More than two years ago. Haku had merely been a young boy, though his heart had already been pinched with inner disease that had made him to who he was today, there was one that had caught the heart’s attention. The man had been a killer, but love did actually make people blind. How is it possible to fall in love by one single meeting? Haku was not able to answer any questions about love. First and only time he had felt what he supposed was the actual feeling. Though, the girl back in the land of wildflowers was slowly making the cold organ beat again. Haku allowed himself to look at the other male from a different point of view, the eyes of a stranger. The young male indeed had some of Hollow’s features, and he had his voice, the long dead hybrid’s voice.
Haku was not moving any longer. The chocolate brute let a shrug escape as the ghost wondered if he was to return the ’favor’. Such acts had been far from his mind. Haku had been thinking of redoing his masterpiece from the Inferni grounds or something like that, if he managed. Getting closer. Haku’s jaw dropped slightly. No, never forgotten, never. The light collapsed into earth and only him and the hybrid was left. Rage and violence fled his body and left him with nothing but a silent tone of something sad. In truth, he was, and it could be seen in the ocean blue eyes of his. So it is as I feared. Shadows and monsters did in fact exist, but now Haku knew for certain that Hollow was dead and gone. Yet, was it an imprint of the same male he had in front of him? Oh how he wished it was not so, he wanted the real thing
Teeth jammed together painfully. All this time, and the voice that had haunted his dreams spoke to him while awake. You're dead. His words hesitated and were spoken with a touch of pain in the edges. He had known and believed the male was gone forever, but it is odd how the little hope always survived and stayed in a forgotten corner of the soul. Or.. the rests of Haku’s soul. Oh, did he not know this voice.. |
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