#isshikis are never happy no matter what universe

[xviistrings]

i love my mom

[polar-stars]

Oh hey...Angst //fingerguns//

So I talked to Kana about this a little bit and the thought just wouldn’t let me off the hook for the remaining day. So uhm...

Okay maybe a little exposition first? 

I basically hold the headcanon that Eizan does have a crush on Nene and I hold that headcanon very firmly -w- But at the same time, I am not completely delusional (even if that is maybe hard to believe) and I know that it’s....very unlikely for the two to become end game and believe me, I’ve come to terms with that pretty long ago. 

However, combined with my headcanon it does create a situation of welp the trope you call “Unrequited Love” and yeaaaaaaaaaah, this is my take on an unrequited love fic (a short one though)

I uhm, I am not very experienced with Angst if I am being honest, but I tried. I even listened to a “Heartbreak Playlist”. Anyways, I can only say from my point of view that this is....the most angsty thing I ever wrote so far. 

And it’s basically me, ripping my own heart out, throwing it down the stairs, picking it up again, throwing it on the street to let it be run over by a fucking car. And setting it on fire afterwards.  

And yup, this is simply my personal self-destruction fic, have fun I guess -w-

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Eizan Etsuya never had been much into romance. From a young age on, he never really understood what just fascinated everyone so much about the word “love”. He was convinced that his own parents didn’t love each other for even a second in their long marriage. They never kissed, called each other by sweet nicknames, hugged or held hands. Actually the more older he grew, he noticed how his parents preferred to look at completely different persons, usually younger than them, with clearly attracted eyes. But whenever they looked at each other there was nothing but cold void which was the product of a marriage merely based on prestige and family benefit. That’s how it worked in the world he grew up in. There was a reason why such things as pink and flattery fairytales where destined lovers always found their happy end were kept from him. There was a reason why his father kept telling him that “love” will only cost your ruin in the world of business. It made you vulnerable, it made you weak, it was quite simply not something he could allow himself to feel. And yet, despite all the warnings, he fell in love. Hard. And he learned it in the most cruel way that his father was right all along. — It was so unfair. So unfair. So unfair. So unfair. He was supposed to be cold. Vicious. Cruel. Such bullshit like this shouldn’t hit him that hard. But here he was. Feeling like he had been stabbed repeatedly but forced to be standing regardless. His knees were weak and could barely support him. The room was decently heated but he still felt like he broke into ice and fell into the freezing water underneath. And in his chest there was his terribly aching heart, with each and everyone of it’s beats being a piercing pain that was just unbearable. Like every other guest’s his eyes were fixated on the main attraction of the evening. The reason why everyone came at all. The gracefully dancing couple that currently had the dance floor all for themselves. But unlike the others who eyed the perfect synergy and beautiful choreography of the couple as a whole, he only had eyes for the woman in white in the arms of her husband. Although to him she looked gorgeous in everything she put on, the dress certainly made her look like a goddess walking on earth. Her hair, which held the most beautiful shade of green that there was to him, had been handled with care and surely experienced hands braided it into a stunning hairdo. Her natural beauty didn’t require much make up to make her shine regardless and the make up artist defiantly took notice of that. Her lips were curled into a small, happy smile that made his aching heart flutter and her beautiful red eyes were attached to the sparkling blue ones they were supposed to. He saw her expression being frosty and cold so often, but there was none of this in that very moment. Kinokuni Nene. Of all the people he could have fallen for, it had to be her. A girl clearly destined to someone else from the very beginning on. Fate had intertwined them from a young age on and as destiny commanded it, they grew closer and closer like the entire world had always predicted it. From the moment on in which he had felt how his heartbeat got a bit faster as she passed his way somewhere in middle school times, he should have known that it would lead nowhere. And surely he had been in denial about his feelings for a long way. But it was hard not to admire her sheer elegance and refinement. Her precision. Her coldness. Her hidden warmth. Her ambition. Her rare smiles. Her knowledge around various topics. Her snarky comments towards Kuga. Her beautiful, delicate voice. Her firm look when she had turned to him and told him, him alone, that she believed that Central was the right thing for the school. No matter how hard he tried to battle reason back into his mind, when she yawned he wanted to offer her his shoulder to sleep on, when she was freezing he wanted to offer her his jacket and when she rushed past him after he lost her fight against Yukihira, all he wished was to run after her and pull her in his arms. There were times when he thought he might have a chance. Sometimes she would eye Isshiki so coldly, so darkly. She had been ready to sacrifice him to make Azami’s reign possible. Those were the time when he allowed the sheer foolery to take over his brain and make him believe that he might, might, might got to hold her after all. But that’s what it was. Sheer foolery. In the end, destiny of course won over and he was there, alongside all the other students in the hall where the Team Shokugeki took place, as her cold eyes melted and were replaced by such a softness, only dedicated to the man she was dancing with right now. If this was all one of the fairytales that had been shunned from him as kid, then they would be the Princess and the Prince. Overcoming all the tribulation fate put into their way to only make their destined happy end even sweeter. In this story the only role he could possibly take on was that of the monstrous dragon who fell for the beauty of the princess and would be punished by a sword through the heart at the very end of the story for his ridiculous idea that a princess and a dragon could be together. As the dance ended and the couple came to a halt, eyes attached to each other oh so lovingly, he turned away not joining into the claps and cheers from all the others. No one took notice of him anyway. And so as he heard things becoming lively behind him, as the guests now were allowed to rush to the dancefloor as well and cheery music started playing, he sat down far away from all the tumult on some chair in the shadows. He pulled out his mobile phone and did not mind the glaring, cold, blue light that emerged from the screen as he searched for the chat with his father. With a complete void in his eyes he agreed on meeting that one woman, from that one high-ranking family that his father had always told him about. People should know their place in fate after all. He put his phone back into the pocket and closed his eyes for a moment, allowing himself to give himself in to stupid, childish fantasies of a universe where things were different and where it were the dragons who got the princesses in the end.

