Setsuna
Forever led me to what I assumed was his bedroom and sat on the bed, looking up at me adorably, happiness in his eyes. I was almost concerned he hadn't said anything, but I figured he just didn't know what to say, and that was okay, because I wouldn't have been able to form words, I was so tired.
I crawled onto the soft, king-sized bed and lightly wrapped an arm around his shoulders before tugging him with me until both our heads lay on his pillows. I made myself comfy on my side, and curled towards him, giving him the choice of whether he wanted to curl up with me or lay seperate.
My eyes felt heavy, body lethargic as the days events caught up with me. I hadn't expected another attack so soon, but I really should have figured, when I really stopped and thought about it. It may have been a witch to curse me with a weak heart after my fall, but it was the demons transplanted into me that made the attacks worse, using my heart for their own amusement and holding off on eating it.
I wished I was as strong as Forever had thought I was, that I could go back to being that blazing warrior angel I had been in the beginging, before I fell. Before I was cursed, before my immourtality became a curse instead of a blessing. Shaking my head free of the thoughts, I reached out and lightly brushed Forevers' hair out of his eyes, then smiled at the small blush I got in return. The smile turned slightly rueful.
"Thank you for humoring me like this," I murmured, eyes fluttering and burning with the strain of staying awake, "I figure this must be strange, someone you just met asking for some curl-up time with you, and I thank you for humoring me." I smiled at him and let my eyes slip shut, enjoying his presence. I was tired, but I would lay awake forever if only so that I could continue to talk with him.
( Sorry sorry. I promise I'm not trying to be confusing with Setsu, but I'm kind of making up his story as I go, because all I really had was his interactions with Yuki. Anyways, hope this post cleared up some of your questions for him. :))
Yuki
I paused when he brought up that he had another side, someone who he knew would hurt other people and in turn, hurt himself with their fear. I thought about what he had said and smiled ruefully. Guilt, huh. I could fight guilt. I wouldn't be able to erase all of it, but I could at least assure him that he wasn't the only one with a side they feared. I hated talking about my family, about what happened, but I could give him a quick over-view, give him the details he needed to hear.
"I had a sister, a little sister, once," I started, leaning more fully on the railing, apple core being burned and the ashes falling throuh the cracks between my fingers, just like long ago. " I killed her, during one of my shifts, and came back to find her broken and burned body on one of the support beams of our house." I took a moment to clench my jaw against the wave of sorrow and the animalistic howls that wanted to escape, swallowing them down and continuing on.
"I thought it was my fault, for the longest time the guilt crushed me, because all I could think was how I had killed my sister, and then I woke up after another shift and thought, How can this be my fault, when I had no control over my actions?. I've never forgotten that revelation." I stopped and turned to Brokentear, hiding my grief and hurt behind confident reassurance and resolve. "It wasn't your fault, what the other you did, and if they couldn't understand that, then that's their fault. Did you consciously decide you wanted to hurt them? Did you plan out each and every way you were going to torture them?" I asked briskly. His answer came immediately.
"No!" he exclaimed, sounding the slightest bit panicked and guilty and just alittle wondering. I nodded, smiling grimly at him. "Then it wasn't you, and therefore, it wasn't your fault. The first step to letting them go is by acknowledging that it wasn't really you who did those things, and forgiving yourself." I said wisely. Feeling how serious we both sounded, how sad and guilty, I acknowledged that it was time to go back to being the kid me.
"Besides, I don't think you can hurt me," I said confidently, throwing him a smirk and flick of the nose for good measure, and then grinned at him, burying the older me and the memories that came with her for a while.
