mysteries | ic; god that was strange to see you again

[She certainly doesn't mind his pause either. A small smile lingers on her face as she just looks at their joined hands.
She's a little embarrassed that Mamoru thinks of her that way, but she can't exactly deny it. Her first instinct is usually to punch a problem before trying to think through it or talk it out. She really just had no tolerance for any sort of injustice. ]

Yeah you're not wrong. It took a few missions for me to really get it in my head that being a spy means not attacking a target straight out at the first sign of danger. But, we work well together. There's Kiyomi, our sniper. Seems a bit standoffish at first, but she's really dedicated...Sakari is her messiah. She lived in Europe for almost half her life, can speak a bunch of languages and is really good at disguises and the like.

[It's been hard, but the missions go well and even despite the rules all four of them had become friends with one another. With how confident Mamoru was in her, she was able to see the strength that she had. She had always managed to get though even when her life fell about around her, even when she thought her only support was gone from the world. She had been able to survive without him, but now it felt like she could thrive. Even if he couldn't be constantly by her side like they both wished, he would still be there for her, and she would be there for him.]

And you guys are also getting along together? I've never heard of temporary Messiah or a switch like that. Was there something that happened? Like some big disagreements in the Messiah pairs?

[She wondered. Thinking that Kaito couldn't have dealt well with being separated from Mamoru at the beginning. Being told that he could only associate with one other complete stranger when his life-long best friend was there with him. She worried.]

Ah.. Honestly, I'm not too sure what they were thinking about when they did that either.

[ But Mamoru hadn't bothered to question it, hadn't gone against it. He knew there was nothing he could do about it anyway, and despite the fact that he knew Kaito wouldn't react to it well, he thought it'd be good for his friend to actually be able to try and get along with someone other than him now he finally got out of his isolation. And even though it had a rocky start.. well, in the end, it turned out okay, didn't it? ]

Ariga and I mostly got along fine though. I guess I got upset with him when they were suspicious of him and he didn't want to talk about his background even to me, but it got resolved pretty quickly. [ And with Mamoru being Mamoru.. he hadn't wanted to distrust the other anyway, he wanted to believe that Ariga was innocent and prove that - it's just that it was a little harder without the other wanting to open up. ]

Kaito, though.. Well, you know what he's like.

[ He figures it's probably part of the reason why she asked, aside from his personal business. She knows what Kaito is like, so Kiraki surely knows how he would have reacted to being seperated from Mamoru. ]

He tried asking if he could be Messiah with me instead, but they didn't want to take his requests into account. So he was assigned to Mamiya instead.. he's a pretty kind person, sort of the gentle kind. He's great at playing the violin too.. really, he doesn't belong in a place like this.

[ Mamoru's gaze drops to his cup of tea though as he thinks about the next part, still not letting go of her hand. ]

But Kaito was pretty aggressive towards him. He kept blaming Mamiya for things and got mad at him all the time. They managed to resolve it in the end, and they actually got along pretty well before the pairs got switched around, but.. it took some stuff to get there for them. It was a rough time.

I'm a little surprised honestly...

[She began, also looking down at their hands again.]

But...I suppose that means he's really recovering, huh? I'm glad. I was honestly really worried about him.

[She gave a small smile. Remembering what Kaito was like before she disappeared, it sent chills down her spine. Haruto's death had affected her greatly as it had occurred during one of her absences. She couldn't help but think, that if she had been there, she could have done something to save him. There was a point however when Kiraki just couldn't do it anymore. When indulging Kaito's delusion became too much and she had to stop coming over to eat with them. She figured that Kaito wouldn't miss her. But, Mamoru, he would still come over to her place occasionally. Perhaps when it became too much even for him.]

A violinist? Well, that actually kinda makes sense. Sakari is an artist too. Really beautiful painter. But, she still has skills that make her useful. I imagine this Mamiya is the same.

[Martial arts had once been just a hobby for her. Sure she had to kick the occasional ass(for Haruto's sake usually) But other than that, it was just a great way for her to channel some of her aggression. But, first she was a Narc, then she became a Spy.