[soaringlanddormitory]

“Do you think the moon is jealous because of how pretty you are?” Kasem/Rosa, “He’s so pretty I think I’m gonna faint.” Yo/Takashi, “Don’t you ever do that again!” Emile/Kaoru Yakuza AU (:

Yes!! I love these so much!!! [And I love you of course!!!!]! Thank you for sending this in!! I will love writing this!

Also the Yakuza AU got angsty !! So warning for angst ahead!

KaseRo

Finally, peace and quiet and some alone time with the girl he loved so much. There was a little party that was ongoing inside his dorm. He wanted to invite his girlfriend over because it was the night which people played music and sang songs together. He enjoyed every single bit of it, but he thought that maybe he wanted to be alone with her for a while… So he could at least have a moment with her.

He was first stargazing, but his eyes began shifting to the girl beside him who was holding unto the rails of the balcony. She was watching the stars with him with a large smile on her face. He didn’t actually know that she’d be so excited over small things like this. He began grinning a bit because he couldn’t control the muscles of his face. It was as if that smiling was an automatic reaction when she was around.

“I never knew that your dorm had the perfect view for the stars!” She brought up and began pointing at a couple of stars. “Like… look at that! It’s so bright!” She noticed the small details on the sky and she paused for a moment to laugh and this might have confused Kasem quite a bit.

“Pink Rose, I hope you know that your laughter makes my heart beat twice as fast because it’s such a great thing to listen to…” His comment made her blush, making her ruffle her own hair with her hand. “But why did you laugh all of a sudden? Is there something on my face?” He asked this and she only shook her head.

“Nope! There’s nothing on our face.” She replied to his second question first. “But I wanted to say that maybe that’s why your dorm is called “Soaring Land Dormitory”- because it looks so close to the sky! I wonder how it looks like waking up in the morning in this.” She speaks up and he just ended up bursting in laughter.

“Oh. Even I didn’t realize that. How cute of you. Thinking of little details like that. He began holding her hand and went close to her face to give a small peck on her forehead. “But now you’ve brought up the stars, may I bring up something about the moon?” He asks permission and she only blinks for a while before tilting her head.

“Of course you can. You don’t really need to ask me if you’re allowed to bring something up!” She always loved the side of his that she only got to see, if not, then only a few. He may be usually proud and smug, but around her- he was more considerate, even loving. He had a big soft spot for her. 

“Do you think the moon is jealous because of how pretty you are?” He lifts up her chin a bit as he grinned a bit. “Such a pretty face, hair that I could play with all day and even a voice of an angel… How can the moon not be jealous?” He may have been a bit of a flirt, but he was only an honest flirt with her.

