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Jello:
She knows.

You can run.

Shouldn't I follow her?

The electric chair is in there man don't do it.

But where is your honor?

Now you wake up?!

You are somewhat late, Overlord. Please, talk sense into this fool!

No really, just go in there.

Haruka felt a sick sensation in his stomach, as he was motioned to follow Yukino into a room a bit off. He wanted to get away from the thugs obviously, but was following the perhaps rageful queen a smart idea? Probably not. But he had to get this whole deal done with. With the way things were, he honestly wasn't left with any viable choice. He went ahead and followed her, breathing into his hands.

To business.

He seated himself in the room. It was dark, and felt sort of like an interrogation room. The hanging light bulb and all was just a bit awkward for him. It wasn't nearly as glorious as anything he had been in, but a slum base is a slum base.

"So, you know... huh?" Haruka fiddled with his thumbs, thinking of how to address the problems. After a several... long... painful minutes of silence, Haruka finally sat up and looked at her. It wasn't easy to look her in the eyes though, it just made him uncomfortable. He couldn't be trusted, is part of that. Haruka was essentially the worst guy ever right now.

"I'm... sorry."

Good start, mate. Now actually say something meaningful.

He opened his mouth, figuring out the words as they rolled off of his tongue and through his teeth. About as honest as words get, saying them when the emotion happens.

"You don't deserve what I did to you. Going behind your back and doing stuff with... with your sister of all people. Salt in the wound... I don't have anything close to a valid excuse for this. There-there is no valid excuse for this. I just did what I wanted..." He shook his head, taking out the negative energy. He had to make sure what he said was clear and concise.

"I cheated on you. And I could have backed out, I, I should have... well I tried too but long story short it was just a conflict of morals at that point and I was afraid. You had been gone for so long so I got scared. That doesn't mean it was okay or anything but... I was really scared. Overlord was gone for a long time too, and he didn't come back to me until the day you also returned. I should have stopped then. I never should have started-"

He stood up, finally taking a moment to face her and speak to her, not just let words out.

"I,... hmm... I don't, expect you to forgive me. In fact it might be easier if you didn't, that way you never had to deal with me again. I hope I was worth it for the time you had me, but other than that, well. Call it self-loathing, but I have a habit of just not being worth it. You deserve better.... Yeah. I'm sorry, Yukino-..."

He wanted to cry or something, because that was what he usually did when he felt so twisted and messed up. The problem was, he didn't deserve to cry. He isn't the victim of this. He caused the problem. This was the music he was prepared to face.

Sovngarde awaits.

Cherry:
Yugure stood in the dark room, watching Haruka fidget about, avoiding eye contact. The queen didn't make any attempts to speak, as she just wanted to hear what he was going to say. It started with an apology, but what irked her was the mention that she "didn't deserve it". The concept of not deserving this didn't make any sense. The woman tried to pay attention to his confession while trying to decipher the above. Him mentioning she deserved better confused her more.

"If I deserved better, why would this have happened?" Yugure spoke. Cheating brought pain, but she was by all means no saint. From an arrogant queen to an ignorant mess to a broken heart soldier - what was "deserved"? Expressing an inquisitive, sorrowful look, the response went on.

"Am I not good enough for you...? Or am I just unable to make you happy...? Don't run away from me..."

While not appreciating the final bits of this discussion on Haruka's end about not dealing with him again, she blamed herself.

Jello:
Haruka had a hard time bringing himself to speak again. He instead just leaned on a wall near Yukino. It took a lot out of him the first time to bring himself to speak, but this was another level on top of that.

"That's not true at all. I mean, you're more than good enough. I guess what I did doesn't prove that though. But I mean it, really." His eyes wandered among the dark corners of the room. Dark corners. Sounds like where Haruka belongs right about now.

"You make me really happy... when you're here. When I can actually spend time with you. Yes you make me happy, but it's hard to be happy for a year without a word." That wasn't supposed to slip out at first. He didn't want to put blame on her and that made him feel a bit crappy, but going with the whole honesty policy, he said it. That was just a wrong choice of words on his part.

"That's not fair though. Nothing excuses what I did." He looks at her when she mentions running away. That wasn't what he wanted to do at all...

The exact opposite! He wanted to stay with her and hold her and love her and if it was reciprocated that was all the better. He just didn't know what she wanted...

W-What do I say?

Words were never your strong suit.

"I don't want to run from you!" He accidentally said that a bit louder than he thought. It almost sounded like a shout. Haruka instantly inserted his face into his palm and bit his lip.

Man.

"I-I'm sorry... Wow, I've said that a lot so I'm going to stop, uh-unless you just want me to hear me grovel or something." He walked up to her, face-to-face. He wasn't going to try anything sketchy. Not even kissing. He placed his hands behind his back, and just talked to Yukino. Not Yugure, the soldier, and not Yukino, the Queen, but as Haruka called her, Yukinoms, the girlfriend. The person he got to know when she wasn't being all dutiful and all that jazz.

"I won't run from you. I want to stand with you. I want to be here with you." He just kind of stared into her eyes for a bit. He hadn't done that for a long, long time. They weren't like a blue sky or a starry night, they were something else. It was drawing him in and pushing him away at once. A new kind of gravity. One that even he found pleasant, because he didn't have to dream he'd be there one day.

He was with her.

"I love you, Yukino." He just ran mazes in her eyes, awaiting a response. There wasn't much else he had to say that Yukino would probably find worth hearing.

Please... please.

Cherry:
Yugure found herself unable to believe she was really good enough. Haruka sounded earnest enough on wanting to be with her, but it could've been just to calm her down or out of pity. His outburst pushed that possibility out of mind quite a bit, however. He got closer, and she retreated a little bit out of fear. The woman felt as if she was the one supposed to be grovelling, since it's her fault for being gone. When their eyes met, the soldier's were simply filled with remorse.

"I love you too, Haruka..." They were also longing. Those eyes accepted his apology, but not her own to self.

"... I'm... sorry for vanishing for a year without word or contact... I didn't get a choice in doing so without a goodbye."

A hand gripped onto her arm, leaning back, almost slumping over.

Jello:
Haruka simply approached, following her step-by-step. He couldn't escape the gaze at this point. He was already too caught up in searching through every thread of color and thread of sentience that lit up her irises.

Then she brought it back up. Her leaving for a year. It was a topic he honestly just wanted to avoid at all costs, and his own dumb mouth brought it up again. Haruka just shook his head a bit, maintaining eye contact. That was his sky right now. That was draining his anxieties and keeping him calm.

"No... No, stop. It's not your fault." He finally reached out, one hand. Just barely going to touch her cheek.

"You left for your own reasons. Your father kept my updated and I should have just taken his word and let you be. Bettered myself. Something. Its my fault for doing nothing but sitting around and whining like a brat. Waiting to be handed everything I wanted. I still am sometimes... A brat I mean. But this time I'll reach out, okay? If you'll accept me again."

His hand barely grazing over the skin. It was cool to the touch, compared to the heat his body gave off 99.9% of the time.

"Will you still have me, Yukino? After everything I did?"

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