A/N: I do not own or profit in any way of what Kazue Kato has created.

It wasn't easy to transit from one dimension to another. To re-enter the world where he had been born, a world that seemed to push him away like a mother lion rejecting a cub that smells different.

It wasn't easy to pretend he didn't see the look of concern in Midori's eyes, didn't hear the unspoken question on her lips. He was sure he smelt different to her, too.

It wasn't easy to watch Shizuku rock Ryuuji gently back and forth in his arms when word reached them that Agari had been among the casualties. To sit amidst the heart-twisting sobs and try to force an empty word of comfort over his lips, while Agari's dying moments still were fresh in his mind's eye.

It wasn't easy to admit that he would never feel entirely human around humans again.