This caused Rosa’s cheeks to go red and she began covering her face with her hands. She did love this side of him, maybe even a bit more than she originally thought she would. “I-I don’t know how to respond to that…” He face was fullt red, and she tried to hide her face even more as soon as he began patting her head.

“Aha… Was that too embarrassing for you?”

Well, now… She wasn’t the only one embarrassed anymore as soon as he found himself flustering over his own lover.

Yo/Takashi

One of the biggest things that always made Takashi interested was the love lives of people. He didn’t care on who it was- he loved hearing about it. The result on him knowing can go in different ways, but no matter what- he’d find the information fun. He was currently trying to figure out who the lover or crush of his half brother.

Takashi leaned in close as he listened to Yo talk about the people in his universe. He heard a couple of people and he met some already, but he tried to look for something that could give him a hint that he liked somebody… but it was funny because he didn’t even need to further ask him. He didn’t need to ask more details because as soon as he began talking… he already knew who he liked.

Yo crossed his legs and he placed his hand up in such a sassy fashion that made Takashi grin a bit. Yo was really an interesting person, and his gestures only made it better. “Last but not least, Hironori! Man, have you see Hironori?” He emphasized the name of the man he started to talk about. Takashi zoomed in closer, quite intrigued.

“I think I’ve seen him already… But I didn’t know his name by one look…” He tried to recall everyone that he’s seen so far, but now that a name that wasn’t so familiar came in, he realized that he hasn’t talked to anyone yet. “Can you describe him more? So I can be sure that if I saw him already?”

“Damn right I will describe him!” Yo proudly says before falling backwards, and he was so lucky that they were on a bed. Takashi invited Yo over to his house so he was also allowed in the other male’s room. “Like- he has two hair colors-! He’s got a pretty shade of purple, and the other half is a darker color! He has the most alluring eyes… He’s so tall and that makes him even look more fantastic! I want him to pick me up and I want to like… totally kiss me as he continues carrying me.” He started to talk non-stop about how much he loved the man.

Takashi didn’t interrupt his half brother talking, but he did take note in every single detail he said. He now confirmed that he’s seen the male before. He wanted to see how long it would take for Yo to actually stop fanboying about someone in his own universe. After about 5 to 10 minutes of straight talking, Yo began sitting up again to meet Takashi’s eyes. “Is there anything else you want to tell me?”

Yo grabbed the collar of Takashi and shook him a bit- it was only playful, not harmful in anyway. “If you allow me to talk about him more, we’re not going to be sleeping tonight., man.” He released him before he placed his own hand on his chest. “He’s so pretty I think I’m gonna faint.” 

Takashi began chuckling before he patted his head. “Aww. You’re in love with a guy! I fully support you and I’d be so down in shipping you two!” He winked at him. Even if his wink may mean different things, he had to say that this time- it was just because he felt it was the right moment to do so.

“Shipping us? Right choice. We’re basically married.”

It was no surprise that the two boys took a long time before ending their conversation… Also it was no surprise for a brunette woman to be leaning on the door of her own son with tears in her eyes. “I support the ship so much.”

“Sae, you’ve been there for an hour.”

Emile/Kaoru

It’s been three days ever since their leader was marked as MIA. The day and nights were quiet, and no one felt happy during that span of a week. Emile tried to strum his guitar in a tune of a happy song, but even if he tried- it only ended up turning sadder as seconds passed by before he completely stopped... The thought of his leader gone hurt him too much.

There were several changes inside the house. No one even went in the room of Kaoru. No one even bothered to make jokes or have fun on the dining table. There were no smiles or teasing in the span of the week... It turned quiet. No one could actually feel happy if they knew he was gone. He sacrificed himself for the group... and that’s also the last words he said.

“I love you guys. Remember that, alright?”

Those were the last words he said before he got cut off with the rest of the members of the alliance. He turned off the ear piece, and they never heard his voice since. That was what made all the alliance’s hearts drop. Especially his gang members who were considered closest to him... He was their leader after all. He was the leader of the LA$T $HOT$- he made them a gang... And now he was gone.

Emile’s hands began shaking and he placed his guitar down. Once again, he couldn’t even finish the song. He wasn’t able to spot Kaoru listening, and he didn’t hear the compliments he usually gave. He didn’t hear the name “Guitar Hero”- a nickname which Kaoru specifically gave to him. All the memories came in his head, and Emile began curling into a ball- some tears dripping on his guitar.

