Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
𝕿he trip back to True Cross Academy was quiet, specially for the young Okumura boy. It didn't matter how many times the others tried to distract him or tried to talk to him, Yukio simply ignored everyone that was in the vehicle. He felt dead inside, even when his blue eyes seemed to be looking out of the window, the brunette was just staring into an infinite void of darkness. He had no more tears to shed, no words to say or even the strength to even listen to the others. Yukio felt empty, as if a piece of his soul was taken away from him. It didn't matter how many times he replayed the last time he saw Violet, he still couldn't find the answer to help him comprehend her actions.
The van came to a stop, the lack of movement making his mind going back to the reality that was his life. They were just outside True Cross Academy, the same place where they were picked up before heading out to that mission. He could see his father waiting for them with a smile on his face, showing how happy he was for their return. Yukio didn't want to get out of the van. He just wanted time to stop and keep him prisoner in the same place where he didn't have to face the harsh reality. Even when he didn't want to get out of the vehicle, his body automatically moved on his own when Nico slid open the door, giving him the space for him to get out.
Yukio didn't look the same. He looked like a zombie, someone who was walking between the living when he didn't even feel alive himself. Shiro could tell something was wrong when he noticed his son wouldn't even look at him, no word of finally seeing each other. Before he could even ask what was wrong, realization dawned on him when the door closed and Violet didn't come out of the van.
It was devastating.
Shiro walked closer to his son, the loss of the young girl was something he never expected but it was one that had shattered his heart into pieces. Years of service he had seen many fellow exorcists lose their lives in the field, an experience that had taught him to build a cold image in front of others. He knew the line of work they did and the dangers they would face on a daily basis. However, when it came to his kids, the ones he raised and trained, Shiro always had a soft spot for them. "Yukio..." He quietly called out for the young Okumura with his voice barely a whisper while he got closer to him. It only took for him to wrap the brunette between his arms before Yukio broke down into tears while burying his face against the priest's coat.
Father Fujimoto wanted to tell him that everything was going to be okay, that it would be over soon but it would be just a lie. The pain he felt at that moment will always reside in his heart, something he'll need to learn to live with the rest of his life. He knew how much Violet meant for his son, how her presence changed the perspective on how Yukio saw the world and how having her around had helped him develop into the strong young boy he had become. Shiro was afraid of how her absence would affect him, scared that Yukio would fall into the darkness of loneliness and lose the bright boy he was along with that special spark he admired so much.
