"That man, what's his name...the photographer!"
"Yeah...it's him."
"I thought I told you to take him far away, what's happened?"
"Well... life is curious, he became a very famous photographer, he goes in for his usual check up...his memory is never coming back, they say...that's what the test results say everytime he goes to get looked at but...He's been listening to Loversoul a lot recently, we checked his expenses. They are similar to his expenses when he lived with her. He buys melon bread, and ends up having one bite and tossing it away. He buys wine and ends up pouring it down the drain. He doesn't understand why he keeps doing it...I think he realizes that he loves someone, he just doesn't know it's her."
Micho remained silent, gripping his rosary in a hand like he's used to when it slips past his wrist. He leers at the windows the restless Tokyo outside. Passing the T building is Yokohama, where she resides in their home, not knowing that Haruka is in Paris, thinking of her subconsciously.
"You think there's a hell , Kenichiro?"
his assistance looked to the floor and sincerely answered. "I do, Michio-Sama, I fear that there is."
"I fear that as well."
He looked to his cell phone, a picture of the girl who ignited his soul....and brought summer back into his heart. "Chara needs a photographer for her book. Contact him, let him know we want to hire him."
"Just like the most gullible person at the edge of the world, I lean in against all my defenses, committing to memory old kisses warm on my skin, I recall, they said to me-“buzz-buzz-buzzzz
"Oh... the door." Chara stepped away from her writing computer and answered the cctv for the door, today she'd be meeting with a photographer from France that Michio hired. She's writing another song...but this one, is about Haruka. He's been in her mind a lot lately, she answers the door, and there...is a presence she recalls, though not sure where from. "Hello," a French accent but his face, scattered his salt and pepper hair covers the left side of this face, "I'm Benny, nice to meet you,"
"No...." she was sure of it, the tears in her eyes formed and her heart was rhythmically reacting to him...as if...she's seeing a ghost. "This isn't the first time we've met," She reached for him but he was confused, it was too much, she collapsed on the steps of the entrance leaving him confused, but...something caught inside his mind trashing in there almost breaking him he sank to his knees looming over her now....his memories pulsating in a blurr, but he recognized this moment in his mind and it gave it to him. A dusk multi coloured sky, birds hovering, a beach, he recalls the sand and two people walking past him "there's a girl by the shore, call the cops I think she's dead."
He rushed over to her, but she was alive, slightly breathing, badly bruised and bleeding, he carried the girl over to the sand calling for an ambulance, he recalls touching her ribs and her flinching opening her eyes for just a second focusing on him, and fainting again. Gently he placed her on the gurney, with his jacket. Another blur and pain followed, the same girl years later, on a snowy beach over him, "Saturn,...my only soul." the same girl, on a stage, a crowd, and himself with a guitar, no...he doesn't know how to play a guitar....and a name....her under him....a swelling in his chest....euphoria took over..."Haru...ka..." The same face, smiling...and two children....that blended those faces on a wedding picture on the wall of a house....faces....the girl....the children. It was too much Haruka fainted beside the girl from his dreams...Charlotte.
The light came faintly, but it was a light the burned, Chara was outside the concrere scratched at her face as she awoke, completely twisted, she laid out her arms to raise but something hard hurt her, look beside her. "Haruka!" she went over to his side entirely, his hair pulled back, no scars. the only part of his face that didn't have scars he covered up, why....?
"Haruka wake up, please, wake up, Haruka.....Haruka!" she pulled on his clothes shaking, but she wasn't waking up, she panicked and called Shou. "HE'S HERE! SHOU...HELP ME, HE'S NOT WAKING UP...." "What....whom?" "Haruka.....he's here, I need help."
Shou....that promise is broken was all he could think.
It wasn't Shou...but Saga, Seiko and Tomo that showed up.
They helped her bring him to a hospital. But upon signing his name Saga took over, siging Benny Amane. I should have known...."You all knew about this didn't you?"
Seiko immediately looked away, the shame came over her, Saga as well, but Tomo, "Yes, we all knew, we promised him we'd never say a word." "Who?' "Shou...he was...he's gotta tell you."
"Then where the fuck is he?"