“Mi amigo...Mi amigo Kaoru, he’s gone...” He mumbled to himself as he continued crying and he didn’t even try to stop himself from crying. It took him a couple of minutes to calm down. Once he stopped crying, he saw Isshiki go close to him, even patting his head

“Emile... We’re leaving soon, alright? We have to... meet the Chankul family.” He says this and Emile only looks up for a bit before nodding his head. He couldn’t find a way to respond. His throat felt too dry and his eyes were puffy from crying and Isshiki began talking again. “Let me get you some water, okay? I think you need it...”

“Thank you...” Emile thanks him in a soft voice, even if his voice was cracking. “... But maybe a water bottle is enough... So we can bring it along the way.” Once he says this, Isshiki continued to go to the refrigerator to get him some water. Yes... He was right. Everyone did act a bit different once Kaoru was gone.

After a few minutes, everyone was ready to go to the Chankul family- ready physically, but not mentally or emotionally. They were going to face his parents, after all. They already knew the news, so imagine how it would be like seeing them face-to-face. 

Now it was time...

Emile gulped as he continued to look at the door of the Chankul house. He couldn’t bring himself to enter it, he only stayed in place. What was he supposed to do? If he entered there, he might end up crying just by the mere thought he was gone. It didn’t help that he was an emotional person. Even if he didn’t enter the place, he felt his eyes getting watery. 

Everyone from the alliance gave stares at each other to see who would want to enter the room first- and the first person to open it was the childhood friend of Kaoru- who was Masae. She may have hesitated at first, but she decided to push the doors open- and it was to only spot Sakda standing on the other side of the floor.

He was waiting for their appearance, and he didn’t even bother opening his mouth to tell them to come in. He only waited, as he impatiently tapped his foot on the ground.

Emile has always been someone who could observe emotions pretty well, and he understood human beings very well. However at this moment, he couldn’t. It was probably because he couldn’t even control his own feelings. Each of them slowly approached the father of Kaoru, but they hurried up as soon as he said “Faster.”

“Señor Chankul...” He mumbled the name of the man, trying his best not to swallow his own words or sob while talking. “We’re sorry... We’re so sorry... I’m... I’m sorry...” He stopped trying the moment he started to apologize, and everyone began apologizing.

Even Eizan’s hand was shaking as he apologized- he didn’t want to show any kind of emotion that could bring down his pride- but maybe in the corner of eyes, there were something. The person who was considered as the most cheerful, Kuga, apologized in repeat as he clenched his fists tightly and refused to face his friend’s father. Dai, who was already damaged enough, was on his knees and apologizing as he hit the floor with his knuckles.

And Emile was there, dropping anything he held as he began crying. He wiped his tears away as he continued to apologize to the man. He didn’t know what to do because no matter how many tears, words or apologies- it won’t bring back one of the people most important to him...

Sakda watched all of them before sighing. “... It’s the mafia life. You should expect the worse. I can’t blame any of you. The only people to be blamed is fate and the enemies. I am well informed you all did your best.” He took this well and he only turned around before working off. “Any person could die at any moment, and we all know this. It’s something we should accept in the life of a yakuza member.”

“We still shoul apologize for having our best as not enough...” Emile brought up and Sakda raised his right arm.

“Enough talking. I’ve heard enough of this.” He says this before placing down his hand. “All apologies are accepted. Everyone has a chance of dying. Everyone has an equal chance.” He looked back at them for a moment. “... Well except for my son.” He paused. “Because he somehow has a bigger chance of surviving, as he escaped death itself once again.”

All the members only froze at the words he said and Sakda only continued walking to a room. “Bold of you to assume my son will agree to leave this world that easily. He’s trained by Yours Truly. Now get your asses here.”

They didn’t know how to take this all in- but all they should do was rush in behind Sakda.

Once Sakda opened the door, it revealed a male who was bandaging himself up, while having his hair tied up like his father. “You’ve got visitors, son who apparently came back to life.”

“Is it my all-” Before Kaoru could continued talking, he felt people push him to the ground by hugs. “Ow! Fuck! Okay wait, shit- that hurts-”

There were people crying and sobbing around Kaoru, and once he saw who they were- it was his members but Tetsuji. Just seconds later, they were all lifted up by the said man before being placed down again

“Don’t you ever do that again!” Emile yelled on the chest of Kaoru as he continued to cry. “We thought you lost you and... and-!”

