GOD'S FAVOURITE. 𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐒𝐢𝐱.

Rain hit the pavement in such a soothing lullaby it had felt like a Mother shushing her fussy baby on a long and late night rather than a thundery reckoning.

Her knees were scraped and bloody with two damp patches leaking through as they nailed themselves down to the ground. Despite the occasional busybody onlooker from the other side of the road it had been but a weakened girl brought to her knees and an increasingly astonished man lost for words crowding the bare street, neither saying a word but practically screaming volumes at one another.

"You're lying." Soichiro snapped, bellowing in his denial and adamant about the two words he had just muttered.

Lying? Now that she wanted to laugh, she wanted to use those useless tears threatening to escape her eyelids and turn them into laughter that bounces down the narrow streets.

"Am I? Or are you unwilling to think anything that exists outside of that pathetic thing you call the law!? I know you turn your back on the truth when it suits you."

"This needs to be reported!" Soichiro urged though he was met with an outlandish scoff. "If you just let me help you! There's more to this than you're letting go on and whatever it is we can stop it, Doctor Hatori can be put behind bars! Why the hell won't you believe in me!?"

"Oh yeah? What for?" Her head cocked to the side. "You think talking fixes things and telling on him for something I did comes to a resolution!? Are you a child!? Your version of justice comes at a cost, if the story doesn't match your quota then you spin it into something else and you're unwilling to hear what anyone else has to say. You claim to help people but only if there's evidence, am I right? I will never, for as long as I have left on this earth believe in you or your justice. You only showed interest when it suited you in the first place! Do you want to hate Ken Hatori for something? Go ask what your wife gets up to on those busy days."

"If you don't tell when I ask what am I supposed to do!? There are regulations set in place for these types of things!" Soichiro argued, gripping her arm roughly so she spun back around to face him. Rather than being stunned into silence or a useless bystander he now glared at her right back. "I love my wife and love means to trust...How could you possibly begin to understand the concept of loving someone when everyone around you is dead?"

How he had regretted those words the minute they had left his mouth and the look of anguish his face screwed up with pointed that out more clearly than anything.

If he could Soichiro would beat himself for that moment and as every word flashed through his mind that he has fed her. the regret piled in like a brick to the head. He truly was a jester, so many empty claims of wanting to help her and then spitting out the most childish thing he could muster in the argument.

To the day he was laying on his deathbed, Soichiro would never forget the look in her eyes, and neither would Y/N. The days she had spent living in complete numbness, the idea she had crafted in her head that nothing could or would ever cause her heart to thaw all destructed in a matter of seconds again and suddenly she was that eight-year-old pounding against the locked door.

That was the appeal of words and thoughts. We could spend decades upon millenniums telling ourselves that were unfeeling to things anymore and that words were simply that, a concept with no real weight to them because it was all well and good to bear the curse of pretending to be made of iron.

'It won't affect me anymore' What a ridiculous idea that was. No matter what shape or form people have taken, no matter if it was the darkest monster lurking in the depths of shadows or an angel that's basking in the light, words will always carry the weight no matter what lies we feed ourselves.

Maybe it was never the word that held any weight but the person it was spoken from.

"I could never even fathom the idea of love." A hoarse and rather frail giggle wept in the back of her throat. "Let me know one of these days what it's like."