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H: I’ve not been here in a long time… *frowns*? All of these toys, writers… even my five year old doesn’t have that many.?
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K:? We need to talk.? *turns off TV*
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H: *sits, looks next to the chair*? Do you actually finish any cross-stitching?
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K:? You.? We’re here to talk about -you-.
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H:? I would rather berate -you-.? You are a bad writer… you gave up on my sister… what’s next, the ninja girl?
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K:? No, her I will keep… and you sister wanted to leave.? It had no meaning for her anymore.?
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H:? I know of another who said that…? *smiles, but it falls*? Can I have this for Makoto?? *holds up a Kitty plushie*
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K:? Stop changing the subject… we need to talk about him.
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H:? He forgot me…? everything.? *picks up Safety’s cross-stitch and begins to work on it*? So why am I still here?? Aren’t you going to write some long story and wrap it all up so I can finally fade away?
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K:? *watches her carefully*? Is that what you want??
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H:? *stabs canvas, not even noticing that the thread fell out*? You know I don’t.? I didn’t say goodbye, did I?
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K:? He may never remember you.? He may never love you again.
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H:? You really don’t get it, do you?? *looks away*? What it is to love someone unconditionally?
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K:? Tell me then.? What it is for you.
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H:? You were mad at me the first time I told him that I loved him… stupid, you called me.? Because I put myself out there, because I didn’t know how he felt… that I should wait until I knew he did too.? But Safety…? that wasn’t what was important.? That I love him was what mattered.? If he did… oh, I was so happy.? *smiles, looking away*? But don’t love -expecting- anything back.? So… if he comes to Ito…
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K:? Truthfully… can you handle it?? You were so angry at him…
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H:? I -know-.? *sighs*? ? I don’t know if it’s something I can -forgive-… only understand.? In time… maybe.?
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K:? He won’t be the same.?
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H:? I love him for who he is.? If I have to carry the burden of knowing… I do get something out of it.?
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K:? What?
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H:? My Makoto.? I think she’d like this.? *takes Kitty plush from the writer*? I can’t forget or she goes too.?
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K:? Hide… you’re not answering me.? You’re not being honest with me.?
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H:? *quietly*? His greatest fear was that I would leave him… and I did.? Yet he came back for me.? My greatest fear was that he would forget me and he did… for what he did for me… that he still believed even when he shouldn’t… I have to have some faith and trust in the man who once loved me.? If he makes his way to Ito… I will see him.
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K:? That sounds something like hope.
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H:? Are you giving it back to me?
K:? I took a memory that gave you hope.? You’re the one that let that one memory be the source of all of your hope, not me.? But hope never came from me… you have always been a hopeful creature.
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H:? Mmmm…? perhaps.? So I have to find it myself?
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K:? It was always there for you to find again.? In the end only -you- can dispell the darkness.? He did tell you a part of it…
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H:? We were always about chances.? Always about the impossible.? Let me have this last one.
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K:? You can’t fix the past.? Your mistakes… my mistakes.
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H:? Past… past… -now- is mine, writer.? And his.