“Sh... Guitar Hero...” That name was finally said again by the man he wanted to hear it from. “I was lost and now I’m found, alright?”

Instead of saying wore words, Emile only continued to cry on his leader- relieved he got to see his leader--- no, friend again.

[soaringlanddormitory]

☃ Takara/Noboru, ☕ Takashi/Shigeo (I'm all here for the war), ⎚ (Hanako/Kaoru) please ;w;

Yes!!! I love this!! Thank you so much for sending this in!!!

☃: One must begs the other to build a snowman with them - they don’t wanna.

All Noboru wanted to do during the Winter break was to be away from all the stress, and he was pretty successful in doing that… for a while. He was currently sipping coffee, very pleased with the silence. It was one of the rare occasions that he should treasure-

Ding dong.

He placed his mug down and looked at the door cor a couple of seconds. It must have been Ran or any one else from the Elite Ten. He just hoped it wasn’t Hiraku. He sighed softly before walking to the door and he hoped he wouldn’t regret the choice. He twisted the knob and opened the door, and the first thing he spotted was… a fellow First Seat.

“… Tsukasa.” He mumbled her last name and the girl lit up, a grin on her face. Since he was so up close- he really noticed her fang. Her eyes gleamed in happiness and before he knew it, she began holding his hand and dragging him outside. “What are you doing?!”

Takara decides not to answer, she only begins humming a tune that they were both familiar with. “Do you want to build a snowman?” Great… Just great. A song from Frozen. She was singing a Disney song to try and persuade him to join her. “Come on, let’s go and play!”

Noboru was surprised that she was the first seat when she seemed so chill. He had to deal with his work, and he was constantly stressed with all the work piling up. He sighed and rolled his eye. “We’re not going to play.” With his response, he pulled his hand away and went back to his house. He shut the door at her and he felt the female bump his door. “How dedicated are you?!”

“I never see you anymore-”

“We met last week!”

“Come out the door-”

“No!”

“It’s like you’ve gone away! We use to be best buddies, and now we’re not. I wish you would tell me why!”

Noboru was tired of this, and he knew that if he denied her more, she’d magically end up inside his place… he wouldn’t know how she did- but he knew that she would. He opened the door slightly, slightly twitching.

“Do you want to build a snowman?” Takara almost went out of tune because of laughing. He finally gave in. “It doesn’t have to be a snowman.”

“Let me finish my coffee first.” He told her this, his face looking tired. “Come in. You’re going to freeze outside.”

The girl only entered the room before dusting off the snow particles off her clothes. “Thank you, Noboru!”

“I can’t believe I’m doing this…”

☕: One muse spills hot coffee all over the other muse! Ouch!

Seeing people from a different universe was truly something new to everyone! It was nice knowing that people could actually gain friends with other people that they’ve never seen before! But in exchange… there are possibilities of enemies too. This was to be expected since the two bicker a lot with someone similar in their own universe.

Takashi was eating walnuts and drinking a milkshake for a snack. It was break and the cafeteria was pretty empty at the moment! It was one of those times which Takashi surprisingly preferred it to be quiet. He was currently waiting for any news from the Elite Ten for a meeting so he could prepare. 

Without any warning, he bumped into and a very hot liquid poured over him. He yelped and jumped off his seat, trying to shake off the coffee that just spilled on him. “What in underworld’s name is this-!” He shouted at the person who spilled the coffee at him. He would have eased down immediately if it were someone younger than him or a friend- but his anger only strengthened as he saw the person.

He spotted Shigeo, who has his eyes widen but he quickly regained his composure. He didn’t want to apologize to the male he hated most. Definitely not. He shouldn’t back down or else he’d be considered as the “loser” in this situation.

“I didn’t see you there, Kuga. You were much too small.” A snicker came from the Eizan who Suzume hated most. “Maybe if you were a bit taller, I could have avoided this… accident.” He began chuckling at his own joke and the blonde began shaking in anger. First, coffee spilled over him and now… he had to bring up something that would piss him off ten times more?!

