“Emiko you weren’t the one that killed him,” Ryuu stated, coming to my rescue. I feared this was a situation that not even Ryuu could protect me from. I did this.
“Wait…How does he know?” Kuro asked really confused.
“My father is Asa,” Ryuu answered.
“Yes, I was," I insisted. I didn't want them letting me off easy just because Ryuu loved me. "I ran out into the stupid road when there was a car coming.” I was crying so hard now, making Kuro's shirt wet from all the tears.
“Em…I don’t blame you, I never will.” Kuro brushed some of the hair out of my face and tucked it behind my ear.
I looked up at him with tear filled eyes. "How can you say that?" I shook my head. "What I did is unforgivable. I should be the one that's dead."
He moved his hands to grip my shoulders firmly. "Emiko, what happened was an accident. I don't blame you for what happened. I don't ever want to hear you say you should be dead. I would do it all over again if I got the chance. I love you, sister."
"I missed you so much," I sighed, wrapping my arms around his middle. "Thank you," I whispered. I was just so glad I was able to be with him here now. I never wanted him to leave me again. I wanted to make up for all the time lost.
"Okay. That's enough tears now, okay?" he asked me. I sniffled and nodded my head, wiping away the tears. "Now, your boyfriend is probably jealous from all the hugs you gave me," he teased. I chuckled, smiling up at Kuro. "There's that smile I love so much."
I was so happy in this moment. I reached over at took Ryuu's hand, glad he was here to experience this with me. It occurred to me that no matter what I went through, Ryuu was always there. After we met, we were pretty much inseparable. He probably knew me better than I did.
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