She could just imagine how that all went. Mamoru was trusting to a fault. He trusted his superior's decision, he trusted his partner even when there were suspicions against him.]

Well, it seems like Mamiya and I might have something in common then...

[She said with a bitter laugh. But maybe that also meant that Kaito would warm up to her soon enough.(even if he hadn't the years she had known him. She could always hope.)]

[ He won't deny that much about Mamiya, at least. Sure, the contrast in fighting styles between him and Ariga is pretty big, but that's only to be considered when you think of Ariga's background. Hell, Mamoru's sure Ariga is a better fighter than him, and he's actually received training before too since he joined Section 4. But Mamiya saved them from some pretty nasty situations in a way only he could. Everyone's just pulling their weight in their own way with their special skills (although Mamoru would turn up silent if you'd ask him what his own contribution was supposed to be, honestly, other than trying his best).

But what hits him more is the rest of the words that come out of Kiraki's mouth. She was worried about Kaito, cared for him, even though the other's treatment of Kiraki had turned colder and colder until he just ignored her completely by the time he had become deluded enough. He didn't even mention her anymore after she "died". But even so, Kiraki still worried.. it's a lot like her, he thinks. She's always had a big heart. ]

Yeah, he's gotten a lot better. He's had to face a lot of new things ever since he's gotten out of that apartment again, but.. I think it's doing him a lot of good. I'm sure it'll mean he'll accept you sooner or later too.

[ Although it makes him think of something. The first days that Kiraki had stopped coming over, the times she had made it obvious that she didn't agree with just going along with Kaito's delusion. It's those moments that made Mamoru waver even more on his decision to go along with it, but in the end he had stuck with it.

But still.. ]

So.. I guess you were right. Maybe I should have done a little more to push him out there earlier. [ But he had been way too scared of pushing Kaito too far, of breaking him with the knowledge that everything wasn't as happy and perfect as Kaito had made it out to be all by himself. ]

Mamoru,

[She began, leaning towards him a little. ]

You did all that you possibly could for him. I was the coward back then. I ended up ditching you when it became too much for me.

[She looked down, putting her free hand to her forehead. She just couldn't pretend that Haruto was alive, nor for anyone's sake. It just hurt too much. Mamoru was so much stronger than her in that regard.]

Remembering their promise, she continued.]

I did what I could too though. I wasn't able to help Kaito...

Since he wouldn't even acknowledge my existence.

But, I was at least able to help you a little, right?

Until I "died" that is, and left you alone again.

She looked at him a little sheepishly, her grip on his hand having become tight again.]

It's fine, Kaito's doing fine now but...I mean I hope he warms up to me because well...I won't be able to keep this up with you, if he still disapproves.

[She said, her eyes falling to their hands once again. Kaito was too important to him. She couldn't risk putting a strain on their relationship, even if that meant giving him up.]

Don't say that.

[ His voice is a little more tight at that, a little more determined. He knows why she's saying what she's saying - it's not like she wants to leave him behind, but it's more just that she doesn't want to get inbetween everything. But Mamoru can't see this as a situation where he has to pick one or the other. Kaito suffered since he wasn't able to do more for him. Kiraki suffered since she did everything for him. He has to repay them both, and he wants to stay by both of their sides.. the idea of one of them having to abandon their bond with him for the sake of the other feels ridiculous. Unacceptable. He wouldn't be able to live with it, and his grip on her hands tightens a little bit. ]

Don't even think about it.. you won't have to be alone anymore now. I promised that I'd stay by your side as long as I'm alive, no matter what.

[ Even if the situation with Kaito might be awkward at the moment. Even if they're technically not allowed to be lovers. They'll somehow find ways around it - he wants to believe in that more than anything. ]

I'll make sure it turns out alright, so don't even think for a moment about putting yourself aside. Alright?

It's not like I want to leave you or anything...

[She said, stating the obvious. She gave a slight forced chuckle to try and hide the new surge of emotions that threatened to overcome her. Even so a genuine smile lingered on her lips.

