Un simple y seco "cuídate" fue todo

Un simple y seco "cuídate" fue todo lo que dijo antes de salir por la puerta principal, como si estuviese anticipándome que no volvería o, al menos, no pronto. No creo que sea posible describir con palabras lo que sentí en ese momento, mirando desde el sofá el espacio que senpai había atravesado hacía apenas un instante. No pude despedirme, otra vez se me negó la oportunidad.

Justo como había hecho la primera vez, me encontré siguiendo a senpai desde una distancia prudente. No debía hacerlo, lo sé y lo sabía entonces, pero no pude evitarlo, debía comprobar que todo aquello que corría por mi mente no era más que un horrible malentendido, o a lo sumo una trampa de Isogai para volverme loco. Esta vez no me preocupé por camuflarme.

Fueron desesperantes las veces en que lo perdí de vista entre la gente. Estuve a punto de chocar contra él por acelerar el paso y buscarlo con la mirada por todas partes olvidando el frente. Me detuve justo a tiempo y retrocedí, volviendo a la zona que consideraba segura. Le agradecí a Dios el que no le hubiera dado la idea de darse vuelta.

Me condujo hasta el mismo hotel de aquella vez. ¿Era ese acaso el único en Nagoya? Isogai era realmente un estúpido si era así como pretendía mantener en secreto lo que fuera que estuviera sucediendo.

Senpai entró empujando la gran puerta de vidrio con el hombro aprovechando que estaba entreabierta. Yo lo seguí. Lo vi sentarse en una de las mesas vacías que había en el hall y sacar su celular. No supe si estaba viendo la hora o revisando sus mensajes, sólo pude ver que dirigía su mirada constantemente a la pantalla. Parecía ansioso, me resultó irritante.

Sabía que senpai no estaba allí por gusto. Quiero decir ¿Qué probabilidades había de que así fuese? Apostaría por un 0,3%, tal vez un 4% o 5% si era de relativo interés para él. El porcentaje subiría si fuese algo con respecto a su hermano o Kurokawa-san, pero Isogai era amigo de éste último, así que descarté la posibilidad. Nadie enviaría a su amigo a sentarse en la silla Busby, nadie que pudiera realmente considerarse como tal.

Me mantuve detrás de una pared y desde allí lo observé durante unos minutos. Senpai parecía estar perdiendo la paciencia, ese rubio de mierda estaba llegando tarde aparentemente. Se me hizo extraño.

Tal vez…

Tal vez había tenido que salir antes de que nosotros llegáramos y algo le había sucedido. Tal vez un borracho había ido a estacionar su auto sobre él. Oh, tuve que aguantarme la risa de sólo imaginarlo. Se lo tendría totalmente merecido. O no, tal vez ni siquiera había llegado a salir del hotel. Quizás una mucama había encontrado sustancias ilegales en su habitación ¡porque estoy seguro de que de eso vive! y lo habían detenido allí mismo. No era tan buena como la idea de que desapareciera de este mundo, pero me gustaba.

Sentí algo en mi hombro, una palmada. Me giré aún luciendo esa sonrisa algo retorcida, pero ésta fue borrada en cuanto vi a ese desgraciado justo detrás de mí.

"¿Otra vez jugando al detective Conan?"

Su maldita sonrisa me enfermaba.

"¿Qué se supone que estás haciendo? ¿Con qué lo chantajeaste ahora?"

"Te equivocas. Es él quien me busca esta vez."

"Senpai no haría algo así" Respondí seguro, frunciendo el ceño.

"¿Cómo puedes tú saber eso si apenas lo conoces?"

Bastardo, no necesitaba que pusiera mi propio juego todavía más en mi contra. Amplió su sonrisa ante mi silencio.

"Voy tarde para reunirme con él. No quiero que se moleste y perderme de lo que suceda esta noche."

Apreté los dientes, cerré con fuerza los puños. Puse toda mi voluntad en contenerme para no matarlo, no era yo el que se suponía que debía ir preso.

