[ Yoshiki did mean it kindly. That makes it all the worse when Hikaru innocently stabs a shard of ice right through his heart.
He knows Hikaru. He knew Hikaru. Setting aside every other thing wrong with what Hikaru just said, that hurts the most. Hurts like kicking a rock in the dark with bare toes, or biting his tongue hard enough to flood his mouth with metal, that sudden, unexpected kind of hurt. Yoshiki has to duck his head and breathe in deep to settle it, and the taste in his mouth only gets worse, so much so he thinks he maybe did bite right into his tongue to keep from saying anything rash.
He wonders what Hikaru would make of that, Yoshiki's teeth all bloody. If he'd be curious. If he'd want to taste it like an ice pop, lick it right off- ]
We ain't stayin' here. We can't. [ It comes out harsher than he means it to. ] We're goin' home, soon as we figure out how.
[ They'll have to find an embassy, Yoshiki thinks. He doesn't know what kind of story they'll tell them, but he'll figure it out. He has to figure it out, and swallow down the coating of resentment on his tongue.
Out of the corner of his eye, he sees a white shirt, bare arms, a suggestion outlined against the dark trees. His stomach flip-flops as he jerks his head up, instantly sorry for his tone. ]
Wait -
[ He says, and then stops, because Hikaru is still behind him. It's just that, somehow, Hikaru is also standing in the woods with his back turned to the trail. ]
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He knows Hikaru. He knew Hikaru. Setting aside every other thing wrong with what Hikaru just said, that hurts the most. Hurts like kicking a rock in the dark with bare toes, or biting his tongue hard enough to flood his mouth with metal, that sudden, unexpected kind of hurt. Yoshiki has to duck his head and breathe in deep to settle it, and the taste in his mouth only gets worse, so much so he thinks he maybe did bite right into his tongue to keep from saying anything rash.
He wonders what Hikaru would make of that, Yoshiki's teeth all bloody. If he'd be curious. If he'd want to taste it like an ice pop, lick it right off- ]
We ain't stayin' here. We can't. [ It comes out harsher than he means it to. ] We're goin' home, soon as we figure out how.
[ They'll have to find an embassy, Yoshiki thinks. He doesn't know what kind of story they'll tell them, but he'll figure it out. He has to figure it out, and swallow down the coating of resentment on his tongue.
Out of the corner of his eye, he sees a white shirt, bare arms, a suggestion outlined against the dark trees. His stomach flip-flops as he jerks his head up, instantly sorry for his tone. ]
Wait -
[ He says, and then stops, because Hikaru is still behind him. It's just that, somehow, Hikaru is also standing in the woods with his back turned to the trail. ]