Forget about her? What a joke, it was such a sick joke he felt like he could actually laugh bitterly at that. He didn't though, he just continued to hug her- holding her close and never wanting to let go. He hadn't opened up his heart like this for anyone, not for a long time. Maybe even... ever. Ah- he tried to recall the last time he held someone like this, just wanting them to be around him forever. Maybe.. he held his mother in a similar fashion before he was ripped away from her and forced to believe she was dead.
Dead. That word echoed through his head and it only made him hurt even more. The thought of her dying, the thought of Kyouko leaving him- it was too much for the young boy. Some might say he'll get over this since he's so young but.... who could get over such a thing? He'll carry this burden for the rest of his life, remembering Kyouko and never forgetting the bond they once shared....no, the bond they'll always share.
He was stubborn, he refused to forget about her. Kouji finally pulled away from her, and before that horrible thing that was able to unfold happened- he reached up to his bandana, taking it off. He quickly tied the fabric around her arm before she could say anything else.
"Whatever happens," his voice shook slightly, but he managed to keep it together, "you'll be able to see my bandana and think of me, right?" he was such a child, actually believing that such a method would work. Deep down he knew it wasn't that simple.... but he had to hold on to any trace of hope that she would never forget him.
"I love you nee-chan," that one sentence was said without any wavering, without any other feelings mixed in besides the ones he wanted to convey to her the most.
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Dead. That word echoed through his head and it only made him hurt even more. The thought of her dying, the thought of Kyouko leaving him- it was too much for the young boy. Some might say he'll get over this since he's so young but.... who could get over such a thing? He'll carry this burden for the rest of his life, remembering Kyouko and never forgetting the bond they once shared....no, the bond they'll always share.
He was stubborn, he refused to forget about her. Kouji finally pulled away from her, and before that horrible thing that was able to unfold happened- he reached up to his bandana, taking it off. He quickly tied the fabric around her arm before she could say anything else.
"Whatever happens," his voice shook slightly, but he managed to keep it together, "you'll be able to see my bandana and think of me, right?" he was such a child, actually believing that such a method would work. Deep down he knew it wasn't that simple.... but he had to hold on to any trace of hope that she would never forget him.
"I love you nee-chan," that one sentence was said without any wavering, without any other feelings mixed in besides the ones he wanted to convey to her the most.