Fourth Pattern ; voice, drawing

[hikaruorkaoru]

This place is so stupid.

[As he talks to the journal, he's sketching.



This place is great for his creativity, he's realized... but that's because there's nothing else to do. He hasn't left his apartment in a few days except to steal food from the communal kitchen.

Being forcably dragged back into the mindset of having Kaoru and only Kaoru to rely on... didn't go away easily. He'd missed his brother before, but it's only gotten worse since then.]

The people in charge are idiots. Why would you only kidnap one? It still doesn't make any sense.

[He might not realize that he can be heard right now. He hasn't been exactly careful about where his hand's brushed in the journal.]

We're not supposed to be apart.


(Original picture for the dress designs found here.)

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[voice]

[toujoursfluer]

[perhaps he doesn't have the right friends. Or perhaps he's just that way. Well perhaps things will change for the better, and perhaps they will change for the worse. Who knows?]

As you say. Good luck, ne?

[voice]

[hikaruorkaoru]

[For Hikaru, "alone" is any context in which he does not have "Kaoru." Too many years of isolation have made him very slow with new relationships of any kind.]

I don't need luck. I'll be fine.

[voice]

[toujoursfluer]

Very well.

[a mild shrug even if he can't see it]

Perhaps I'll see you around. [and she will, even if he might not necessarily see her]