At that moment, she started to become more aware of where they were and became a little embarrassed. Mamoru was many wonderful things, but he was also very single-minded when it came to those he cared about. And that resulted in him being oblivious to many things.]

[She pushed her hair behind her ear nervously again, not fully meeting his eyes.]

Hey, how about we...[She nodded towards the door.] Let's go take a walk, get some fresh air. I think there's a nice park nearby.

[She thought that even being this intimate with him so close to headquarters was probably a bad idea. Mamoru wasn't about to leave her alone now that she was back in his life, and she knew that. They just needed to work out the best way to handle this. Sneaking around, being dishonest wasn't that easy for either of them.]

I've already payed for everything here so... [She looked at him and smiled.] So how about it?

[ Mamoru had gotten so caught up in his own thoughts and his fretting about her that he didn't even realise this might not exactly be the best place to talk about that sort of stuff. It'd be easy for just about anyone to overhear them here, while that's the exact opposite of what they want.. Only Kiraki words make him realise as much, and it's exactly because of that realisation that his gaze drops a little, his cheeks faintly coloring in shame.

He's already being terrible about trying to keep it a secret now, and they've only just begun.. He sure must be looking incompetent as hell over here, huh. ]

Y.. yeah, let's go. [ The words come out a little awkwardly, but it's really all just from the realisation of his own stupidity, not because of her. He stands up from his seat so they can leave, and he shoots her a bashful smile. ]

I promised Kaito I'd pick something up on the way back anyway, so it'd be easier to walk around for a bit.

[She released his hand as she stood up with him. Waving and bowing politely to the two shop proprietors, Tsubame and Uba before stepping right to Mamoru's side, smiling gently.]

What'd Kaito ask you for? I at least know the immediate are round here pretty well but...I imagine you do too.
[She said with a nervous rot of grin. While she had know of Saku's existence for quite some time now, she he had simply not known of Kaito and Mamoru being alive there.]

[It would e nearly impossible to keep their relationship a complete secret. Considering how the two of them were complete and utterly open books when in came to their emotions. But it was still some thing thing he could ignore fairly easily. She lifted her hand and pinched his cheek briefly as she star to walk out of the store.]

[ He's about to answer her question, but then he momentarily just gets entirely caught off track by the way she pinches his cheek like that. His jaw drops open for a moment, and his brain has to caught up with what just happened.. but when it does a very faint shade of pink appears on his cheeks, and he only barely remembers in time to turn and bow towards the proprietors.

But the first moment after that he's already chasing after her as she's leaving through the door. ]

Kiraki..!

[ You cheek-pincher you. Especially when he doesn't expect it, geez. Not that it's really unpleasant, but.. well, it just flusters him, okay.

When he catches up with her as they walk outside he slows his pace down again so they can walk side by side, this time hopefully away from scrutinizing gazes. ]

I just promised him some green tea cookies.. I can pick those up no problem. [ Don't mind the way he rubs his cheek a little bit, as if he can still feel the sensation from just now. ] Although.. I can't deny that it's sort of nice to be walking out here.

[ With her especially, sure, but the time they actually have to do this sort of stuff in general has been pretty scarce inbetween all the training and missions. Not to mention that they aren't supposed to be alive - neither of them.

He can't even tell Takano that they're both fine, as tempting as the thought might be. Even if they'd spot him right here out on the streets, they'd have to hurry and hide.. it's a slightly sad thought, Mamoru thinks, considering what a good friend he'd been to them. ]

[She raises her eyebrows at him with a slight grin. He was disgustingly adorable when he got flustered like that. She had once thought that boys weren't supposed to be that cute, but she had long since accepted that it was a part of Mamoru, and also learned that is one of the things she loved most about him. ]

Lucky it's such a nice day huh.

[Her hand twitches a bit towards him, and she fans out the fingers of her hand, trying to hide the slight spasm by using her hand to smooth her hair back. She wanted to hold his hand again. But not out in public like some foreigner couple. It was too much. But she still, looked at him as much as she could as they walked.]

