𝐈 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔 || ꜱ. ᴀɪᴢᴀᴡᴀ

Cravings

   "Y/n? Are you okay in there?" Yuri called out, "you didn't fall over did you?" She laughed.

"I'm fine, just give me a minute, the -uh- the zipper got stuck," I replied my eyes still glued to my skin.

A long thin line, reaching from one side of my pelvic bone to the other, leaving a slight indent in my skin.

How have I never seen that before?

It wasn't obvious, but I could tell it was a scar, and an old one at that; evident from how it seemed slightly more faded than the newer scars that littered my body from hero work.

I must've passed it off as a battle scar, I thought, trying to pass it off as something I had simply overlooked. But even then, it seemed implausible.

Yes, it was faded. But the scar was long and jagged.

It was different.

I unconsciously ran a finger along the white line, shivering slightly as I regarded it in the mirror.

A word came to the forefront of my thoughts, my brain somehow associating it with the scar.

"E-"

"Y/n? The zipper can't seriously be that stuck!"

Gone.

I snapped out of my almost trance-like state and threw on another dress, pulling up the side zipper as I walked out, "got there in the end." I gave my best fake smile, the one I wore for months after my grandparents passing.

Yuri hobbled around me as if she was a seamstress taking measurements for a new outfit.

"I like it." She concluded, "but not as much as the dark blue one."

"Well, I'm buying a brand new wardrobe, and since I'm not paying full rent anymore I have some money to spare." I turned to the mirror, my eyes subconsciously flicking to the lower half of my stomach, which was lined with a long white line. "Anyway, this is the last piece, so I'll get changed and then we can go to that thrift shop I wanted to go to to get some other clothes."

I got changed quickly, as to try to stop myself from looking at the new yet old line on my skin. When I was done I picked up both the yes and no pile of clothes, asking my friend to hold the ones I was buying while I put the others on the rack.

I took back the pile and paid at the desk, leaving the shop with two large paper bags of clothes.

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When walking to Yuri and Hizashi's apartment, I couldn't stop trying to remember that word.

E.

That was the only thing I could recall.

It was like the memory was so faint I couldn't quite catch it.

"So when do you leave?" Yuri stood next to me with a box of doughnuts in her hands, a jam one currently in her mouth as she spoke. The sight made me laugh. 

"Tomorrow."

Yuri turned to me, "That soon?!"

"Yeah, I kinda forgot to mention that part," I said putting down the baby things as she shut the door to her apartment behind her, "Like how you forgot to offer me a doughnut." I nudged her and tried to grab a baked good from the box.

"Hey! Pregnant woman gets the doughnut."

"Do I look like I care if you're pregnant or not?" I said, still trying to seize one.