Chapter ten
The moon was just disappearing over the edge of the horizon. A hint of twilight was creeping into the air, and the sandbox where Keitaro promised fifteen years ago creeps into view out of the mist. Two of the town elders, both looking as different from one another as night from day, stand on either side of the fateful sandbox.
"I'm you..." One said,
"...And you're me," the other finished. The two turned and faced each other, and then began to speak again in unison.
"We are we, but there's not much else that's the same about us." A pause, a deep breath, a continuation. "We part ways now, but ever after, we remain parts of the same. We wish luck to those three under fate's scrutiny now."
The two turn away from one another and walk, if one were far enough away, it would have become apparent that they were on a parallel line. They both stop, twelve paces from the sandbox. Each speaks again, this time the second one starting exactly one second after the first.
"Aishiteru..."
End Chapter ten
((I'll leave it up to you guys to get the symbolism from that. Shouldn't be too hard. :P))