[His voice drops low, and Wataru, uncaring for Eichi's hesitation, takes matters up himself. He seizes Eichi's hand, and the contact sends a warmth through him like the rays of the spring sun. He looks at Eichi, really looks at him, and sees so many things. Not a fearful, broken boy in a school uniform, but a powerful political figure, a daimyo, a man of little consequence, all these mantles but with one common thread. He's holding Wataru's hand. Gently sometimes, passionately at others, first meetings, final partings, all in this grasp.
He can't breathe. He's too thrilled, but he's also terrified to see his suspicions confirmed. He could never have escaped Eichi's talons because he was never meant to. What did he do wrong in a previous life, that his eternal love would damage him so? That they would both hurt so much, for so long... Even Eichi, in all his cruelty, deserves better than the twisted claws of fate sinking in.
His voice is hardly above a whisper.]
Eichi. You see it, don't you? I won't ask you to believe it, but the truth is there. I've known you for lifetimes before this one, long and short. And in this one, once again, you have the power to choose.
[He releases Eichi's hand slowly, lowering his own to his side, then steps past the blonde to head back into the school. If Eichi thinks fast enough, he might even be able to answer now.
Will they both be fortune's fools? Wataru is resigned to his fate.]
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[His voice drops low, and Wataru, uncaring for Eichi's hesitation, takes matters up himself. He seizes Eichi's hand, and the contact sends a warmth through him like the rays of the spring sun. He looks at Eichi, really looks at him, and sees so many things. Not a fearful, broken boy in a school uniform, but a powerful political figure, a daimyo, a man of little consequence, all these mantles but with one common thread. He's holding Wataru's hand. Gently sometimes, passionately at others, first meetings, final partings, all in this grasp.
He can't breathe. He's too thrilled, but he's also terrified to see his suspicions confirmed. He could never have escaped Eichi's talons because he was never meant to. What did he do wrong in a previous life, that his eternal love would damage him so? That they would both hurt so much, for so long... Even Eichi, in all his cruelty, deserves better than the twisted claws of fate sinking in.
His voice is hardly above a whisper.]
Eichi. You see it, don't you? I won't ask you to believe it, but the truth is there. I've known you for lifetimes before this one, long and short. And in this one, once again, you have the power to choose.
[He releases Eichi's hand slowly, lowering his own to his side, then steps past the blonde to head back into the school. If Eichi thinks fast enough, he might even be able to answer now.
Will they both be fortune's fools? Wataru is resigned to his fate.]