Se alejó de mí y caminó hacia donde senpai estaba. Tuve que ocultarme un poco mejor detrás de la pared, ya que el llamado del imbécil hizo que senpai mirara en dirección a donde yo también estaba. Fueron sólo segundos en que no miré, pero ahora… ahora desearía no haber llegado a ver lo que vi cuando volví a asomarme.

Rogué porque sólo fuese un efecto de perspectiva.

Sus rostros estaban demasiado juntos. No pude ver el de senpai, Isogai me bloqueaba. Todo lo que pude distinguir fue que Isogai, aún de pie, había puesto sus sucios dedos en el mentón de senpai, haciéndole elevar el rostro hacia él. Souichi llevó una de sus manos a ese asqueroso cabello rubio, y fue allí que decidí dejar de mirar.

Salí de allí tan pronto como pude. No era lo que yo creía, seguía insistiendo y repitiéndome que no era posible, que de nuevo había malinterpretado a pesar de lo clara que era esa escena. Mis lágrimas comenzaron a brotar nublando mi vista. Algunas personas me miraron preocupadas mientras caminaba a paso rápido alejándome de ese hotel, otras incluso se detuvieron para ofrecerme su ayuda, pero yo sólo negué con la cabeza y seguí mi camino.

Tantos años tirados a la basura por mi estúpido egoísmo. No podía creer que, luego de todo mi esfuerzo, lo paciente que fui, todo lo que soporté… había terminado por alejarlo yo mismo, lanzarlo a los brazos de alguien más.

¿De verdad… de verdad me había cambiado?

¡No! ¡Todavía nada era seguro! ¡No tenía por qué perder las esperanzas!

Aún podía detener todo ese juego y confesar. Eso definitivamente lo traería de vuelta a mí.

O haría que terminara de odiarme.

…

Entré en Adamsite saboreando la rabia que se deslizaba por mis mejillas hasta colarse por entre las comisuras de mis labios. Me sentía humillado, traicionado… ¿Por qué? Sabía perfectamente que senpai no me debía nada. Que era libre, que era yo quien había buscado que las cosas fuesen así.

El bar estaba lleno, por lo que recibí un par de insultos al caminar hacia la barra tan bruscamente y chocar con algunos de los clientes. El alcohol me sedujo aunque Hiroto-kun me pidió desde el principio que dejara de beber, repitiendo que no solucionaría nada con embriagarme. Pero no me importaba, sólo quería huir de ese mundo por al menos un par de horas y realmente olvidarlo todo.

Una miserable cerveza no era motivo para exagerar. Eso pensé a pesar de que era claro mi objetivo mínimo de seis no tan miserables.

"¡Por favor, Angel-kun! No quiero imaginar lo que podría pasarte de camino a casa si te emborrachas ¿Qué si no es solo tu brazo esta vez?"

Entonces me detuve y lo miré a los ojos. Por fin un pensamiento razonable. Hiroto-kun se veía tan preocupado que me hizo caer en cuenta de que de nuevo estaba siendo egoísta. No tenía por qué arrastrar a nadie más, no quería que se preocuparan por mí innecesariamente.

Le di la razón y me disculpé. Él suspiró de alivio. Me ofreció su hombro y su oído, pero no quise seguir siendo un inconveniente. Como dije, el bar estaba repleto, no había tiempo para mí. Me marché luego de unos minutos, conforme con la pequeña charla que había conseguido tener y la promesa de Hiroto-kun de dedicarme su próximo día libre.

Fue salir de allí y que las lágrimas volvieran a acumularse. Aunque no cayeron, me permití reflejar en mi rostro nuevamente el vacío interno. Regresé a paso lento a casa, cabizbajo, con las manos en los bolsillos, respirando el aire frío de la noche que acariciaba y borraba de mi piel el rubor causado por las mismas ganas de llorar que, aunque poco, también fueron barridas.

