There are two Akashis to begin with…
“Seijuro…”
I called him…my voice shaking.
He stopped. Finally…he snapped out.
I ran unto him.
His eyes dilated on the picture before him. A splash of red. Chaos. Defeat. Devastation.
He was devastated…scared…and as surprised as I were.
My body felt so heavy, as if it’s warning me to stay away. But I fought back. He needs me…
“I…”
I rapidly held him, embraced him in my arms. Every part of his body was shaking…I wanted it to stop.
“It’s okay Sei-chan…you’re okay…we’re okay… it’s okay…”
I repeated and kept on repeating as I held tighter onto him. Slowly, he clung on to my arms…and gripped it.
Tighter…
He squeezed my arm so tight that I couldn’t almost feel it.
There were heartbeats in his touch…
And they were as loud as mine.
“Wha-??---Sei-chan!!! Haru-chan!!!”
And as I saw my big brother running unto us…I finally gave in…and cried.
-----------------/Haruna Saizaki POV/-------------------------
I remember it very well…the last night I stayed at Akashi-kun’s house.
I couldn’t sleep.
It’s not because the sky is not dim enough, or loud…
But because every time I close my eyes, everything is starting to replay as if it’s happening again.
And I couldn’t take it off my mind…the way he looked…the way he grabbed a rock and stamped it again and again towards that stranger…
…the stranger who claimed to be his father…
I moved. Rolled one side to the other side, placed my head up then down, closed my eyes, then opened it. After a few more minutes, I finally decided to just stand up. It’s going nowhere anyway…
And I was thirsty.
Fuyumi Akashi, Sei-chan’s mother, was my mother’s childhood friend. She was the one who asked me and my brother to always stay there for the summer. To be honest, that time I was really looking forward for our trip to Hokkaido. But our mother talked us into it. I didn’t really mind going back to Tokyo. After all, Sei-chan’s mother is very kind and generous.
HIT!
I stopped as I heard a sound and saw a shadow rapidly hit the other’s shadow upon the faint light of the living room.
Immediately, I hid.
“What were you thinking?!?! I told you to cut ties with those people. Now look what happened. You didn’t listen to me!!!”
It felt weird. The words weren’t loud yet it petrified me more than any other.
I heard a woman whimper. Was it Mrs. Akashi? At that time, I wasn’t sure. I wanted to peek into the open door but I couldn’t. I was a kid. What could a kid do?
“It’s just that…Seijuro… I just thought that… maybe he would stop feeling lonely if----“
“If what?!!? If his father comes to visit him?!?!”
