Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ If I Should Fall ❯ Chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )
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By: Dreamweaver 
Soujiro confronts Yumi about her relationship with Shishio.
Anime/Manga: Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 12.07.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 310 | Status: Completed
Soujiro confronts Yumi about her relationship with Shishio.
Anime/Manga: Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 12.07.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 310 | Status: Completed
If any of my readers happen to be a fan of the Shishio/Yumi pairing, you may not want to continue reading this fic. I myself am actually a fan of Shishio and Yumi (c'mon folks, their love is TIMELESS!!), but I've also, obviously, taken a fancy to Soujiro and Yumi.
I am actually attempting to write an Alternate Universe Shishio/Yumi pairing, but Shishio is a very difficult character to write (kinda like Saito), so I have no idea if or when I'll post it. In the mean time, I will recommend all of you to the fic Oiran by Haku Baiku. It's the best Shishio/Yumi fic out there.(heck, it's one of the ONLY Shishio/Yumi fics out there!)
fanfiction.net reviews:
Sora: Yeah, I know that feeling too. Yes, Isis will be fine, I don't know why I made her disappear, I just wanted to have a subject for conversation, I guess lol (My cat disappears on me all the time and I worry myself sick over it. That's kinda what I'm basing this on.) I'm so glad you like it. Thanks for reviewing!
Tenken's Lover: lol Yeah, he is perfect, isn't he? lol I'm glad you like it! Here's your update, thanks for reviewing!
Mysterious Samurai: :-) I'm glad. Sorry it has taken a while for the updateI haven't exactly had writer's block, because I know where I'm going with the story, it's just that I can think of, like, 5 or 6 different ways to get there and I can't decide which way to go! lol Thanks for reviewing!
One Weirdo (A.k: Curious Reader oO): lol Here's your update, thanks for reviewing!
Sagara Akio: Yeah, he is OOC. It's just easier this way, because if he were nice to Yumi I'd feel guilty about Soujiro taking her away! lol Yup, they're definitely going to get into trouble lol. Thanks for reviewing!
Music_nerd101: Why, thank you! I'm honored :-D lol. I'm so glad you like it!
Cathy Mark: I'm glad. Erwell, not exactly kick ass, no, that's not till a few chappies later. Thanks for reviewing!
Erica Madarine: Yes, there will hopefully be some romance in this chapter. Yes, he will eventually lol. Well, I don't know if you'll see how he fights, per se, as I don't know anything about boxingbutyeah. :-) Thanks for reviewing!
Mediaminer.org reviews:
Hariko tanaka: Thank you! lol such kind words :-) . Thanks for reviewing!
Silent Tears of Agony: You found me! lol Thank you sweetie.
If I Should Fall
Chapter 4
- You're waiting for someone
To put you together
You're waiting for someone to push you away
There's always another
Wound to discover
There's always something more you wish he'd say
He's everything you want
He's everything you need
He's everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
He says all the right things
At exactly the right time
But he means nothing to you
And you don't know why -
"Yumiwhy hasn't Mister Shishio married you yet?"
The question came out of nowhere, making Yumi blink and look up from her book. The dim light made Soujiro look even more tired than usual, the one small lamp casting shadows across his face, making his eyes look sunken in. He was soaking wet and without a jacket. Yumi regarded him curiously.
"I don't know. Why?"
Soujiro shuffled over and sat down on the edge of the chair next to her. The rain pelted down outside and wind rattled the windowpane. It was a freak storm that had come on suddenly, from out of nowhere, and it made a depressing atmosphere in the room.
"Kao is getting married." He said suddenly, after a long silence.
Yumi smiled. "Congratulations."
Soujiro was silent again. He scowled at the shadows that stretched across the floor.
"I take it you're not very thrilled." She noted.
Soujiro cocked his head to the side as he always did when he was thinking. "People get married when they love each other, don't they?"
"I suppose."
Soujiro was silent again. Yumi slid the bookmark back into her book and set it on the table beside her.
"I guess I just don't really get it." He murmured.
"Get what?"
"I don't know."
Yumi rolled her eyes. This was one of those nights where he didn't make any sense.