We could stop by the bakery on the way back. [She nodded in the general direction of the aforementioned bakery.]
But...we're in no rush...right? [She said with a lingering glance in his direction]

[ The corners of his lips quirk up into a smile when she says that. ]

Of course we're not.

[ It'll be weird if they spend too much time out together, sure, but he figures a little bit can't hurt.. there's no doubt about it that Sakura and Botan already know about the fact that they knew each other before this, so they must figure they have to catch up first anyway. It buys them a little time, especially since Mamoru really doesn't want to go back yet. Sure, he wants to protect her from being punished for being close to him even though he's not her Messiah whatsoever, but that's just why he's got to find ways to make it a little less noticable. Somehow.

(Or at least make sure that if they're caught, he's the one who gets punished instead of her.) ]

It's way too nice out to rush. Besides.. [ Mamoru pauses for a moment, sucking in a breath of air. ] .. it's a little nostalgic.

[ The two of them walking here like this. It hasn't even been a year, but it still feels like so long ago that the two of them walked side by side like this. Those moments after long days of work when he'd insist on walking with her to her apartment, even though it wasn't even close to the road he needed to take home himself. But he never seemed to care about taking the long way around as long as he could walk and talk with her for a little while more, just like now. ]

I kind of miss it sometimes. Living that simply.

[Kiraki simply watched him a moment as he spoke. As always, simply enthralled by his features as they shifted so vividly along with his words and emotions.

She smiles back in unabashed relief. She wanted nothing more than to relish in the time that they could together.]

Yeah...[she began, trailing off slightly.] I miss it too. [She replied, her mind filling up with her memories of those simple times, walking together, talking together. Even though Mamoru was now standing right in front of her, her and went instinctively to the necklace around her neck. She didn't even remember what the occasion had been, but it was one of her favorite gifts from him.]

I remember, you used to follow me around sometimes like you were my little bodyguard. [She said affectionately,] Even though, I was the one who was in karate... [She laughed a little, looking forward to make sure she didn't run into anything. She continued walking in the direction of the park she liked. It also happened to be an area she was rather familiar with before even joining Section 5.] I wouldn't mind if that didn't change, honestly. [She looked at him with an expression that was one of love. She was so happy that they could have moments like this again. ]

[ There's a part of him that almost looks a little bashful when she puts it that way.. Honestly, it's not like Mamoru doesn't know that she was (and maybe still is, although he's at least gotten a lot more training thanks to joining Section 4 at first and then Sakura) much stronger than him back then. He was aware of it, but at the same time.. it just didn't feel right to make her do the fighting. There was a risk she'd get hurt while doing so, and he never wanted to see her hurt, even when they were still much younger than they are now. ]

It's not going to change. [ He still says that though in the middle of the bashfullness, and at least Mamoru does sound sure about that. No matter how much their circumstances have changed, he still wants to protect her, still wants to make sure nothing bad will happen to her.

Sure, it'll be harder. They're in seperate parts of Section 5, they're not Messiah, but.. he'll find some way, somehow. Since they learned of each other's continued existence just now, surely Sakura and Botan must be planning joint missions in the future. ]

I already promised you I'd be by your side. And.. well, you know I suck at sitting back and just letting stuff happen.

[ Especially when it comes to injustice or people possibly being hurt - let alone the girl he loves. ]

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Not that I'd want that to change. You jumping in front of me all the time is just gonna mean that I'll always have your back.

[She wasn't about to let him get hurt protecting her. But that was where this cycle persisted.
They stopped at a intersection, just beyond was the park she had been mentioning.]

Yeah, I suppose you are a man of action. Even if it takes you a little while to catch on to some things.

[She stuck her tongue out at him teasingly. Ignoring the darker possible implications of her statement.

There were reasons that Sakura and Botan were kept separate, and this was just it. Romantic relationships across the divisions could cause problems, but sometimes the varying skills were needed in order for the missions to succeed.

She knew that Mamoru would probably try and take responsibility if they were caught, try and make sure that he alone was punished. But that would not stand. If anyone deserved to be punished it would be her. Because, she had been breaking one of the other Sakura rules long before Mamoru even arrived there.]

