A Flash of Truth
It's 2 AM and Ruri is waiting, patiently, in Sora's room. She isn't like Rin, who both needs to go through with this and hates the price that must be paid for her trial.
No, she is more patient, deliberate in what she says and does.
But she does agree with Rin in one thing: They are being horrible friends.
Certain things must be secured at all costs and Sora, with his web of influence, can make it all work out.
His methods make her shudder, but she refuses to look away. Not when she has a memory of that day.
Rain, the smell of cotton candy, his eyes wild with a well placed revenge.
When this is finally over, she thinks, she will apologize. Apologize and hug him tight, because none of this should have ever happened.
But now he shows up at the door, lifting an eyebrow at his visitor.
"You don't need to be worrying so much, you know. I'm tougher than that."
"I can't help but come look at you. It is the least I can do. Witness it."
Her big brother, Shun, wouldn't have approved of her getting tangled with Sora and the North Wing. Too dangerous, he would say.
She thinks she loves that danger. That fresh sensation of finally hatching on her own under a merciless sun.
