topgun_textiles: ([Shades] ...Damn...)
Kanji Tatsumi ([personal profile] topgun_textiles) wrote in [community profile] soul_logs 2012-06-24 06:14 pm (UTC)

That satisfying feeling of connecting, throwing his weight into the punch was denied. That momentary confusion that colored his face turned to rage as he watched that man look back and smirk, then fade away. He... he wasn't real?

No, of course not. He wasn't real in the TV world until they delved into the depths of Magatsu Inaba, either. Bastard was crafty, and Kanji hated that.

He looked down, saw a fallen figure in his one unstained eye, and felt cold. Felt numb. No. No. No-no-no-no-no--

Kanji tried to say her name, but all that came out was a choked sound as he suddenly felt like he couldn't breathe. He moved quickly, dropping to his knees as he gathered her up the best he could to just hold her. She was bleeding... sh-she was bleeding so goddamn much! Megumi. Where was Megumi!? He needed her right now, more than ever. He'll give every bit of his soul's energy if he had to!

Normally he'd be so nervous to hold her like this. But right now, right here, as he gasped for breath and tried to say something, anything at all, all he could think about was pulling her back. ...Pulling her back?

"...Naoto..." He was shaking. Damn it, he shouldn't be so shaky right now. He brought a bloodied arm up and touched her cheek. Something about this felt wrong.

"N-Naoto! Y-you can hear me, can'tcha!? Just... just hang on, okay!?" Please? Please. He can't do this without you.

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