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HaruKan 20 :: 20. taisetsu na hito [precious person]

“I promise,” Kantarou says, pale against his white bedding, his hand almost limp in Haruka’s, “I promise we’ll meet again.” Haruka brushes the hair from his face, and lets his fingers hesitate. Past the wrinkles and the sunken skin, Kantarou’s … Continue reading

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HaruKan 20 :: 19. chouchou [butterflies]

They bury him in a haori with a butterfly print, over the traditional white clothes of the dead; it is new and expensive, and Youko’s hands shake as she wraps it around him. She weeps very quietly, very neatly, without … Continue reading

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Perspective Problems

“Don’t you realize what Ichinomiya-sensei actually wants from you? Oni-Eater?” +++ Breakfast was a strange and uncomfortable affair, with the bad mood radiating from Haruka with a near-visible intensity. Youko attempted a few times to start a conversation, only to … Continue reading

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HaruKan 20 :: 18. kaze [a cold]

“I thought youkai didn’t get colds,” Kantarou said, with no small amount of exasperation. “Youko-chan –” “We don’t get human colds,” Youko sniffled, though she was little more than a pair of red, bleary eyes over the edge of her … Continue reading

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withered spring

.first. sometimes, late at night, he finds himself crying and cannot say why. .second. Watanabe disapproves, of course, but Watanabe is actually a lot softer than his craggy face gives away. He will not say anything, though: a man like … Continue reading

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HaruKan 20 :: 17. tsukimizake [moon-watching sake]

Actually, he really doesn’t like the taste of sake, but it’s sort of like a habit: it never really occurs him to refuse until it’s already been poured and he’s had a drink. Kantarou laughs at his face, says something … Continue reading

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HaruKan 20 :: 16. ichigoame [strawberry candy]

Kantarou comes home smelling like strawberries. Even on the roof, Haruka can taste them in the back of his throat with every breath he takes. “Ah, Kan-chan, you’ve been snacking!” he hears Youko say, accusingly. “No fair, you didn’t bring … Continue reading

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Confessional

There is no time to stay at the church, no time to stop and kneel in a narrow confessional and speak her sins; everything is coming together so quickly now. Father Doyle is dead, Cardinal Simon is missing, Bacon is … Continue reading

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HaruKan 20 :: 15. kega [injury]

“Wait a moment, Haruka! She’s still inside, she –” “Kantarou, I’m going to drop you if you don’t stop squirming –” “She’s still inside! She’s going to die!” “Kantarou, there’s no way you can get through that fire! We have … Continue reading

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In the Cold

“Cold.” Zaraki glanced up, and found huge eyes staring back at him. There was snow in Yachiru’s pale hair, and the tips of her lashes. Under the ratty blanket he’d cut up from some poor frozen bastard’s jacket, she was … Continue reading

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HaruKan 20 :: 11. I want to protect something

There is blood on Kantarou’s robes, blood dripping down the side of his face and down his arm. One of his eyes is squeezed shut, and he leans heavily on his good shoulder, his breathing loud and harsh. The oni … Continue reading

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Trick Or Treat — 2005

i. tea philosophy [FMA, Roy/Ed] +++ Ed doesn’t like tea, where the flavor is a only little bitterness after he swallows. He prefers coffee, though usually his half-cup goes cold by his elbow as he reads. If he remembers to … Continue reading

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puzzle pieces

Ginji thinks that people are puzzle pieces, just like knowledge, or understanding. Each one has its own unique place to settle into, unique to themselves. When Ban touches him just so, featherlight and burning hot, bright eyes wholly focused on … Continue reading

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HaruKan 20 :: 14. kioku [memory]

“It’s amazing,” Youko said, “what humans can do, given a few hundred years.” Haruka leaned back in his chair and squinted around the little coffee shop. The place was far too brightly plastic and edged for his tastes, but there … Continue reading

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HaruKan 20 :: 09. kotodama [the power of words]

“Haruka,” Kantarou says. He hates that name — he hates having a name, and the restrictions it’s placed on him. He hates how three syllables can completely enslave him: his will is no longer his own. Sometimes, he thinks, being … Continue reading

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