Purple - Yata Misaki Love Story

Part 8

I didn't go back to the bar, and some kind of rising depression took over me, and I felt like I was dragging my body to where I needed to be every step.
"Yuri-chan? Oh dear, you don't look so good."
"Tatara-san? It's been a while." I began, looking up to him.
He smiled lightly, "It has. We all miss you at the bar, even King - even though it doesn't seem like it."
He chuckled and I followed half heartedly.
"Sorry for ditching... It's just that after what happened with Yata..." I trailed off, my frown growing.
"Hey, don't sweat it. Everything will work out in the end." He began, placing a hand on my shoulder.
My eyes widened slightly in astonishment, and some how everything felt slightly better.
"I know just as much as King knows how much you belong with Homra. We're all waiting for you, Yuri."
"Even... Even Yata?"
"He'll come around."
I sniffed and quickly hugged him, his arms wrapped back around me and he chuckled lightly, assuring me that everything would be alright.