The Cat and the God
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“ … you’re not wrong, of course. I just.”
Akito has always been frail of demeanor, and
“Maybe you can understand this, I … don’t know. But asking anything further of Hatori feels like demanding he pour from a cup I already emptied years ago. I’ll never forget Kana, or that she was … my fault. Mine. I do know. I realize things like that, these days. They come back to me like. Like sores, getting reinfected. Like boils.”
She hugs her small frame tightly. Nobody else will.
“And Shigure claims he loves me more than anyone else ever could. But I still wonder if one day he’ll see someone like me with true clarity, and still leave. I won’t stop him. I won’t stop any of you. Not now.”
Wait Akito was trying to amend? It hadn’t seemed even possible just a couple years ago when Tohru first arrived. Honestly now Kyo was wondering just how to respond in all actuality. “You know, I hated this family, hated pretty much all of you for being together all of the time...” He looked off to the side and out up towards the sky. “I won’t deny I never though you’d even offer up letting us leave if we felt like it.” A small sigh escaped his lips. “But if she can forgive me maybe I can forgive you too...”