He slid back in the chair and stared at the floor. "I feel like Kaoru doesn't need me anymore, now that she's getting married. I keep trying to tell myself that it's for the best, that she loves him and he could take better care of her than I ever couldbut if people get married because they love each other, why hasn't Shishio married you?"
Yumi didn't respond, making Soujiro look over at her. She was now scowling at the floor.
"Maybe he doesn't love you?"
"MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS, YOU LITTLE TWIT!!!!"
Soujiro jumped and leaned away from her. She glared at him murderously. "I'm sorry, Miss Yumi! I didn't mean anything by it!"
Slowly, very slowly, Yumi began to calm down. She had always asked herself the same question. Why hadn't Shishio married her? She used to think he loved her, but now she wasn't so sure.
She started when she realized Soujiro was now crouched in front of her. She had not noticed him moving, she had been so lost in her own thoughts.
"He doesn't, does he?"
Again, she glared at him. But she couldn't bring herself to scream at him. What would she be screaming at him for? For being right? She sighed and let her head fall into her hands.
Soujiro studied the beautiful woman that sat crying in front of him. It seemed her life wasn't much better than his. Slowly he stood, sat on the arm of her chair and pulled her towards him in an effort to comfort.
"I'm very sorry Miss Yumi. I didn't mean to upset you."
Yumi raised a tear-streaked face up to him. "Then why did you ask?"
Soujiro looked at the floor, as if it would hold the answer. It was a very good question, indeed. Why did he ask?
He sighed and ran his free hand through his hair. He had never seen Yumi so distraught. She was crying againwailing, was more like it, her face buried in her hands.
Soujiro leaned a little closer to her.
"Yumi?" He asked softly.
She did not respond.
"Yumi, I'm sorry. Please don't cry."
"He doesn't love me!" She wailed between sobs.
"That's not true Yumi. He loves you very much. We all do."
Minutes ticked by with Soujiro gently comforting her, until she finally quieted down. She leaned against him, muffling her few remaining sobs into his chest.
"Yumi, it's late, I'm sure you're tired, why don't you try to get some sleep?"
Slowly Yumi pulled away from him and nodded. Soujiro reached over to a nearby table and grabbed a few tissues, handing them to Yumi.
"Thank you."
Soujiro nodded. "I'm sorry I made you upset, Yumi."
Yumi blew her nose then shook her head. "It's not your fault. Everything you said is true. I justI just can't bring myself to face it."
Soujiro only looked at her, unsure of what to say. Finally he cleared his throat. "UmYumihave you seen Isis?"
"All you ever think about is that damn cat."
Soujiro began to fidget uncomfortably, and wished for some music. "Wellshe'sthe only person who cares about me."
Yumi turned to look at him, surprised by the comment. He stood and slowly shuffled into his adjacent room.
"Soujiro?"
He did not answer.
"Soujiro"
He shut the door behind him. Yumi sighed.
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Soujiro paced in irritation. That woman had a lot of nerve to say what she did about Isis. Isis was not a 'damn cat'! Isis was his best friend! His only friend
Isis.
Where was she? It had been an entire day now since he had last seen her. She had never been gone this long before. He stopped and sighed. He needed music. Listening to the pattern of the rain pounding down outside was extremely depressing, as if he wasn't depressed enough already.
He turned and walked over to his stereo, unsure of which CD's he had loaded, and moreover, didn't care. He just pushed play, not caring what artist it was or what song came on. He just wanted something to loose himself in.
He collapsed on the foot of his bed. He didn't feel like moving.
The opening stanza began to play, and, much to his chagrin, the song made his mind turn back to Isis, and then to Yumi, and then to Kaoru.
He got up and began pacing. The walls began to feel like they were closing in around him. It was a feeling of suffocation, of dizziness, and of anxiety. In the back of his mind he knew he had taken too many anti-depressants, but he didn't think about that now. He had to get out; he just couldn't stand here anymore.
He all but ran to his door and flung it open, glancing around the sitting room, expecting to see Yumi, but she was not there. He stopped and thought for a moment. If she wasn't in the sitting room, she had to be in her bedroom. Walking quickly across the room, he flung her bedroom door open, and was greeted by a resounding scream.
Soujiro stood in awe of the sight that was before him:
Yumi was dressed in nothing but a black lace corset, bent at an odd angle to try and unfasten her back garter straps.