[ Thankfully he knows she's not really meaning the darker implications. It does shoot across his mind for a moment - how he never knew that she was still alive, even though Kaito had known all this time - but he quickly forces it to the back of his mind. He doesn't want to think about sad things, not right now. Not when Kiraki is right by his side, as alive and radiant as she always has been. Sure, the teasing is maybe a little embarrassing, but Mamoru can at least take it in good spirits. Especially while he's still in his mood.

But it still means he can't resist nudging her a little by bumping his shoulder against their own (Mamoru might not be as much all over the place with physical contact the way she is, but when it's with the people he cares about he doesn't really mind this much) before starting to cross the road to get to the park. ]

Back to back then, right? [ Not that there aren't a lot of people Mamoru would trust with his back. He'd trust Mamiya and Ariga with it too, despite neither of them being his Messiah and him not knowing too much about them.. but Kiraki's a special case, of course. She's all the way up there. ] Kaito's still not much of a combat person anyway.. well, it's not his speciality.

[ Because when it comes to computers, he's never seen anyone work them the way Kaito does. The fact that he was able to even break into Section 5's database of all things.. ]

Your Messiah sounds a little like that too.

[ So in other words - if they do go on some joint mission, it'll be easier if they just stick together that way. Maybe Kaito would actually be able to bond a little with Umie too and actually make a new friend.. he's not too great with people, sure, but if you get him to start talking about computers, Mamoru knows that Kaito can be just as sociable as anyone else. It just takes certain topics. ]

[She nudged him back a little too roughly as always. But she giggles to try and diffuse her lack of control over her strength. ]

Yeah she is. I never thought I'd meet some one even close to Kaito ability wise. Almost feels like they should go head-to-head. [she said with a joking smile.] But that'd probably be the worst spectator sport ever. [She gave a light snort.] She's able to speak sometimes, but because of how the artificial database was connected to her brain, whatever she wants to say just comes out in seemingly irrelevant facts. But, after a while, you can figure out that if she's reciting specs for military grade server hubs it means she's happy to see you.

[She still had so much she wanted to talk about with Mamoru. Talk, joke, discuss, whatever it was.

[The park was spacious, somewhat western style, but with a few old vestiges of the past. A few shrines dotted about that no one had the heart to tear down, even a aging Torii gate at the far end. her favorite spot had always been a small shrine that sat in a cluster of trees and bamboo right next to a lake. A park bench had been put up years before more young alder growths sprung up around it, causing the whole little area to become more and more closed off each spring. Perhaps because of the shrine's presence, caretakers had been reluctant to cut down the trees.]

Wanna sit here for a bit?

[She rested her hand on the bench, looking out at the lake a little wistfully.]

[ He nods. ]

Sure.

[ Moving to sit down and watching her sit down next to him as well, he can't help but feel like this place is almost a little oddly symbolic - it's so hidden away in the park thanks to everything that grows around it. It's almost as if it's hiding them from the world, the way everything in Section 5's structure has already been doing for a while now.

(But this is still a little different. It's just them here. No superiors, no Messiah, none of their other friends. It's just the two of them sheltered here like this. It's been a long time since it was just them two - it hasn't been that way since the times he'd come to eat at her apartment when everything with Kaito got a little too much for him, and even then Kaito was technically always on his mind. Maybe it hasn't been the two of them like this since some moments in high school.)

Now it's just them again without anyone being able to see them, he gently moves to grasp her hand with his own again as they sit side by side. ]

Have you come here often since you got into Botan?

[ Mamoru wants to know. He wants to know more about those months of her life that he totally missed since he assumed that she had died. They've been friends for so long and been seeing each other for so long - the times that she disappeared only to return later aside - that it almost feels odd to miss such a chunk of each other's lives. ]

[She still felt so silly, but she got butterflies again almost instantly when he took her hand. Her cheeks tinged pink and she couldn't meet his eyes for a moment.]

I come here when I can. [She said softly, brushing her hair behind her ear again. She had been in love with him for so long it was still so hard for her to believe. She cleared her throat, knowing that Mamoru wanted more specifics.]

