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I let his arms go... freeing him to talk. Slowly composing himself, he starts by apologising, saying that he forgot.., he forgot he could have stopped my heart. I sign back hurriedly, not concentrating on what I say. [I don't... I don't- ...you were angry. You didn't act on purpose.] [...what is it ...

As soon as she's gone, Shizuo runs over to me, and I open my arms to embrace him before he-- hits me? “Ow! Stop! Stop hitting me! OW!” I force myself to stop him, holding both his hands back, as he struggles against the anguish in his heart. “Shizuo... Shizuo!” He forces himself to look at me, to tr...

“Mrs. Hakamichi... m-maybe Shizuo is just.. maybe your son, is well-aware that he's deaf, and he knows enough to be careful.” “Do you understand sign language? Iwanako Hanajima?” Sachiko asks me.. an out-of-place question. [Yes. I've studied the basics.] I politely sign back. [Then may I ask you to ...

Making my way to the kitchen, still somewhat half-asleep to have worked myself up for no reason, I idly wonder what I should have for breakfa- ...Mmmm~ I catch a delicious aroma in the air; someone is already cooking, but... who could it be? So early in the morning.. “Shizuo? Are you making somethin...

Seeing my reflection smiling innocently, I try to imagine Hanzou smiling, ..a full bright smile, exactly how he would if.. the fire didn't hide away a half of who he is. He can only smile.. one half of a smile, ...he can ..only cry in one eye, ..he is only... one half... No!.. No..., he's not. Half-...

We look upon each other warmly..... not saying anything in loving understanding... Before the game calls out to Hanzou again, and he gazes back to it the same time I do. The beautiful moment between us lingering in our hearts, I start to wash up for the morning, while he plays the video games that h...

The heavenly morning greets me brightly as I wake, with.. Hanzou's blanket upon me? ...Did he..? I see he's already up, and eagerly playing Hitomi's gaming-console... “Good morning...” I whisper to him, sitting myself upright. Warmly embracing myself with my own blanket and Hanzou's... “I-I-Iwanako....

I dream about the little boy I used to know... chasing him through the snow...

Who are you... from so long ago? “.....where did you go?”

“Hanzou... I'm cold.....”

I blanket myself on the sofa.., tightly. How I wish I could be close to Hanzou..., and have him embrace me as I cry..... But I try not to think about lost memories. ...I have my friends and family, ..and they will never hurt me. With a smile for them all..... I fall asleep and wish for peaceful drea...

I feel... unbearably sad.. This memory of my foster mother... when she was so nice to me... I had forgotten all the times when she held me and kissed me, and called me her daughter... Why did she change? ...Or am I the one who changed? I want to cry... But I had lost all my tears when my heart broke...

No one is in the living room, ..except Hanzou. But even if he isn't asleep, I don't think he'll mind.. he'd probably look away if I start to change in front of him. But still, that doesn't mean I can't change in the spare room where all my bags are. I quietly take off my shorts and camisole, and shi...

With enough nonsense out of me, I take off my white Kaori-pawed shirt, and.. quietly put it in the laundry along with my white summer-dress, and everyone else's clothes that have sand in them. I make a mental note to dry and shake them all outside tomorrow, keeping the fine grains from damaging the ...

I yawn as I sort the rest of the tickets. --Hmm.. there's a lot of them, we could use them throughout our summer stay here. Wondering to myself where to keep Kaori's hard-earned tickets, I look around the living room, and realise that there's not even an ashtray to hold them. Then spying the little ...

I start distracting myself by cataloguing the bundle of tickets in my hands. Hmm... vanilla ice-cream, coffee ice-cream, chocolate ice-cream.. vanilla ice-cream... vanilla ice- they're all ice-creams... none of them are- Oh, here's one that gives a discount at a high-class restaurant.., hmm.. its th...

As I leave and close the bathroom door, I wonder.. if I really would be alright.. sharing my life with two people...

No doubt I love Kaori and Lionel... but, it's not the same.

No... it's still Hisao who is holding my heart...