Me encontré con Masaki-san esperando de pie, recargando su espalda contra la puerta de mi departamento. Llevaba una bolsa en su mano izquierda, y revisaba su celular con la derecha. No notó mi presencia sino hasta que estuve a pocos pasos de él. Fue entonces que elevó la vista hacia mí y sonrió de esa manera tan suave en que siempre lo hacía.

"Comenzaba a preocuparme… ¿Por qué no respondías mis llamadas?"

Sin pensarlo, eliminé el espacio que quedaba entre nosotros y lo abracé con fuerza, ocultando mi rostro en el espacio entre su hombro y su cuello. Sentí su perfume, sus brazos rodeándome, y fue tan cautivante que pude olvidarme por un segundo de la caótica realidad en que me había envuelto.

"Lo siento… No lo escuché."

Nunca había tenido más que la ilusión de alguien esperando mi regreso a casa, al menos hasta donde podía recordar. Ahora sólo quería quedarme allí, hundirme en ese abrazo hasta que esos sentimientos decidieran cambiar de una vez por todas.

Senpai no me amaba.

Yo no amaba a Masaki-san en ese momento.

Podía simular que era justo.

Kết quả (Anh) 1:

A simple, dry "Beware" was all he said before leaving through the front door, as if he was anticipating me that he would not return, or at least not soon. I do not think that it is possible to describe in words what I felt in that moment, watching from the sofa the space as senpai had gone through was just an instant. I could not fire me, again refused me the opportunity.Just as he had done the first time, I found myself following senpai from a safe distance. You should not do it, know it and knew it then, but I couldn't help it, it had to verify that everything that was running through my mind was nothing more than a horrible misunderstanding, or at most a trap of Isogai to drive me crazy. This time I not worried me by camouflaging me.They were desperate times in that lost him from view among the people. I was about to crash against it by quickening the pace and find it looking everywhere, forgetting the front. I stopped just in time and retrocedí, returning to the area which was considered safe. I thanked God that had not given him the idea to turn.I drove up to the hotel at that time. Was that perhaps the only one in Nagoya? Isogai was really a stupid if it was as well as he sought to keep secret what was that it was happening.Senpai entered by pushing the large glass door with shoulder taking advantage of which was slightly ajar. I followed him. I saw him sitting in one of the empty tables that were in the hall and get his cell phone. I didn't know if I was watching time or reviewing your messages, I could only see that you way her look constantly to the screen. He seemed anxious, it was quite irritating.I knew that senpai wasn't there for pleasure. I mean, how likely was that it was so? I'd bet by 0.3%, perhaps 4% or 5% if it was relative attractions for him. The percentage would increase if it were something about his brother or Kurokawa-san, but Isogai was a friend of the latter, so I dismissed the possibility. Nobody would send his friend to sit in the Chair Busby, anyone who could really be considered as such.I kept me behind a wall and from there I saw it for a few minutes. Senpai seemed to be losing patience, that shit rubio was arriving late apparently. It made me strangely.Perhaps...Perhaps he had had to leave before we got and something had happened to him. Maybe a drunk had gone to park your car over it. Oh, I had to endure me laughing just imagining. He would have it be fully deserved. Or not, perhaps not even he had come to leave the hotel. Perhaps a maid had found illegal in your room because I am sure that that lives! and they arrested him there himself. It wasn't as good as the idea of that disappear from this world, but I liked it.I felt something on my shoulder, a slap. I turned me still wearing that somewhat twisted smile, but this was deleted as soon as I saw this wretched just behind me."Again playing the Detective Conan?"Its damn smile I get sick."What you mean you're doing? What chantajeaste it now?""You're wrong. Is he who finds me this time.""Senpai wouldn't do something like this" I replied, frowning."How can you know that if you just know it?"Bastard, you didn't need to put my own game even more against me. He expanded his smile to my silence."I'm late to meet him. "I don't want to bother you and miss out on what happens tonight."I squeezed the teeth, I closed with force fists. I put