For one of the first times in his life, he actually decided not to censor his words with what he came up with. Meat? Medusa? Hah. He had no control as of the moment. “You fucking bitch!” Takashi swore, finally fully snapping at him. “I didn’t do shit this time! And this was one of the days I decide to wear the damn sweater my brother sewed me!” He instantly picked up his milkshake before spilling it over the male’s shirt and pants.

Shigeo stared at his own clothes, his expression darkening. “Wow. What a mature kind of revenge, Kuga.” He got his handkerchief before wiping off some drink off of him. “I never expected to curse like that, but I give you props for looking strong. Maybe small creatures do hold in anger more.”

Takashi began hissing, just getting angrier each second. “Now I know what my dad meant by Eizans are bastards!” He didn’t exactly want to judge them at first, but now he has experience… he does not want to do anything with their bullshit.

⎚: Our muses are separated by a gate/wall that they’re unable to cross.

[I hope you don’t mind that I used the Yakuza AU, Lea!! also *wink wink* This is also lowkey a snippet in away of what happens when the plan gets really ruined!! ALSO I HOPE YOU DON’T MIND THAT I USED A DOOR INSTEAD OF WALL/GATE

Hanako and Rin belong to @polar-stars!!

Emile belongs to @polar-star-dorks!!]

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Kaoru knew what he needed to do to save the person he loved. He had no other choice. She was a planner, and he had trusted her skills completely. But he knew that the amount of people after them could actually bring them down. Maybe it was his mistake for being such a “hero” in this worlds. Saving others but never himself. 

He pushed her away before shooting the metal door to close completely. He knew that the red lights marked something- and he surely didn’t want the enemies to shoot that first. He breathed out heavily as he reloaded his gun. “Sorry flower, but we’ve broke rule 1 from the start.” He didn’t know if the person behind the other door could hear him. All he heard was her knocking on the door several times.

“Aroon-! You dumbass!” She shouted from the other side, slamming the wall with her hands even if caused some pain to herself. She knew if she continued, it might even cause bruise on her hands. “Why would you do that?!” She began turning on her ear piece, trying to contact him. “Aroon!”

Kaoru couldn’t do anything but listen to her voice. He decided to turn on his so he could speak back. He only let out a chuckle, and it was obvious that everything was connected to the whole alliance. “You should all escape. You all have a total of 5 minutes to escape. Their back-up is coming soon.”

He heard the door get slammed again and he only looked back. He began biting his lips, worried about the female. “You idiot! We’re not leaving you behind! If we leave you inside yourself, you’re doomed! Do you have any idea what they can do to you?!”

“Lotus. Please.” He punched the metal door, and this made her wince a bit. “Just leave. I already know all the consequences…” He mumbled. “But I’m not fucking afraid of dying. Not if it’s for you guys…”

“How do you think we feel about this?! We could have left with you, there would be no problem with that! We could have went with Plan-”

“Hanako. Please.” Kaoru whispered, and even people could hear him- he had to say it. “Leave. Now. If I didn’t do this, they’d chase over us. They’d know our location. Isshiki Satoshi and Kinokuni Nene would have been doomed. It’s fine.” He reassured. “I’ll be okay.”

“You won’t!” It was obvious by her voice that she already began crying. “You won’t be okay…. You won’t!” No matter how many times she hit the door or even pleased- the barrier that separated her from her leader wouldn’t happen. “Kaoru… I… I…” She finally broke down. “You’re not immortal! I know you’re strong, I believe in you… But you won’t come out alive!”

This was the first time everyone heard he break down and it made everyone’s hearts fall into pieces. Emile was currently crying and Rin was trying to calm him down and Masae clenched her fists as tight as she can- it was so tight that her nails began digging  in her skin. Tetsuji felt himself drowning, but he had to act strong to make sure he’d be there for the rest of the group.

Kuga only closed his eyes shut- he was unable to say a word. Eizan couldn’t look back… if he did, he knew he’d be trying to save someone he originally thought he wouldn’t care about. Nene was gripping Eizan, not knowing what to do- but she wanted to think od a way to save him. Isshiki didn’t show his expression to anyone, but he was obviously in pain.

Dai was currently inside a car, his vision getting blurry with the tears piling up. “Cross… Take Lotus away from there.”

Kaoru spotted several people running to him, different guns with them and he was sure he’d be shot dead on the spot. He laughed sadly, saying his last words before turning off the ear piece so they wouldn’t be able to hear the shots.

“I love you guys. Remember that, alright?”