"SOUJIRO!! For heaven's sake, don't you knock!?"
Soujiro swallowed hard, unable to take his eyes off of her.
"I'mI'm sorry, Miss Yumi."
"Well get out!"
"Ohuhhhhumyeah, sorry."
He finally pulled his eyes from her and turned away, walking out the door, but before closing it, he stopped and turned back around.
"Umm, Miss Yumi?"
Yumi sighed and rolled her eyes. "What?"
"I'm going out. Please keep your eyes open for Isis. I'm really worried about her."
Yumi said nothing as he turned and headed back out the door, then once again, suddenly stopped and turned back around.
"Miss Yumi?"
"What!?"
"You're very beautiful."
Yumi stood with her mouth agape as he turned and finally left.
The evening just kept getting stranger and stranger.
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We lay my love and I beneath the weeping willow.
But now alone I lie and weep beside the tree.
Singing "Oh willow waly" by the tree that weeps with me.
Singing "Oh willow waly" till my lover return to me.
We lay my love and I beneath the weeping willow.
A broken heart have I. Oh willow I die, oh willow I die.
In his sleep Soujiro smiled. In his dreams his mother's voice was as clear as day. There was always one particular lullaby she would always sing to him. It was an Irish song she had heard from a friend. This night he dreamed that he was a boy again, that he was lying with his head on his mother's lap, long before his brother died, long before his father left, long before he and Kaoru were taken away. In his dream, he could smell her soft lavender scent, a scent his older brother loved so much he had taken to wearing it. Her lap was soft. It was afternoon, the sun was coming in through the curtains of the old ranch house, and his mother worked on a needlepoint while Soujiro napped on her lap. He could hear sounds of his father and brother working outside. But the sounds began to grow faint. He thought he heard his mother calling to him, but yet she was still singing, however faintly.
"Soujiro?"
Her lavender scent began to drift away, and he no longer felt her lap so distinctly.
"Soujiro?"
Soujiro slowly opened his eyes, and realized with much sadness that it had all been a dream. Yumi stood before him, Isis in her arms.
"Soujiro, I found Isis."
Soujiro blinked several times, trying to get his eyes to focus. It apparently was still night, and still raining. He felt a small amount of weight on the bed, and looked over to find Yumi setting Isis down beside him. He smiled.
"Where did you find her?" He asked quietly.
"She had somehow gotten locked in the closet." Yumi sat down on the bed. "She ran out when I opened the door just now. I guess she had fallen asleep in there last night and I closed the door on her without realizing it."
Soujiro smiled while petting the cat. "What time is it?"
"Two o'clock in the morning. I couldn't sleep. Hey, where did you go when you left earlier?"
"I just took a walk. I wasn't feeling good. UmmI'm sorry about walking in on you."
" 'Sokay. Makoto does all the time." Yumi said as she noticed that he was beginning to fall back to sleep. She couldn't help but smile. What a long way Soujiro had come since the day they met. She could remember, like it was yesterday, how Shishio brought Soujiro home like a little lost puppy. His hair was long and unbrushed, he had at least seven piercings in each ear, not to mention his tongue and eyebrow. He was dressed completely in black, including black nail polish. But the music he listened to, and the tattoo he sported did not in any way reflect his appearance, or his behavior.
It was a very simple tattoo, Yumi had seen it several times. It was not a Union Jack, or an Iron Cross. It did not proclaim that he was a rebel, nor did it depict a spider's web, or skull, or anything else that would suit a punk-bordering-on-goth. It was medium-sized, directly over his heart, and depicted a piece of rope tied in a knot. Below it was Japanese kanji. Even though Yumi herself was Japanese, she had only rudimentary knowledge of her native language, and virtually no knowledge of kanji, but Shishio has once told her that it meant "Family". Soujiro refused to comment on it. Not to Shishio, not to Yumi, and certainly not to the press. It had always made her wonder what had happened to his family. He never talked about them, with the exemption of Kaoru. He never showed anyone any pictures of them, either. Yet he walked around with a tattoo that said "family".
She smiled and brushed some hair away from his closed eyes. He still never brushed his hair, but at least it was shorter. She leaned forward and gently kissed his forehead, careful not to wake him.
Looking at him, she couldn't help but wonder. What would happen to her lost little puppy?