all my will to contain me to not kill him, it was not I that supposed to be that you had to go prison.He walked away from me and walked towards where senpai was. I had to hide myself a little better behind the wall, as did the call the stupid senpai looked towards where I was too. They were only seconds in which I not looked, but now... now I would like to not have to come to see what I saw when I went back to look me.I asked because it was only an effect of perspective.Their faces were too together. I could not see the's senpai, Isogai was me blocking. All he could distinguish was Isogai, even of foot, had put their dirty fingers on the Chin of senpai, doing raising his face toward him. Souichi took one of his hands to this filthy blonde hair, and it was there I decided to stop looking at.I got out of there as soon as I could. It was not what I thought, still insisting and repeating to me that was not possible, that had again misunderstood despite the clear which was the scene. My tears began to sprout clouding my view. Some people looked at me worried as he walked to step fast moving me from that hotel, others even stopped to help me, but I just refused the head and went my way.So many years pulled away by my stupid selfishness. I couldn't believe that, after all my effort, the patient I went, everything I endured... was over away it myself, release it into the arms of someone else.Really... really had changed me?No! Still nothing was safe! I had no why lose hope!It could even stop all that game and confess. That definitely would bring it back to me.Or it would that he would hate me.…I entered Adamsite savoring the rage that glided down my cheeks to sneak through the corners of my lips. I felt humiliated, betrayed... why? I knew perfectly that senpai not owed me anything. It was free, it was me who had sought that things were thus.The bar was full, so I got a couple of insults to walk towards the bar so sharply and collide with some customers. Alcohol seduced me even though Hiroto-kun asked me early on to stop drinking, repeating that he would not solve anything with intoxicated me. But I didn't care, I just wanted to escape that world for at least one couple of hours and actually forget all.A miserable beer was no reason to exaggerate. That thought while it was clear my minimum target of six not so miserable."Please, Angel-kun! "I don't want to imagine what could happen on the way home if you drunk you would if this time is not only your arm?"Then I stopped and looked at him in the eyes. Finally a reasonable thought. Hiroto-kun was so worried that made me fall into account that was again being selfish. He didn't why drag anyone more, I didn't want that to worry for me unnecessarily.I gave him the reason, and apologized to me. He sighed in relief. You gave me your ear and your shoulder, but I didn't want to continue to be a problem. As I said, the bar was packed, there was no time for me. I left after a few minutes, according to the small talk had gotten have and the promise of Hiroto-kun's devote her next day off.It was out of there and the tears returned to accumulate. Although they did not fall, I allowed me to reflect on my face again the internal vacuum. I went back to step slowly home, crestfallen, with hands in pockets, breathing the cold night air that caressed and erased my skin flush caused by the same desire to cry which, although little, were also swept.I found myself with Masaki-san waiting for floor, recharging her back against the door of my apartment. He had a bag in his left hand, and checked his cell phone with the right. Did not notice my presence until it was within walking distance of it. It was then that he raised the view toward me and smiled that soft way in that always made him."I began to worry... why not gave my calls?"Without thinking, I eliminated the space remaining between us and hugged him tightly, hiding my face in the space between her shoulder and her neck. I felt her perfume, her arms around me, and it was so captivating that I could forget for one second of the chaotic reality that had wrapped me."I'm sorry... Not I listened to it."I had never had more than the illusion of someone waiting for my return home, at least where they could remember. Now he just wanted to stay there, sink in that embrace until those sentiments decided to change once and for all.Senpai didn't love me.I did not love Masaki-San at that time.It could simulate was right.

