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I suppose.. 'love' is still the most beautiful song anyone can sing.

But the despair reached so deep... that he withered and whittled unable to eat or sleep.

Desperately drowning in grief, Shizuo deafened himself trying to breathe.

The accident broke him once more, and hurt her mother evermore.

But one dreadful day, in a bitter argument with his mother, Shizuo stood up shouting as loud as he could, and broke his voice forever... It was a precious gift that... he could not regain, no matter how much talent he had, or how hard he struggled to sing again. Even as painful tears and woeful frie...

He was a singer before, an innocent boy with a voice so pure... Entire orchestras couldn't compare to Shizuo's grace, the power he evoked as the light of heaven touched upon his face. Winning so many prestigious honours and praise, there was simply no emotion buried so deep that he could not raise. ...

“You know... I love him, Iwanako. I love Shizuo...”

“I love him dearly, and with all my heart.”

“To me... he is the most beautiful being in this world...”

“Did he tell you? About how he.. became who he is?

“..., I suppose Shizuo finally presented his card...”

“And.., you were there.. weren't you? Iwanako?”

I smile in brightness as a kiss softly touches me..... delighting my heart with a sincere blessing of love...

“Now..., I suppose there is nothing left to keep me beside him.....”

“Iwanako? ..Poor girl, you.”

Sasha's suave smile and voice whispers by... out of sight, out of reach from my sleeping mind.....

“You know, if you're tired, you could have just said so.”

I feel a gentle, loving stroking on my cheek... of someone tenderly brushing my hair...

As the afternoon sun smiles on... Sasha and I decide to take a seat on the balcony's white stone bench, relaxing and taking a break from splashing around in the pool. Slightly weary from having too much fun, we don't do much, we just.. sit close to each other, enjoying the beautiful summer day. Feel...

Simply walking around in the pool and playing with Hitomi's inflated toys and balls... I soon get a little impatient with being “cool”, and start acting like a puffed-up Kaiju, coming up from the deep and intending to make landfall. -- Rawr. Rharr. Kha-kah-ka. I push huge waves at the air-filled bat...

Melancholy seems to follow me..., all throughout the day, as I shake our sun-dried clothes free of sand, making carefully sure they're safe for the washing machine. Then, when the afternoon sun starts to really shine, and with nothing else to do and nobody around to witness, I decide I'll splash aro...

After a while... and tiring my eye a little from observing the world through narrow lenses, I suddenly start to wonder...

Is this what it's like? For Shizuo?

To see laughter and joy, but not hear it?

Early afternoon, while alone on the balcony deck... I point the star-gazing telescope straight at the happenings of the beach event... and spy on Rai, Lionel and Acair arguing over something, pointing alternatingly between the ocean, and somewhere on the beach... Hanzou and Yuki simply can't be both...

Shizuo tries not to cry and bravely presents his tray; a plate of delicious omelette, a glass of refreshing orange juice, and a long-overworked, hand-made card, cut out of a beige manilla folder and lovingly decorated with the most beautiful words Sachiko ever heard. Taking the tray, and carefully p...

I help him reach for the tray in the cabinet above, dusting and blowing on it as I do.

He sets the plate of finished omelette carefully with love, and sprinkles oregano for a flavour so true.

Taking it up to his lonely mother crying beside the alcove, he trembles as he tells her “I Love You.”

Warmly, we start to let go.., as Shizuo pulls my hand forwards.

He shows me what he was trying to do, and true to his wish he pushes onwards...

He chooses to forget that unkind moment just a while ago, quietly throwing away stained memories and harsh words.

[Insert Song: Innocence by NicolArmarfi] We pull each other close and hold each other tight, not letting go until the tears run dry. My life flashes by beyond my reach, moments and memories forgotten yet forever cherished. Shizuo cries soundless in sadnesses softly heard, his heart still chasing aft...