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Yeah, this one is a little shorter, and I apologize for that, but if I had written more I would have started a new scene and then I would have had to keep working on it for another month and I just don't feel like doing that.
Thank you so much to all of my reviewers! I love you all!!
Yes, there will be more romance in the next chappie, hopefully.
I am actually attempting to write an Alternate Universe Shishio/Yumi pairing, but Shishio is a very difficult character to write (kinda like Saito), so I have no idea if or when I'll post it. In the mean time, I will recommend all of you to the fic Oiran by Haku Baiku. It's the best Shishio/Yumi fic out there.(heck, it's one of the ONLY Shishio/Yumi fics out there!)
fanfiction.net reviews:
Sora: Yeah, I know that feeling too. Yes, Isis will be fine, I don't know why I made her disappear, I just wanted to have a subject for conversation, I guess lol (My cat disappears on me all the time and I worry myself sick over it. That's kinda what I'm basing this on.) I'm so glad you like it. Thanks for reviewing!
Tenken's Lover: lol Yeah, he is perfect, isn't he? lol I'm glad you like it! Here's your update, thanks for reviewing!
Mysterious Samurai: :-) I'm glad. Sorry it has taken a while for the updateI haven't exactly had writer's block, because I know where I'm going with the story, it's just that I can think of, like, 5 or 6 different ways to get there and I can't decide which way to go! lol Thanks for reviewing!
One Weirdo (A.k: Curious Reader oO): lol Here's your update, thanks for reviewing!
Sagara Akio: Yeah, he is OOC. It's just easier this way, because if he were nice to Yumi I'd feel guilty about Soujiro taking her away! lol Yup, they're definitely going to get into trouble lol. Thanks for reviewing!
Music_nerd101: Why, thank you! I'm honored :-D lol. I'm so glad you like it!
Cathy Mark: I'm glad. Erwell, not exactly kick ass, no, that's not till a few chappies later. Thanks for reviewing!
Erica Madarine: Yes, there will hopefully be some romance in this chapter. Yes, he will eventually lol. Well, I don't know if you'll see how he fights, per se, as I don't know anything about boxingbutyeah. :-) Thanks for reviewing!
Mediaminer.org reviews:
Hariko tanaka: Thank you! lol such kind words :-) . Thanks for reviewing!
Silent Tears of Agony: You found me! lol Thank you sweetie.
If I Should Fall
Chapter 4
- You're waiting for someone
To put you together
You're waiting for someone to push you away
There's always another
Wound to discover
There's always something more you wish he'd say
He's everything you want
He's everything you need
He's everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
He says all the right things
At exactly the right time
But he means nothing to you
And you don't know why -
"Yumiwhy hasn't Mister Shishio married you yet?"
The question came out of nowhere, making Yumi blink and look up from her book. The dim light made Soujiro look even more tired than usual, the one small lamp casting shadows across his face, making his eyes look sunken in. He was soaking wet and without a jacket. Yumi regarded him curiously.
"I don't know. Why?"
Soujiro shuffled over and sat down on the edge of the chair next to her. The rain pelted down outside and wind rattled the windowpane. It was a freak storm that had come on suddenly, from out of nowhere, and it made a depressing atmosphere in the room.
"Kao is getting married." He said suddenly, after a long silence.
Yumi smiled. "Congratulations."
Soujiro was silent again. He scowled at the shadows that stretched across the floor.
"I take it you're not very thrilled." She noted.
Soujiro cocked his head to the side as he always did when he was thinking. "People get married when they love each other, don't they?"
"I suppose."
Soujiro was silent again. Yumi slid the bookmark back into her book and set it on the table beside her.
"I guess I just don't really get it." He murmured.
"Get what?"
"I don't know."
Yumi rolled her eyes. This was one of those nights where he didn't make any sense.
He slid back in the chair and stared at the floor. "I feel like Kaoru doesn't need me anymore, now that she's getting married. I keep trying to tell myself that it's for the best, that she loves him and he could take better care of her than I ever couldbut if people get married because they love each other, why hasn't Shishio married you?"
Yumi didn't respond, making Soujiro look over at her. She was now scowling at the floor.
"Maybe he doesn't love you?"
"MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS, YOU LITTLE TWIT!!!!"
