Summary: Could be continued, or stand on its own. Ritsuka is at the carnival with his friends when he gets a startling realization. And it hits him pretty hard. :)
Notes: None. Seimei isn't dead...again. Dammit, he's turning into Kikyou all over again! Dammit!
I Will Ask Once Again
One: he said i am but one instrument do you remember that?
I think my heart just broke. Shattered into a million pieces on the floor of the ferris wheel compartment. How can I go on after this? How can I even try?
And I can't ever look at them the same way. It's one thing to hear about them together, but to see them with my own eyes...and then knowing they knew I was here! It's nerve I can't even begin to describe. Or I could, I guess. But I don't want to. Because that's Soubi and Seimei. That's how they've always been. Always.
Damned Beloved.
Yuiko, Yayoi, and Sei are in the same car with me. Sei keeps his normal composure of a clean slate. Not that he actually has any more personality than a damp paper towel. His long blonde hair falls into his green eyes which are watching me carefully. Yuiko plays with her bright blonde hair nervously; she's obviously very embarrassed that she has seen the two below us in their compartment in the position that they are currently in. Yayoi keeps stuttering and giving Yuiko backwards glances. Rolling my eyes, I turn to look out the window. It's not like there's...
I can feel a squeeze on my heart. And suddenly, I remember...my heart is broken. I gasp for air. No air. None. Sei regards me strangely and as I push my hands up against the window for support I can see him smile. My eyes widen.
No. Not Sei.
When I try to catch my breath my heart is thumping louder. Louder! Too loud...and out in the darkness, against a blanket of stars and the moon, I see him.
My heart stops.
I'm falling. Falling and I can't stop it. Closer and closer to the ground. You look so far away, but I can still see every defining line of your face. Don't go. Don't let me go.
Stop falling away from me! You're not mine! Not mine! Never mine!
Crunch. Snap.
I've always been afraid of flying.
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