there is only [HIATUS]

"I see," the mage lifted his head, looking directly at heterochromatic eyes "it must be hard being on your own, even with some help" and he almost, almost asked how long he had been like that, or if his friends were still around… But maybe that was going too far, and he didn’t want to make Watanuki uncomfortable around him.

"She was. I couldn’t be more grateful for her. I didn’t get my tattoo back, but… For some reasons, I prefer to not have it."  Fingers tangled with his own behind his back, a head was tilted slightly to the side, watching the cherry tree blooming.

"I can do many things! I can go anywhere and do whatever I want" he chuckled, yet gaze downed a little. "I don’t really know. I don’t have a home, and I…" I don’t want to be alone, he thought, but the words didn’t come out of his mouth. “You grant wishes, right, Watanuki-kun? Maybe you can see what is my wish?”

So very wrong.

It reminded him of something.

Of someone.

But who...?

Please

don't

disappear.

That voice rang inside his head again. Ah, that's right. This sensation... he clenched his hands nervously, lips pursing at Fai's incomplete sentence. It's the same thing. He deeply inhaled, unconsciously stepping forward as if to prevent something from happening.

"Don't---!"

Don't disappear.

But his voice seemed trapped inside his throat. His mouth motioned a few times, trying to speak. But he couldn't. He shrugged at the blond's dismiss. Even if Fai could pay for it, would Watanuki want to grant it? He released the breath he wasn't even aware he was holding.

[text] Are you safe?

[text] Are you home?

[text] Are you hurt?

[text] What’s happened?

[text] Please text back

[text] Where are you?

[text] Why are you in the hospital?

[text] Why didn’t you tell me sooner?

[text] Come back

[text] Stay with me

[text] I can’t feel my legs

[text] Are you sure?

[text] I feel sick

[text] Please come over

[text] I need you

[text] I need you to listen

[text] I need to look after you

[text] It’s urgent

[text] Help me, please

[text] You’re not listening! This is important!

[text] Please be careful

[text] Stop showing off, you’re not impressing anyone

[text] You worry me so much sometimes.

[text] I’ll wait for you to get back

[text] Please wait for me

[text] I don’t want to live without you

[text] I don’t know what to do

[text] Don’t touch anything

[text] I’ll be there right away

[text] What do you mean?

"You have much in common with her-  Yuuko-sama used to insist that I just call her Yuuko, but I still persist.  I will call you Watanuki-sama, because you are a magician.  A master of magicks, and that is an instinct I was birthed into." 

"I will make effort to be more friendly, if it will make up for it.  I am afraid I lack a good bit of ability to socialize— It is a fault."  Yue admits, albeit warmly.  

He couldn't help the warmth that spread through his chest as he heard such comparison. His eyes narrowed, lips curling up in a content smile. Watanuki gently nodded.

"You don't have to try, Yue-san. I think you're friendly enough", he softly giggled, "You are just fine with your social skills. Ah, I've come to work for her, long, along ago."

A fond, nostalgic expression took over his features. It was really long ago.

If that brings relief to your heart, that is.

Still, this was a store room, not a pantry. Could they really find something like sea salt in here?

plink.

plonk.

Water? Watanuki frowned as he searched for the source of such sound. He spotted a big vase made of fine porcelain, delicate flower drawings carved on its surface. It was shut with a matching lid and was perfectly normal. Static. Then why do I hear water dripping from inside?