Soujiro jumped and leaned away from her. She glared at him murderously. "I'm sorry, Miss Yumi! I didn't mean anything by it!"
Slowly, very slowly, Yumi began to calm down. She had always asked herself the same question. Why hadn't Shishio married her? She used to think he loved her, but now she wasn't so sure.
She started when she realized Soujiro was now crouched in front of her. She had not noticed him moving, she had been so lost in her own thoughts.
"He doesn't, does he?"
Again, she glared at him. But she couldn't bring herself to scream at him. What would she be screaming at him for? For being right? She sighed and let her head fall into her hands.
Soujiro studied the beautiful woman that sat crying in front of him. It seemed her life wasn't much better than his. Slowly he stood, sat on the arm of her chair and pulled her towards him in an effort to comfort.
"I'm very sorry Miss Yumi. I didn't mean to upset you."
Yumi raised a tear-streaked face up to him. "Then why did you ask?"
Soujiro looked at the floor, as if it would hold the answer. It was a very good question, indeed. Why did he ask?
He sighed and ran his free hand through his hair. He had never seen Yumi so distraught. She was crying againwailing, was more like it, her face buried in her hands.
Soujiro leaned a little closer to her.
"Yumi?" He asked softly.
She did not respond.
"Yumi, I'm sorry. Please don't cry."
"He doesn't love me!" She wailed between sobs.
"That's not true Yumi. He loves you very much. We all do."
Minutes ticked by with Soujiro gently comforting her, until she finally quieted down. She leaned against him, muffling her few remaining sobs into his chest.
"Yumi, it's late, I'm sure you're tired, why don't you try to get some sleep?"
Slowly Yumi pulled away from him and nodded. Soujiro reached over to a nearby table and grabbed a few tissues, handing them to Yumi.
"Thank you."
Soujiro nodded. "I'm sorry I made you upset, Yumi."
Yumi blew her nose then shook her head. "It's not your fault. Everything you said is true. I justI just can't bring myself to face it."
Soujiro only looked at her, unsure of what to say. Finally he cleared his throat. "UmYumihave you seen Isis?"
"All you ever think about is that damn cat."
Soujiro began to fidget uncomfortably, and wished for some music. "Wellshe'sthe only person who cares about me."
Yumi turned to look at him, surprised by the comment. He stood and slowly shuffled into his adjacent room.
"Soujiro?"
He did not answer.
"Soujiro"
He shut the door behind him. Yumi sighed.
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Soujiro paced in irritation. That woman had a lot of nerve to say what she did about Isis. Isis was not a 'damn cat'! Isis was his best friend! His only friend
Isis.
Where was she? It had been an entire day now since he had last seen her. She had never been gone this long before. He stopped and sighed. He needed music. Listening to the pattern of the rain pounding down outside was extremely depressing, as if he wasn't depressed enough already.
He turned and walked over to his stereo, unsure of which CD's he had loaded, and moreover, didn't care. He just pushed play, not caring what artist it was or what song came on. He just wanted something to loose himself in.
He collapsed on the foot of his bed. He didn't feel like moving.
The opening stanza began to play, and, much to his chagrin, the song made his mind turn back to Isis, and then to Yumi, and then to Kaoru.
He got up and began pacing. The walls began to feel like they were closing in around him. It was a feeling of suffocation, of dizziness, and of anxiety. In the back of his mind he knew he had taken too many anti-depressants, but he didn't think about that now. He had to get out; he just couldn't stand here anymore.
He all but ran to his door and flung it open, glancing around the sitting room, expecting to see Yumi, but she was not there. He stopped and thought for a moment. If she wasn't in the sitting room, she had to be in her bedroom. Walking quickly across the room, he flung her bedroom door open, and was greeted by a resounding scream.
Soujiro stood in awe of the sight that was before him:
Yumi was dressed in nothing but a black lace corset, bent at an odd angle to try and unfasten her back garter straps.
"SOUJIRO!! For heaven's sake, don't you knock!?"
Soujiro swallowed hard, unable to take his eyes off of her.
"I'mI'm sorry, Miss Yumi."
"Well get out!"
"Ohuhhhhumyeah, sorry."
He finally pulled his eyes from her and turned away, walking out the door, but before closing it, he stopped and turned back around.