Umie doesn't like going outside very much, so I get her things from time to time. Oddly enough she likes books a lot. You'd think she wouldn't considering, her mind is like a database but...she says that she likes Fiction a lot, because, it's like new information. Something that didn't exist in the world until someone thought it up. [She cracked a grin.] But the stuff she reads is so dense it might as well just be encyclopedias...

[She looked at him, finally meeting his eyes. She still wasn't prepared and she felt her heartbeat pick up again. She had to take a deep breath, but kept meeting his eyes as her fingers fluttered against the back of his hands. He was always able to make her infallibly serene and uncontrollably exhilarated at the same time.

but besides that, she had something that she wanted to tell him.]

But I uh...I also went to go...check on you a lot. I didn't just keep an eye through the Database but I...[she paused, looking down.] I saw you...at my old apartment a lot. I'm sorry but, I couldn't risk it...I couldn't break the rules...[She trailed off, once again she had made the mood dark again, but she hoped that he would understand. She wanted to start telling him her secrets. All of them, one-by-one.]

[ It's nice.

Just sitting here, listening to Kiraki talking about her life at the Convent.. it's pretty nice. If not just since he likes knowing more about her, and that it makes things oddly calm for once (compared to the hustle and bustle of missions from the Church and trying to make sure his friends aren't about to shove each other off a rooftop). It's just them sitting here, holding hands - one of the few forms of physical contact he does think of, since it's just something they've been doing for so long, even if it has a different sort of feeling to it now. Even when they were kids and dragging each other around enthusiastically.. it feels so long since then.

But Kiraki is talking about her Messiah, and that's something he likes listening to as well. Because there's a kind of care in the way Kiraki speaks about her, a fondness, and it makes him smile. Both because he's glad she found someone to get along with, and because it's a reminder of how kind she can be. How much she cares when she cares about people. She's great.

.. except then the topic shifts, and his stomach feels like it's being squished together. ]

You saw..?

[ It's not that he minds that she didn't speak up. He can't blame her, he knows the rules people in their position have to obey. It's not what bothers him - it's the fact that she saw him.

She saw him standing there, no matter the weather. She saw him standing there, and Mamoru remembers he started tearing up quite a few times too. Because it was the only moment he could unload. Between not wanting to worry Takano at work and not wanting to worry Kaito at home, he never had time to mourn Kiraki. Those were the only moments since he thought no one was watching, that he wouldn't make anyone feel bad.

He thought wrong, apparently. ]

Ah.. so-- hnn. [ He remembers mid-apology (it comes out almost instinctively) that they promised to not say sorry anymore, even if it's already half come out. Mamoru tries to smile still, but there's something a little wry about it, even as he keeps looking at her. ] It must've looked pretty strange, huh..? I hope I didn't worry you too much.

[Kiraki bites her lip and shakes her head at him. ]

No no no, Mamoru don't--

[She suddenly releases his hand and jerks forward to pull him into a sudden embrace. She saw the memories of that time flash across his face, and she saw that it still hurt him. She had grasped him so suddenly that his arms were pinned to his sides and she just started sputtering without restraint.]

You-- I bet you didn't even have time to grieve did you, what with Kaito how he was and...
[She wanted to apologise, she wanted to scold him again for being so recklessly selfless.]

I don't think it's weird okay? Everyone cries and--I just-- I want to be able to be the one who is there with you-- I want to be able to help you.

[She made a frustrated noise before continuing.]

You're only going to worry me more if you keep neglecting yourself like this...

[That wasn't the right thing to say, and she cursed herself for it. He was just going to worry more, and try harder to please her in the way he thought would be best. He'd keep pushing himself and ignoring his own needs. She clenched her teeth, her hands balling into fists against his back.

[ At first Mamoru stiffens a little bit in the grip, like he didn't see it coming. He didn't, after all - maybe he should at this point, considering for how much of a portion of his life Kiraki has already been physical with him, even before they confessed their feelings like this, but at the same time it manages to catch him off guard every single time.