Kết quả (Anh) 2:

A simple dry "will be careful" was all he said before walking out the front door, as if anticipating that he would never, or at least not soon. I not think it's possible to describe in words what I felt at that moment, watching from the sofa senpai had the space spanned just a moment ago. I could not say goodbye, again refused the opportunity. Just as he had done the first time, I found myself following senpai from a safe distance. Should not, I know and not know it then, but I could not help, check that everything was running through my mind was just a horrible misunderstanding, or at most a trap of Isogai to drive me crazy. This time I did not worry about camuflarme. They were desperate times when I lost sight among the people. I was about to hit him up the pace and look at him everywhere forgetting the front. I stopped and stepped back in time, returning to the area considered safe. I thanked God who had not given him the idea of turning around. I drove to the same hotel this time. Was that perhaps the only one in Nagoya? Isogai was really stupid if he was and wanted to keep secret whatever was happening. Senpai wheeled in the big glass door with his shoulder after he was ajar. I followed him. I saw him sitting in one of the empty tables that were in the hall and take out your cell phone. I did not know if I was watching the time or reviewing your messages, I could only see his eyes constantly directed to the screen. He seemed anxious, I found it irritating. He knew that senpai was not there by choice. I mean, what were the odds so be it? Bet by 0.3%, perhaps a 4% or 5% if interest was related to him. The percentage would rise if something about your brother or Kurokawa-san, but Isogai was a friend of the latter, so I dismissed the possibility. No one would send his friend to sit in the chair Busby, one who could really be considered as such. I stood behind a wall and from there I watched for a few minutes. Senpai seemed to be losing patience fucking that blonde was late apparently. It made ​​me strange. Maybe ... Maybe he had to leave before we arrived and something had happened. Maybe a drunk had gone to park your car on it. Oh, I had to put up with the laughter of only imagine. It would have fully deserved. Or no, perhaps not even he had come to leave the hotel. Perhaps a maid had found illegal substances in his room because I'm sure that living! and they had stopped right there. It was not as good as the idea that disappear from this world, but I liked it. I felt something on my shoulder, a pat. I turned still wearing that something crooked smile, but it was erased when I saw that bastard right behind me. "Again playing detective Conan?" Your damn smile made ​​me sick. "What you think you're doing? How it blackmailed now? " "You're wrong. It is he who seeks me this time." "Senpai would not do that," I answered sure, frowning. "How can you know that if you barely know?" Bastard, not I needed to put my own game even more against me. He expanded his smile at my silence. "I'm late to meet him. I do not want to be disturbed and lose what happens tonight." I gritted my teeth, closed his fists. I put all my will to fight not to kill him, was not I who was supposed to go to jail. He walked away from me and walked over to where he was senpai. I had a little better hide behind the wall, because the call of imbecile made ​​senpai looked towards where I was, too. They were only seconds in which I did not look, but now ... now I wish I'd come to see what I saw when I came to peek. I prayed because it was only an effect of perspective. Their faces were too close together. I could not see the Senpai, Isogai blocked me. All I could make out was that Isogai, still standing, had put their dirty fingers on the chin senpai, making him raise his face toward him. Souichi took one of his hands to that nasty blonde hair, and it was there that I decided to stop looking. I got out of there as soon as I could. It was not what I thought, kept insisting and repeating it was not possible, which again had misinterpreted matter how clear it was that scene. My tears began to flow clouding my view. Some people looked at me worried as he walked briskly walking away from the hotel, some even stopped to offer their help, but I just shook my head and went on my way. So many years thrown away by my stupid selfishness. I could not believe that after all my efforts, how patient I was, everything I endured ... was over for him away myself, throw it into the arms of someone else. You really ... really had changed me? No! Still nothing was safe! He did not have to lose hope! He could still stop the game and confess all. That definitely would bring it back to me. Or would he finished hate me. ... I entered Adamsite savoring the rage that slid down my cheeks to sneak in between the corners of my mouth. I felt humiliated, betrayed ... Why? Senpai knew that I owed ​​nothing. I was free, it was I who had sought things to be so. The bar was packed, so I got a couple of insults to walk to the bar so sharply and hit some of the customers. Alcohol seduced me though Hiroto-kun asked me from the start to stop drinking, repeating that drunk would not solve anything. But I did not care, I just wanted to run away from this world for at least a couple of hours and really forget everything. A miserable beer was no reason to exaggerate. That thought even though it was clear my minimum target of six not so miserable. "Please Angel-kun! I can only imagine what could happen on the way home if you get drunk What if it's not just your arm this time ? " Then I stopped and looked into his eyes. Finally a reasonable thought. Hiroto-kun looked so worried that made ​​me realize that I was being selfish again. Did not have to drag anyone else, do not want them to worry unnecessarily about me. I agreed and apologized. He sighed in relief. He offered me his shoulder and ear, but did not want to remain a problem. As I said, the bar was packed, there was no time for me. I then checked out a few minutes, according to the small talk that had managed to get and Hiroto-kun promised to devote its next day. It was out of there and come back the tears collect. Although not fall, I allowed myself to reflect on my face again the inner emptiness. I returned slowly home step, head down, hands in pockets, breathing the cold night air caressing and erased my skin flushing caused by the same desire to mourn that although some were also swept away. I found Masaki-san waiting with standing, leaning his back against the door of my apartment. She is carrying a bag in his left hand, and checked his cell to the right. He did not notice me until I was a few feet away. It was then looked up at me and smiled in that gentle way as he always did. "I was beginning to worry ... Why did not you answer my calls?" Without thinking, delete the space between us and hugged him hard , hiding my face in the space between his shoulder and neck. I felt her perfume, her arms around me, and was so captivating that I could forget for a second from the chaotic reality in which I was involved. "I'm sorry ... I did not hear." I had never had more than the illusion of someone waiting for my return to home, at least as far as he could remember. Now we just wanted to stay there, sinking into the embrace until he decided to change those feelings once and for all. Senpai did not love me. I did not love Masaki-san at the time. I could pretend I was right.

