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YOHJI KUDO

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For a moment there I thought I had forgoten...

"Reiji! Reiji! Open the door! what's happening?! Reiji"

Asuka... is this a made up heaven? Have I succeeded in annoying god so much that he gave me this piece of heaven... a made up heaven. I have forgotten - for a while. But just as I thought there really was no escape.

"I'm not Reiji... I'm Yohji Kudo. Balinese.Weiss. Murderer."

I've locked myself up, all cramped up in the corner of the room I've been sharing with the woman I've married, Asuka. Six months of pretending was good... hell it was... six months. Then at the strike of twelve I must go. This is no place for me. There's no heaven for those like us. No heaven for Weiss.

"Reiji! Please open the door... please..."

Just like before... I'm still good at making women cry.

Five Minutes

"Goodbye again...Asuka" I whispered from beyond the door. If she had heard me or not, I don't know but either way its good. With the way all my relationships had gone its either I kill her, she kills me or she dies.

Three Minutes

"Reiji! If there's anything wrong I'm sure we can do something about it together so please-"

Maybe it would've been better if I ended this after a romantic dinner in some A-classed restaurant just like at our wedding...

"Congratulations Reiji-kun, Asuka. You should know... the two of you really look good together... my son-in-law sure is a lucky find!" Asuka's dad has been showering us with pleasantries that I never could forget how cheery his voice sounded.

"Oh look! here comes our honored guest, a bit late but hell! when you're a rich guy guess you can buy your own time."

The old man's chuckles and all the guest's noise died down when I saw that guy. Guess on that same day I learned one very important lesson... You can never totally forget everything.

"I offer my congratulations to the newly weds." he courteously said.

"Omi." His name just slipped out of my mouth as though I have been used to saying it so many time before.

"I'm sorry?"

"Oh dear, Excuse my husband he must've mistook you from someone he knew. Reiji, this is Mr. Takatori, he's currently the head of Japan's Defence Force."

"Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Reiji."

"...pleasure."

"I can't leave you here like this! Let's go! We're all coming out of this together! Yohji!"

"Are you crying again, Omi?"

Why does it seem that I always manage to make people cry... I should be the one crying... Like hell I should be the one crying... or have I been crying too much before already? Every night for that one woman I loved.

Wait for me Yohji... I'll be back, I promise...

"Don't make promises you can't keep, Asuka..."

The horrible ringing of that old clock woke me. Time's up. I lifted my face and wasn't that surprised to see the door open and my wife's tear-stained face in front of me.

Her arms made me feel warmth again. The thing I've always always longed for. All those cold nights I've spent with no real comfort.

"I'm sorry Asuka."

If that was the last kiss... My only regret was that I didn't make it last any longer.

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"Sir, there's someone here to see you" the voice sounded from the speaker phone.

"Who is it? Mr. Takatori is busy."

"But- Ah Sir no you can't!"

"Oi! Omi! If you don't let me in I'll gratefully take this gorgeous secretary of yours!"