#flagrisen

“And accept that I was wrong?! Umi, I thought you knew me better!” His words were spoken in jest of course. But Shun wasn’t about to let go that easy. Besides he rather liked the small arguments that they had from time to time. He liked to think it was how they showed affection for each other. He much preferred this way rather then how Sora and Mizanuma interacted. Or rather he spoke she simply giggled in response. Was there a hidden meaning he wasn’t supposed to get?

        For him, so long as it's entertaining, it does matter --- a flawed character trait, he supposes, uncaring of what anyone thinks of that (and always willing to show it as well).

The young man often got homesick, which was a drag- since his river was paved over and his home no longer existed, he was forced to wander for something vaguely similar. This landed him at his home just outside Tokyo’s limits, and leaving him with a florist shop to tend to as his only respite from the land of the spirits.

However, every now and again he would meet someone with a smudge of energy across them- A family member with unfinished business, or that died suddenly- that could cause serious damage and danger. And this was exactly what he saw in a young girl (no more than 16 he thought) who passed his shop one partially cloudy day.

             ❀       “Miss? Pardon me, miss, but- Forgive my bluntness,         but has a family member passed in your family? It’s very important.”      ❀