[ He feels that, and perhaps it is with the sudden reaffirmation that Makoto Kuzunoha has his back without question that he just crumbles into that awful mix of pained laughter and core-wracking sobs. Because the events prior to the engagement leading up to the rescue of one Jessiah Vice are finally falling into mortifying place.
It feels eerily -- and in some ways, more terrible, than when Gabriel had prompted him to think long and hard on his sexuality; a thing that he's becoming painfully aware of, he has not really had time to scrutinize.
Two faces -- one for those he cared about, another for when he had to stand at the head of his blade. What the world sees, and what you see. Those words, spoken by Hikaru, when they'd steered away from the awkward that he can now place: the sad looks, the apologies, the minute hesitation before his signature witty remark. ]
I lied. To Brianna.
[ Standing up now, his chest as tight as it had felt when he knew with a frightening clarity that the End had come, only to dream of Coach's outstretched hand and subsequently wake up in unbearable pain as his body healed itself, dragging him back forcibly into the land of the living. ]
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It feels eerily -- and in some ways, more terrible, than when Gabriel had prompted him to think long and hard on his sexuality; a thing that he's becoming painfully aware of, he has not really had time to scrutinize.
Two faces -- one for those he cared about, another for when he had to stand at the head of his blade. What the world sees, and what you see. Those words, spoken by Hikaru, when they'd steered away from the awkward that he can now place: the sad looks, the apologies, the minute hesitation before his signature witty remark. ]
I lied. To Brianna.
[ Standing up now, his chest as tight as it had felt when he knew with a frightening clarity that the End had come, only to dream of Coach's outstretched hand and subsequently wake up in unbearable pain as his body healed itself, dragging him back forcibly into the land of the living. ]