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Chapter 12: Ken's POV
"Mmm... any of you know how old I am?"
I cannot believe he just asked that... what are we supposed to answer? He tilts his head and looks at us with puzzled eyes. I guess we've been silent for too long now, we can't just say we don't know. I look at mama-san for help, but I think she's at the same crossroad I am.
"How old are you?" he looks at me. Crap.
"Well, I'm already eighteen. My birthday was last month" I answer and look at mama-san again, I think she's internally asking the gods Wolfram doesn't ask her age. Women have issues with that.
"Well... I think I look about the same age as you do" I nod, that is true. "But I thought we'd be older, if Yuuri and I are supposed to get married soon" I gulp down. Shibuya should be the one to explain this to him! It's his pet after all. Oh yeah, I decided to think of this Wolfram as a pet, since he acts so much like a stray puppy that's just been rescued.
"Well, you see... about that..." I feel as I was being asked to explain where babies come from to a seven years old. Suddenly I remember why we're here and come up with the perfect excuse to bail.
"Oh yeah! That's right I forgot. Mama-san, I have to go get the thing I told you before" I say dodging Wolfram's question. We have a silent conversation with our eyes that goes something like this:
Oh that thing
Yeah, THAT thing
I didn't say it was a brilliant conversation.
Truth is, we really have no time to wait, time isn't forgiving in this world. So I say my goodbyes and head to my house. Before leaving I make sure mama-san saves me a portion of curry for lunch, of course.
I've been thinking about how to get a shrink to come with us to Shin Makoku and the possibilities are really scarce. Even if I can actually find a mazoku with the degree, the odds of him or her being on japan at the moments are almost zero. So I have a plan B. Since keeping Wolfram here enough time for a treatment is not an option either, I'm going for the second best choice we have.
I happen to know a certain otaku doctor who's currently re-stacking on his manga collection just a few minutes away by car. I'll need to contact Bob first though. Even being the Daikenja I can't just steal away people's workers, well I could... but that's not the point.
As I walk the approximately ten blocks that separate my house from Shibuya's I let myself ponder over this matter a little deeper. Being honest, I really would like to believe things are as simple as they seem, but something tells me otherwise. Ever since I saw Wolfram's eyes open in that cell I noticed. His soul... something is not right about it. However, if someone knows how a soul can get wounded and change because of pain, that person would be me.
I'm just really hoping for the best, having a four thousand year old soul doesn't make me error-proof, I just might be wrong. Not even Shinou has an opinion on the matter. Although that worries me more than it sooths me.
My job, the choice I made, the reason I'm here now, the purpose of my soul; is to follow the sun. I just want to give Shibuya the peace of mind of knowing he did all he could. Personally, as much as I don't like it, I don't believe this is going to bring his Wolfram back.
When I open the door to my house I remember today is a weekday and my sister might probably be at school right now, that's kind of sad, I wanted to see her. On the bright side, I save myself the trouble of running into my parents.
The phone rings while I'm still taking off my shoes, it startles me a bit, I've gotten used to Shin Makoku's lack of technological devices.
"Hello, Murata's residence" Even I didn't expected to hear the voice that answered me at other side of the line.
"Good morning Murata-kun, this is Bob"
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Really short chapter, I know, next one will be longer.
