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Shinobu felt so lighthearted after his subway
let out. He was finally going back to Greenwood--to
Mitsuru! His jade eyes were lit up with a beautiful
joy, and it took all of his self-control to keep from
smiling at everyone he passed.
Earlier that day, he had called Mitsuru from his
apartment. He had explained everything, including how
he had turned down his inheritance and given it to
Nagisa. In this version of events, Akira had showed up
for the funeral, staying only long enough to have a
brief talk with Shinobu, and introduce him to Haru.
"I'll have to let you meet Mitsuru sometime, "
the younger man had shaken his brother's lover's hand,
a smile in his eyes.
"So does anyone in the family like girls?" Haru
had joked.
"Nagisa, " Shinobu's smile reached his eyes,
and he winked at his brother.
Shinobu and Mitsuru had agreed to go out for
dinner at seven, to spend some time together, and he
could scarcely wait. He was lost in a reverie as he
walked down the familiar street, remotely placing it as
the one that the accident that started the whole thing
occurred on. He smiled serenely, planning to wait the
few more years to greet the driver and thank him
profusely, whether or not it had been a premonition.
A strong wind whipped around him, followed by a
girl's scream, and he turned sharply, the final scene in
his dream playing out to horrible reality. The truck's
headlights blinded him, and his jaw dropped as the world
faded out again.
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Shinobu felt so lighthearted after his subway
let out. He was finally going back to Greenwood--to
Mitsuru! His jade eyes were lit up with a beautiful
joy, and it took all of his self-control to keep from
smiling at everyone he passed.
Earlier that day, he had called Mitsuru from his
apartment. He had explained everything, including how
he had turned down his inheritance and given it to
Nagisa. In this version of events, Akira had showed up
for the funeral, staying only long enough to have a
brief talk with Shinobu, and introduce him to Haru.
"I'll have to let you meet Mitsuru sometime, "
the younger man had shaken his brother's lover's hand,
a smile in his eyes.
"So does anyone in the family like girls?" Haru
had joked.
"Nagisa, " Shinobu's smile reached his eyes,
and he winked at his brother.
Shinobu and Mitsuru had agreed to go out for
dinner at seven, to spend some time together, and he
could scarcely wait. He was lost in a reverie as he
walked down the familiar street, remotely placing it as
the one that the accident that started the whole thing
occurred on. He smiled serenely, planning to wait the
few more years to greet the driver and thank him
profusely, whether or not it had been a premonition.
A strong wind whipped around him, followed by a
girl's scream, and he turned sharply, the final scene in
his dream playing out to horrible reality. The truck's
headlights blinded him, and his jaw dropped as the world
faded out again.
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