"Right here," turning to the door, we saw him. the others left, leaving Chara and Shou alone.
"So here we are,
I didn't want to speak, but I had to. "Why?"
"I promised him I would never tell."
"How?"
"A will, you don't remember because he never told you, he only told me."
"But why?"
"Your father. He saw what it did to you, and thought of what will happen, if it was him."
"Comatose? For how long? Where?"
"New Zealand, many patients were taken there, when I was contacted he was in Kyoshuu, but as his will permitted it, he was taken farther away where he wouldn't be recognized, even with the scars."
"How long?"
"He woke up six years ago."
"Six?"
That was when we were still married....Shou's sadness....and his distance makes sense now.
"is that the reason you went back to Japan? is it?"
he nodded silently, and remained quiet for a while.
"Why wasn't I allowed?"
when he woke up, he didn't know who you were, he only remembered us. when he hurt his knee...he thought he was still in highschool. The haruka I knew was reverted, he had no love for you, he said that if he ever died to take care of you, the haruka I knew was gone, I thought it was best to take care of you but the more happy we became the guiltier I felt, and distanced myself from you. I'm sory for that. for everything. Chara...but I don't understand why he is here."
"Michio sent him to me."
I don't understand any of it...just then, Haruka's monitor was rising and he was staring at us.
"....Charlotte?"
Nothing else matters, my name "You're calling my name..."
something of a smile came over him, and I sw his eyes glisten, he took the minitor off of him and climbed out of bed I walked over to him, it's as if...time condensed, and seventeen years had not passed us by, we were on that beach again, gazing, and grasping, and I had him in my arms again.
Haruka's hands were shaking, I heard the door click behind me.
I reached for his face Haruka kissed me so deeply I drowned in him.
Overwhelmed my poor heart hurt so much...this rejoicement and longing ..they were finally being sated.
He pressed his nose against mine and began to sing something under his breathe.
"Alas i found you, my only soul, finally, in this quiet place where the soft wind blows…” “ we return to begin again.” I place my hands over his cheeks, a kiss, no, the kiss, our kiss. Nothing else matters.
"Yeah...it's him."
"I thought I told you to take him far away, what's happened?"
"Well... life is curious, he became a very famous photographer, he goes in for his usual check up...his memory is never coming back, they say...that's what the test results say everytime he goes to get looked at but...He's been listening to Loversoul a lot recently, we checked his expenses. They are similar to his expenses when he lived with her. He buys melon bread, and ends up having one bite and tossing it away. He buys wine and ends up pouring it down the drain. He doesn't understand why he keeps doing it...I think he realizes that he loves someone, he just doesn't know it's her."
Micho remained silent, gripping his rosary in a hand like he's used to when it slips past his wrist. He leers at the windows the restless Tokyo outside. Passing the T building is Yokohama, where she resides in their home, not knowing that Haruka is in Paris, thinking of her subconsciously.
"You think there's a hell , Kenichiro?"
his assistance looked to the floor and sincerely answered. "I do, Michio-Sama, I fear that there is."
"I fear that as well."
He looked to his cell phone, a picture of the girl who ignited his soul....and brought summer back into his heart. "Chara needs a photographer for her book. Contact him, let him know we want to hire him."
"Just like the most gullible person at the edge of the world, I lean in against all my defenses, committing to memory old kisses warm on my skin, I recall, they said to me-“buzz-buzz-buzzzz
"Oh... the door." Chara stepped away from her writing computer and answered the cctv for the door, today she'd be meeting with a photographer from France that Michio hired. She's writing another song...but this one, is about Haruka. He's been in her mind a lot lately, she answers the door, and there...is a presence she recalls, though not sure where from. "Hello," a French accent but his face, scattered his salt and pepper hair covers the left side of this face, "I'm Benny, nice to meet you,"
"No...." she was sure of it, the tears in her eyes formed and her heart was rhythmically reacting to him...as if...she's seeing a ghost. "This isn't the first time we've met," She reached for him but he was confused, it was too much, she collapsed on the steps of the entrance leaving him confused, but...something caught inside his mind trashing in there almost breaking him he sank to his knees looming over her now....his memories pulsating in a blurr, but he recognized this moment in his mind and it gave it to him. A dusk multi coloured sky, birds hovering, a beach, he recalls the sand and two people walking past him "there's a girl by the shore, call the cops I think she's dead."