"Umm, Miss Yumi?"
Yumi sighed and rolled her eyes. "What?"
"I'm going out. Please keep your eyes open for Isis. I'm really worried about her."
Yumi said nothing as he turned and headed back out the door, then once again, suddenly stopped and turned back around.
"Miss Yumi?"
"What!?"
"You're very beautiful."
Yumi stood with her mouth agape as he turned and finally left.
The evening just kept getting stranger and stranger.
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We lay my love and I beneath the weeping willow.
But now alone I lie and weep beside the tree.
Singing "Oh willow waly" by the tree that weeps with me.
Singing "Oh willow waly" till my lover return to me.
We lay my love and I beneath the weeping willow.
A broken heart have I. Oh willow I die, oh willow I die.
In his sleep Soujiro smiled. In his dreams his mother's voice was as clear as day. There was always one particular lullaby she would always sing to him. It was an Irish song she had heard from a friend. This night he dreamed that he was a boy again, that he was lying with his head on his mother's lap, long before his brother died, long before his father left, long before he and Kaoru were taken away. In his dream, he could smell her soft lavender scent, a scent his older brother loved so much he had taken to wearing it. Her lap was soft. It was afternoon, the sun was coming in through the curtains of the old ranch house, and his mother worked on a needlepoint while Soujiro napped on her lap. He could hear sounds of his father and brother working outside. But the sounds began to grow faint. He thought he heard his mother calling to him, but yet she was still singing, however faintly.
"Soujiro?"
Her lavender scent began to drift away, and he no longer felt her lap so distinctly.
"Soujiro?"
Soujiro slowly opened his eyes, and realized with much sadness that it had all been a dream. Yumi stood before him, Isis in her arms.
"Soujiro, I found Isis."
Soujiro blinked several times, trying to get his eyes to focus. It apparently was still night, and still raining. He felt a small amount of weight on the bed, and looked over to find Yumi setting Isis down beside him. He smiled.
"Where did you find her?" He asked quietly.
"She had somehow gotten locked in the closet." Yumi sat down on the bed. "She ran out when I opened the door just now. I guess she had fallen asleep in there last night and I closed the door on her without realizing it."
Soujiro smiled while petting the cat. "What time is it?"
"Two o'clock in the morning. I couldn't sleep. Hey, where did you go when you left earlier?"
"I just took a walk. I wasn't feeling good. UmmI'm sorry about walking in on you."
" 'Sokay. Makoto does all the time." Yumi said as she noticed that he was beginning to fall back to sleep. She couldn't help but smile. What a long way Soujiro had come since the day they met. She could remember, like it was yesterday, how Shishio brought Soujiro home like a little lost puppy. His hair was long and unbrushed, he had at least seven piercings in each ear, not to mention his tongue and eyebrow. He was dressed completely in black, including black nail polish. But the music he listened to, and the tattoo he sported did not in any way reflect his appearance, or his behavior.
It was a very simple tattoo, Yumi had seen it several times. It was not a Union Jack, or an Iron Cross. It did not proclaim that he was a rebel, nor did it depict a spider's web, or skull, or anything else that would suit a punk-bordering-on-goth. It was medium-sized, directly over his heart, and depicted a piece of rope tied in a knot. Below it was Japanese kanji. Even though Yumi herself was Japanese, she had only rudimentary knowledge of her native language, and virtually no knowledge of kanji, but Shishio has once told her that it meant "Family". Soujiro refused to comment on it. Not to Shishio, not to Yumi, and certainly not to the press. It had always made her wonder what had happened to his family. He never talked about them, with the exemption of Kaoru. He never showed anyone any pictures of them, either. Yet he walked around with a tattoo that said "family".
She smiled and brushed some hair away from his closed eyes. He still never brushed his hair, but at least it was shorter. She leaned forward and gently kissed his forehead, careful not to wake him.
Looking at him, she couldn't help but wonder. What would happen to her lost little puppy?
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Yeah, this one is a little shorter, and I apologize for that, but if I had written more I would have started a new scene and then I would have had to keep working on it for another month and I just don't feel like doing that.
Thank you so much to all of my reviewers! I love you all!!
Yes, there will be more romance in the next chappie, hopefully.