Hajime: *wolf appears*
Hajime: So she -does- worry….
Hajime: Ummm she read my letter right????
Hide: *chases Safety off* Hajime. Hello. Yes, I read it.
Hajime: Good. Any questions??
Hajime: and what are you still worrying about?????
Hide: No, the writers were saying how I don’t worry about the ninja girl.
Hide: I guess the “test” last night threw me. I’m sorry… I should have handled that better.
Hajime: I’m not stupid hide… the writer said “She doesn’t worry about the -girl-.” That means you worry about something else. And if you do you have to tell me. I do not like silence.
Hajime: *grabs hide’s arm*
Hide: I didn’t say that you were. *frowns* It’s that.. you said I was strong, and I felt anything but right then.
Hajime: If I say you are… you are… *grips her arm tighter* You’ll never go through that again. I’ll be more careful next time.
Hide: I knew… I knew you wouldn’t like to know how upset I was.
hajimenokizu: *hold her tightly…closer… but not looking at her* I’m so sorry… I’m stupid sometimes. *pulls her head to settle it on his shoulder*
Hide: *purs her arms around him* No, no you’re not… it’s just these damn realities that we have to face, outside of this place.
Hajime: *plants a kiss on her forehead* Yes… neko… but you don’t have to try to go there anymore. Let IC Hide enjoy herself there… And don’t read whatever I post there. I don’t think it’s good for you.
Hide: She will. I’m trying to help her be stronger. And I will read it, if I feel that I should. *closing her eyes, smiling* What you do there doesn’t change what I feel for you here. I am glad, as you said in the letter… that even with -that- I can help you, somehow.
Hajime: *narrows eyes at her: trying to believe what she is saying… if she meant it… before finally smiling at her. She was his happiness. A bliss in the constant storm that enveloped him. She was good for him.. Too good that he was too unworthy.* Hai Hai.
Hide: And yes, sometimes I will get upset, and sometimes I will get jealous. *laughs* But… it changes nothing. Nothing. *holds him tighter… thinking, does he know what me means to me? How just having him here made everything real for her?*
Hajime: Finally hears her laugh. It has only been a few moments… and yet he felt that it was too long. “Nothing” she says. He can only hope for that. Of course his true feelings towards her would not change. But when he hurts her like this… “I’m glad to hear that Neko… Nothing will change my feelings towards you.” (thinks: Nothing will change that of course… But maybe in the manner that I show you I love you, that might change)
Hide: *looking up at him, touching his face, looking at him for a long moment* Ah, good. That’s … that’s what I need to know. (thinks: I already know it… I just need to hear it.)
Hajime: He smiles masking the sadness of his face. Unfair… Inept… Unfaithful to -her-. Gritting his teeth, his hand catches that hand which touched his face. He plants his lips at the palm of her hand. that afternoon in autumn, leaves they fell.
Hide: She rests her head on his chest, not knowing what to say. Sometimes… this air of sadness, of the impossilibity of -them- … weighs heavily on her. It’s such a simple thing to want – to be with the person you love…
Hajime: What to do? What to say? What to promise? He can’t promise anything. Can’t give anything. His eyes they turn from golden irises to a bloody color of red. Wanting to stay beside her would’ve been enough. But now he knows it is not… He lets go, abruptly, suddenly, and grabs his katana and hat. Heading for the door.
Hide: What… what did I do -wrong- … it’s not just been right since… “Hajime – ” she starts to say. No, he’s going to work. Don’t be like that.
Hajime: He hears her call his name. Could someone cut off his legs? Cut of his arms and take the life out of him? Perhaps when he steps foot out of this house the gods of vengeance will strike and remove the curse he brought on to her. Tonight his thirst for blood is unhampered. He smells his own blood and delights in the vision of his head tossed in the pool of red.
Hide: The silence… scares her. Walking up to him, she put her hand on his arm – trying to look up at him, meet his eyes in the face that has suddenly become so dark – “Hajime – will you come back later? I will wait dinner for you, if you would like. Even if it is late, I would like to see you.” Just look at me. please. Don’t leave like this.
Hajime: Caught off guard he realizes she’s touching his arm. Almost foreign… yet very familiar. Old instincts they die hard and he wants to push her away. Cursed… His bad luck never ends and she is being slowly encroached in it. Then she speaks of coming back. That she will wait… That sweet voice… That beautiful face. How to let go of it? He turns his head slowly towards her, smiling yet hurting at the same time. NO SMILE YOU MORON! “yes… i’ll be late but i’ll see you tonight hide.”
Hide: A smile lights up my face. “Wonderful, I will wait for you, and look forward to seeing you.” Stepping up on the tips of my toes, I lean up to kiss his cheek, wishing that he would really smile at me.
Hajime: “Alright…” Gently pushes her away and walks briskly on the street.