Things We Used To Share

Give Up

Hiro was nowhere to be found.

Investigations led to nothing.

Rido's mansion was empty, and he couldn't sense Hiro anymore.

"Kaname...?"

He looked over, Yuki sitting on the couch, holding a book.

"Is something wrong, Yuki?"

"You looked so sad..." She said, burrowing his eyebrows.

"I'm fine. And you messed up on that sentence." He smiled.

She pouted, re-reading it.

...He knew Hiro was heartbroken after what Rido had said.

And that fact he could use his powers so early...

Could he have escaped?

What could Rido be doing?

Kaname spent weeks searching, then months, then years.

But nothing was reported or gave off any kind of clue.

He never stopped looking, but it became hard to hard to juggle with controlling the Night Class, the conferences with the Council, and keeping watch over Yuki.

But Hiro would visit him in his dreams, never saying a word. He only had the pained expression he wore the day he left.

Old memories would haunt him.

Slowly, he gave up.

It took years, but his heart was overwhelmed with grief.

And he wasn't sure if it would kill him or have him suffer even more.