Of course, Rui would first think of the little girl she had taken in some few years ago. It was in her nature, after all, and perhaps he too would have inherited a semblance of guilt if he had conducted himself in a similar manner. Though he knew, deep down, that he could never have attempted to leave her even if he had wished to; she would have followed him until the end.
Hate was a strong word, but Kouji felt inclined to agree somewhat. Hiyori would be bitter. Very bitter. She did not have the comprehension of the age that he held, nor the sentiment of farewells and reunions. The youngest re-code was still crippled by relations and emotions.
“Don’t worry about Hiyori. We’ll look after her.” It was their job now to care for small down trodden children found on the streets now, apparently. He and Yuki had to do a little rethinking over their current jobs; childcare had never fallen into their categories of assessment when they had originally joined the enigmatic grouping of individuals the Re-Codes formed.
There wasn’t much to say. She was right. He could very will bid her adieu and be on his way; but it could never stop at that, could it? From the very night that he had collected her by his side, entitling her with the name of comrade, she had become a special little someone in the male’s life. She was a member in the group they were a part of; a member that could not be replaced. No, they would never replace her. Only her number would be filled in by another, as to complete the balance that were opposed by the Code:Breakers, their rivals. Though at times he often wondered whether it was worth the struggle. The Code:Breakers were far from their level of competition, the light one aside. Heike.
Even if they were to part ways, she still had the will to face him and hear his farewell. That was something, wasn’t it? Though he sensed a reluctance in her words.
“No. No, sentimentalism was never your forte, nor was it ours. I’m not here to speak of sentiment.” He breathed with a shift in demeanour, watching the distance unfold between the two entities of opposing nature. One was a re-code. The other— the other was no longer riddled into the odd conjunction their peculiar organization formed. ‘Twas an odd affair, the two groups that often were at each other’s throats.
They were at opposite ends, and yet inevitably close, due to that one undeniable bond borne from that ‘accident’.
“Is that a challenge, Rui?” Features that knew nor decay nor degradation triggered by age curved into a peculiar smile. Even at the worst of times, she would attempt at bringing their exchanges to something to his appeal. “Then it’s my promise to you. No one will ever defeat me — not as long as we fight on the opposite ends of one single coin.” And that coin was the very basis of this world; the one held within Eden’s grasp, and was soon to be pilfered by their leader. It was quite simple really. To comply to the institution of grandeur as a mindless puppet, or follow the orders of one he considered to be his own?
He never really had understood the justice of code:breakers.
They had, however, consisted quite the form of entertainment over the years. She did also have the choice to melt into the background, departing through the shadows the guardian so astutely wielded. After all, from the moment she had crawled into his environs, never had she stopped to think of where she needed to go or where she wanted to go. She had followed in his footsteps as naturally as if it were the only option provided.
Something told Kouji that it wasn’t that simple.
He did not expect Rui to defend herself; he didn’t need the justification. Everything came with a reason.
“Then this is goodbye. Even if we meet again as enemies, my regards to you as a comrade will never change. Remember that.”
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