Kết quả (Anh) 3:

A simple Dry "Beware" was all he said before leaving for the front door, as if in anticipation that it would not, or at least not soon. I Don't think it's possible to describe in words what I felt at that moment, looking from the couch Space senpai had gone through just a moment. I couldn't Say Goodbye, again I was denied the opportunity.Just as he had done the first time, I found myself following senpai from a safe distance. Should not do that, I know, and I knew it then, but I had to check that everything was running through my mind was no more than a misunderstanding, or at most a Trap Isogai to drive me Crazy. This Time I didn't Care for camouflaging myself.

They were desperate times that I Lost sight of him in the crowd. I was about to hit him by Accelerating the step and looking with the eyes everywhere, with the front. I stopped just in time and back, back to the area that is considered safe. I thanked God that he hadn't given the idea of Turning.

LED me to the same hotel that time.That was perhaps the only one in Nagoya? Isogai was really stupid if so as to keep Secret whatever was happening.
senpai entered Pushing the large glass door with the shoulder on which was ajar. I followed him. I saw him sitting in an empty tables in the hall and get his cell phone.I Don't know if I Was Seeing the hour or checking your messages, I could only see his eyes constantly ran to the screen. He seemed anxious, I was annoying Senpai.

I wasn't there for you. I mean, what are the odds that it? I bet by 0.3%, maybe 4 or 5 per cent on if it was of interest to him.The percentage would rise if it was something about your brother or Kurokawa San, but Isogai was a Friend of his, so that ruled out the possibility. Nobody would send his friend to sit in the Chair that Busby, nobody could really be considered as such.

I kept behind a Wall and from there he watched for a few minutes. Senpai seemed to be losing Patience,Blondie was fucking late apparently. It was Strange.



Maybe... Maybe had to leave before we arrived, something had happened. Maybe a Drunk went to park his car on him. Oh, I had to hold myself laugh Just imagine. I would totally deserved. Or maybe even had come out of the hotel.Maybe a Maid found illegal substances in his room because I'm sure that he does. And he had stopped right there. It was not as good as the idea that disappear from this world, but I liked it.

