together in excitement. "Congratulations!"

I grin egotistically and Reisi chuckles from the other end of the parallel bars. He's glowing today and even I feel so much lighter. I of course can't help boasting about how Reisi is mine and only mine. I want to scream it to the world, so all living things know. After laughing to myself, I look over at Makoto with a smile.

"Thank you," I say gratefully, and Doctor Ishikawa walks over with her clipboard in hand as always with a smile.

"Are you ready to begin?" She asks, and I nod while looking ahead at Reisi.

"I'm ready."

Doctor Ishikawa sets her clipboard aside. Her and Makoto move over to help me stand. Before their hands even come close to coming in contact with me, I hold up both of mine in a gesture telling them to stop. Doctor Ishikawa frowns slightly.

"Miss, you can't keep refusing help—"

"It's not that." I cut her off gently, looking over at her with a smile that makes her eyes widen considerably. "I just… don't need it."

She seems speechless along with Makoto when I stand up on my own. They take a small step back, although having their arms raised slightly to catch me like I can fall at any second. I don't pay them any mind though, because I know what I need to do now. I stare ahead at Reisi who has his arms outstretched. I take a single step forward, not even holding onto the bars.

"B-Be careful!" Doctor Ishikawa reaches out towards me, and Makoto brings her hands over her chest, hovering close by.

I merely smile as I take another step that's followed by another. There are no voices in my head or illusions before me. I don't think of anything. That scratch on the ground is far behind me. The world around me is so bright. I'm halfway there and Reisi grins widely when I come to a sudden stop, reading me easily.

"Please hold onto the bars, Ms. Yukimura—"

"Mrs. Munakata." I correct Doctor Ishikawa next, showing off my ring once more while not breaking eye contact with Reisi.

"P-Please just…" Makoto starts to reach towards my hand to put it on the bar so I can support myself. "Ms. Yukimura—"

"Call me Mrs. Munakata!" I yell out, and the two women scream when I start running.

While they panic, Reisi laughs and crouches down when I jump into him with an elated cheer. He catches me with ease and spins me around dramatically. When he places me back on the ground, I bring my arms around his midsection and hug him tightly. I look back over at the two stunned medical workers and merely grin from ear to ear.

"H-How…?" Doctor Ishikawa sinks onto her knees in shock. "Just yesterday you couldn't… Ms. Yukimura—"

"Now hand over my release form!"

"Promptly.. Oh," Reisi adds on, adjusting his glasses with a smirk. "And please call her Mrs. Munakata."

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A/N

stay tuned for more! i'm not letting them go yet ehehe ⌒ヽ(*'､^*)chu

BUT FINALLY REISI PUT THAT RING ON HER FINGER~ did anyone notice how i hinted at him buying it in chapter 61? i tried to be super subtle about it lol

he kept it with him ever since. ;_; ❤