He rushed over to her, but she was alive, slightly breathing, badly bruised and bleeding, he carried the girl over to the sand calling for an ambulance, he recalls touching her ribs and her flinching opening her eyes for just a second focusing on him, and fainting again. Gently he placed her on the gurney, with his jacket. Another blur and pain followed, the same girl years later, on a snowy beach over him, "Saturn,...my only soul." the same girl, on a stage, a crowd, and himself with a guitar, no...he doesn't know how to play a guitar....and a name....her under him....a swelling in his chest....euphoria took over..."Haru...ka..." The same face, smiling...and two children....that blended those faces on a wedding picture on the wall of a house....faces....the girl....the children. It was too much Haruka fainted beside the girl from his dreams...Charlotte.
The light came faintly, but it was a light the burned, Chara was outside the concrere scratched at her face as she awoke, completely twisted, she laid out her arms to raise but something hard hurt her, look beside her. "Haruka!" she went over to his side entirely, his hair pulled back, no scars. the only part of his face that didn't have scars he covered up, why....?
"Haruka wake up, please, wake up, Haruka.....Haruka!" she pulled on his clothes shaking, but she wasn't waking up, she panicked and called Shou. "HE'S HERE! SHOU...HELP ME, HE'S NOT WAKING UP...." "What....whom?" "Haruka.....he's here, I need help."
Shou....that promise is broken was all he could think.
It wasn't Shou...but Saga, Seiko and Tomo that showed up.
They helped her bring him to a hospital. But upon signing his name Saga took over, siging Benny Amane. I should have known...."You all knew about this didn't you?"
Seiko immediately looked away, the shame came over her, Saga as well, but Tomo, "Yes, we all knew, we promised him we'd never say a word." "Who?' "Shou...he was...he's gotta tell you."
"Then where the fuck is he?"
"Right here," turning to the door, we saw him. the others left, leaving Chara and Shou alone.
"So here we are,
I didn't want to speak, but I had to. "Why?"
"I promised him I would never tell."
"How?"
"A will, you don't remember because he never told you, he only told me."
"But why?"
"Your father. He saw what it did to you, and thought of what will happen, if it was him."
"Comatose? For how long? Where?"
"New Zealand, many patients were taken there, when I was contacted he was in Kyoshuu, but as his will permitted it, he was taken farther away where he wouldn't be recognized, even with the scars."
"How long?"
"He woke up six years ago."
"Six?"
That was when we were still married....Shou's sadness....and his distance makes sense now.
"is that the reason you went back to Japan? is it?"
he nodded silently, and remained quiet for a while.
"Why wasn't I allowed?"
when he woke up, he didn't know who you were, he only remembered us. when he hurt his knee...he thought he was still in highschool. The haruka I knew was reverted, he had no love for you, he said that if he ever died to take care of you, the haruka I knew was gone, I thought it was best to take care of you but the more happy we became the guiltier I felt, and distanced myself from you. I'm sory for that. for everything. Chara...but I don't understand why he is here."
"Michio sent him to me."
I don't understand any of it...just then, Haruka's monitor was rising and he was staring at us.
"....Charlotte?"
Nothing else matters, my name "You're calling my name..."
something of a smile came over him, and I sw his eyes glisten, he took the minitor off of him and climbed out of bed I walked over to him, it's as if...time condensed, and seventeen years had not passed us by, we were on that beach again, gazing, and grasping, and I had him in my arms again.
Haruka's hands were shaking, I heard the door click behind me.
I reached for his face Haruka kissed me so deeply I drowned in him.
Overwhelmed my poor heart hurt so much...this rejoicement and longing ..they were finally being sated.
He pressed his nose against mine and began to sing something under his breathe.
"Alas i found you, my only soul, finally, in this quiet place where the soft wind blows…” “ we return to begin again.” I place my hands over his cheeks, a kiss, no, the kiss, our kiss. Nothing else matters.
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