I felt something in my Shoulder, Pat. I turned, still wearing that smile Twisted, but this was deleted as soon as I saw that bastard right behind me."Again playing Detective Conan?" Your fucking Smile



"sickened me. What are you doing? What did you Blackmail him now? "

"You're wrong. It is he who looks for me this time. "

" Senpai "Sure wouldn't do something I said, frowning." How can you know that if you barely know him? "

you Bastard, Don't need to put my own Game even more against me.Her Smile broadened to my Silence.

"I'm late for a meeting. I Don't want to bother you and Miss what happens Tonight."

I clenched my teeth, Hard fists. I put all my will to keep me not to kill him, I wasn't supposed to go to jail.

you walked away from me and walked toward where I was a senior. I had to hide behind the Wall a little bit better,Because the asshole made Champ look in address to where I was. Were only seconds in no hurry, but now... Now I have come to see what I saw when I came to I.

I Prayed because she was only a perspective effect. Their faces were too close together. I couldn't see the senpai, Isogai was blocking me. All I could see was that Isogai,Still Standing, had put his Dirty fingers on the chin of senpai, by raising the face towards him. Souichi took one of his hands to that Dirty blond hair, and it was there that I decided to stop and look.

I got out of there as fast as I could. Not what I thought it was, and continued to insist that it was not possible to repeat that again misunderstood despite the clear was that scene.My Tears clouding my eyes began to Sprout. Some people looked worried as I walked Fast walking away from this hotel, some even stopped to offer help, but I refused with the head and kept going.

so many years down the Drain because of my Stupid self. I couldn't believe that after all my effort, I was patient,All that I had done for him, myself, throw him into the Arms of someone else.

I really Changed?

! Still nothing was safe! He didn't Lose Hope!

could still Stop that game and confess. That certainly would bring it back to me. Or would end up hating me

.

...I entered adamsite Savoring the Rage that slid down my Cheeks to squeeze between the corners of My Lips. I felt humiliated, Betrayed... Why? I knew that I owed nothing Senpai. I was free, I was the one who wanted things to be so. The bar was crowded,So I got a couple of insults to walk towards the bar so Sharply and hit some of the customers. Alcohol seduced me although Hiroto Kun told me from the beginning to stop drinking, saying that it would not solve anything to Get Drunk. But I didn't Care, I just wanted to escape the World for at least a couple of hours and really forget everything.One lousy beer was no reason to Exaggerate. I thought that although it was clear my goal at least six not so miserable.

please Angel kun! I Don't want to imagine what could happen if you get drunk on the way home. What if it's not just your arm this time? "

so I stopped and looked him in the eye. Finally, a reasonable thinking.Hiroto Kun looked so worried that made me realize that I was being Selfish again. I didn't Drag anybody, didn't want to worry me unduly.

I gave him Reason and apologized. He sighed with Relief. He offered me his shoulder and Ear, but I didn't remain a problem. As I said, the bar was crowded, there was no time for me.I left a few minutes later, with the small talk that I had and the promise of Hiroto Kun to take the next day off.

was out and the tears would ACCUMULATE. Although not Fell, I reflect on my face again the internal vacuum. I went slowly Home, Head Down, hands in pockets,Breathing in the Cold Night Air caressing and Erased My Skin redness caused by the same desire to cry, although some were also swept away.

I found Masaki - San stand, leaning his back against the door of my apartment. He had a bag in her Left Hand, and checking their cell to the right.He didn't notice my presence until I was close to him. Then he looked up at me and smiled So Soft that I always did.

"I was beginning to worry about you... Why didn't you answer my calls?"

without thinking, I eliminated the space left between us and I hugged him, hiding my face in the space between your shoulder and neck. I felt her perfume,Your Arms Around Me, and it was so beautiful that I could forget for a second of the chaotic reality that I had wrapped.

"I didn't hear."

never had more than the illusion of someone waiting for me back home, at least as far as I could remember. I just wanted to stay there, to sink in that Embrace, until those Feelings decided to change once and for all.I loved senpai
.

I loved Masaki San in that time.

could Simulate that was fair.