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Nari was the only single thought that kept repeating in his mind. He had heard the news through a game of whisper down the lane. He’d been on a business run for Nobu, collecting information for him and it was on his return did he hear what had happened. He did not think to contact Nobu and see if he knew. He must have. Nari was his twin. Whatever Nobu had him doing would wait now as the dog would hurry to where he should be. Where he should have been when it happened. By Nari’s side. While Shiro was loyal to both twins, more of his time was spent by Nari’s side. It wasn’t easy to get to his room, simply because no one was allowed near it. Except possibly for Nobu and whomever was with him, but Shiro was alone and he would have to find his own way to Nari’s room. Though it was not difficult for someone who would sneak around for a living. Nari, Nari, Nari. The name continued to repeat its cycle throughout his mind until he saw him. Until he was able to touch him and know for sure he was okay. Not exactly ideal for someone who was recovering from a gunshot wound, but Shiro did not care. After all no one else was in the room to stop him from climbing into the hospital bed the twin laid in and no one could stop him from reaching out with shaky hands to touch his face, brushing his fingers in his typical greeting when he met with the other. He’d never seen him this way and it was terrifying for Shiro to look at, because Nari was not supposed to be hurt. Neither twin should be hurt. Rough fingers brushed along the others face and jaw, before Shiro would suddenly press his head to Nari’s chest as though to feel each breath he took in reassurance he was still alive.











