" Have you ever had a dream that made you want to visit the stars? " Maybe stargazing was the perfect plan for a clear night like this. Staring up at an endless sea of twinkles overhead. It helps that Sirin's portals gives them the ability to travel even further than Japan, into some of the far more remote parts of the world where light pollution isn't a factor. " I've thought about it before.. I can survive in space, that much I know. But it'd be so quiet, doing it all on my own. Drifting in the endless void surrounded by stars.. " " Hmm.. If I found a way to keep you safe, would you want to come see them with me? "
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' ----- do you like them ? ' who , for as long as they kept the smallest ounce of passion within them , didn't appreciate the breathtaking sight of a starry night ? if he asks sirin her opinion , then it's only because he wants to hide his ; daisuke's , at first . he doesn't want any grim confession to ruin the moment , the small , anxious truth that would have forced him to mewl : no , i've never had any dreams like that . his world was a hollow pitch curtain , the set of his gaze so often set low , with endlessly stale , banal-repetitive memories of nothing but sneakers and pavement flashing in his mind .
the stars only seemed to exist on nights that he stole . when he had the courage to lift polished jewels and precious artworks up into the tender , meager lights , each celestial body reflected in a thousand dazzling gleams . that had always been enough for him , taking flight and soaring across speckled cities before tucking himself away once more into daybreak sleep . as he considers it all besides sirin he thinks : he should at least confess something .
and so his head tilts , his lips quirking at a subtle , awkward angle , his smile retained but afflicted by a sudden bittersweetness . ' ... when i start to get lonely , i usually end up missing the roses . ' their red , their smell , and the memories of home imbued in them that perpetually clung to his skin and clothing . ' azumano's roses are a little different from others , you know . they grow tougher to endure the cold , even in winter --- it gets chillier here than in other regions . wish i could say the same for daisuke and i in space , but , well ... '
he shrugs , his voice left to hang loose and careless in the air as he leans backwards and plucks a passionate bloom off the closest bush . with the silent unsheathe of a talon-claw , he gingerly scrapes off the thorns from its stem , before tucking it just as carefully into sirin's hair . dark smiles , the subtle flattering cinch of his eyes professing that she was both precious and beautiful to him . ' if you ask me , we're already visited every so often by the cutest , most wonderful star . you know how we are , we wouldn't say no to spending more time with you if you could figure something out . but you don't have to worry yourself over it either , sirin . if it gets quiet , why not think of all the things that you've seen and want to tell us when you get back ? '
at least then , much like it did for himself , there would spark a small , single glowing light even in the darkest and emptiest of spaces . ' ... we'll always be waiting , and you'll always have someplace , somebody , to come back to . '