The stiffness only lingers for a moment until the surprise of it ebs away though, and then he shifts a little, pulling his arms out of her death grip carefully so he can wrap them around her back in return. Mamoru certainly will never only be on the receiving side of a hug, that's for sure. ]

It's okay, Kiraki. [ He rubs his hand up and down her back a little bit, like he's trying to calm her. She always reacts so emotionally to everything, but it also means he's always going to worry a little if she isn't just hurting herself. ]

Yes, it hurt a lot back then, but.. it's alright now. [ And he means that, despite the times he just puts up a front so no one will have to worry about him. ] You're right here.. you're not dead.

[ And that means everything right now. ]

That makes me more happy than anything else could.

[She was acting irrational again, and again she was worrying too much. She had never had a very good handle on her emotions. Whatever she was feeling usually was expressed physically, whether through a sudden hug or a fist.
She swallowed and took a breath. Let his familiar scent wash over her.]

I know it's silly now, after we're reunited but I guess I...I just...I wanted nothing more than to hold you then. It was all I could do to not just rush out and tell you that I was alive that I was okay...

But you're right...it's fine now, we're both alive.

[She let out a calming sigh. He was happy, that was fine. That was beyond fine. It was wonderful.]

I interrupted myself again...
[She said, a little embarrassed as she pulled away again. She rotated her body outward to a slightly more comfortable position. Letting her arm fall away as she leaned her head on his shoulder.]
If there's more you want to know, you'll have to keep me on track...
[she giggled a little. She had almost felt erratic all day. Mamoru had always been able to change her mood no matter what. And with everything else, the mood shifts were starting to get exhausting. She thought back to all the information they had shared.]

We didn't have anything like a Messiah switch but... Umie did show up a lot later than the others. Kusatsu and Hasekura were both there before me, and it seemed obvious that they'd be paired up when the time came. I'd had more time to bond with them before Umi arrived. And even then it was a bit rough at first, since I had to learn a whole new way to communicate.

[ It's not like he minds the sidetracking. It's what he's used to from Kiraki. She always jumps straight ahead into something if she gets emotional - he's seen it often enough from when she got into fights when they were little kids, even if it was often just her dealing with some bullies. Happiness, anger, sadness - Kiraki just feels everything very quickly and intensely. Mamoru knows.

He likes it though, which is why he just smiles at her in return, putting his arm over her shoulders as she leans against his shoulder. It's pretty comfortable, just sitting here like this and listening to her prattle on about things in the Convent. Although he's at least making sure to actually listen; this is all important to her, so of course it's important to him too. ]

Still.. you sound like you learned a lot. And you seem like you're getting along pretty well with her by now because of it. [ Even though it can't have been easy, Kiraki - in her own way - helped someone who probably needed the help. Communicated with someone who didn't get the chance a whole lot.

His hand moves up a little to ruffle her hair lightly in their current position. ]

I'm proud of you.

[ But when isn't he, honestly? Kiraki's the best, even her impulsiveness is cute in its own way. And even if it can bring trouble along, well.. they'll just have to deal with that as it comes. ]

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[She sighed, frowning slightly.] What are you my mom?

[She said without conviction. Her hand moving across his back to rest on his hip.
In all honestly he was in someways. (and that made her feel a little uncomfortable...considering.) When her mom had been so frequently absent, Mamoru had always been there for her. Going to her soccer games, even bringing her lunches sometimes like a dutiful housewife.
She wanted to support him in return, if she could. But she always felt so inadequate. He always knew exactly what to say or do when someone he loved was upset. Kiraki on the other hand would just shake people until they came to their sense(not always a very effective tactic). Mamoru was constant and unchanging. While she was a volatile unpredictable storm.]

Thank you...Mamoru.

[She said softly, her free hand going to the pendant on her neck once again.]

Say...do you remember...do you remember when you gave this to me?

[She said softly, her eyes losing focus a little as she began to reminisce. She wanted to hear him talk about it though. He had always been so unintentionally romantic with her. Perfectly thoughtful gifts for every occasion. Now that he seemed to have realized his feelings, she wanted to hear it again.]

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