While the young girl β her name was Maya, he remembered that now β discussed the legitimacy of what she saw with Kurama, she also confessed her feelings for him. Not knowing how best to respond, he'd simply told her that they needed to go home...and he'd walked with her.
She had been unwilling to let go of her confession, however. The topic followed them even as the school disappeared somewhere behind them. Maya wanted to know his feelings, too. Had he realized that she liked him? Did he like her back? These simple questions weighed so heavily on his heart, if she could have only known how seriously he'd taken them...
Instead, all she heard was "Sorry..." He couldn't tell her what she wanted to hear. Doing so would only put her in danger.
He could practically hear her heart break with his rejection, but just as she was turning to leave, Kurama sensed it...that black wave of dread. Whatever Hedoki had planned to send to kill him was already there with them!
...Kit watched the scene with what was almost complete impassivity. It was strange and yet not, feeling as though he agreed with Kurama's actions and the thought process behind them. Under the present circumstances, he didn't really have the luxury of being with anyone and falling in love. Not if he wanted to keep Maya from getting unnecessarily hurt. He thinks, in Kurama's shoes...he would want to do the same. But he doesn't know if he really would.
In the past many of his actions had been selfish. Done because he wanted this or that, or because by doing one thing he could get someone else to do a different thing for him. There was the odd instance of selflessness, of standing up for the weak or downtrodden...but really, he'd acted mostly on desire.
But now he doesn't think he would hesitate. At least not for something like this. So much of his heart, however, remains rooted in that past, and if that's the case, how can he really be anything other than a solitary and selfish creature?
"Your patienceβ" The rest goes left unsaid, the inky blackness behind them suddenly deciding to move, tendrils of shadow lashing out to wrap around both his and Reimi's ankles. This wasn't part of the memory!
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She had been unwilling to let go of her confession, however. The topic followed them even as the school disappeared somewhere behind them. Maya wanted to know his feelings, too. Had he realized that she liked him? Did he like her back? These simple questions weighed so heavily on his heart, if she could have only known how seriously he'd taken them...
Instead, all she heard was "Sorry..." He couldn't tell her what she wanted to hear. Doing so would only put her in danger.
He could practically hear her heart break with his rejection, but just as she was turning to leave, Kurama sensed it...that black wave of dread. Whatever Hedoki had planned to send to kill him was already there with them!
...Kit watched the scene with what was almost complete impassivity. It was strange and yet not, feeling as though he agreed with Kurama's actions and the thought process behind them. Under the present circumstances, he didn't really have the luxury of being with anyone and falling in love. Not if he wanted to keep Maya from getting unnecessarily hurt. He thinks, in Kurama's shoes...he would want to do the same. But he doesn't know if he really would.
In the past many of his actions had been selfish. Done because he wanted this or that, or because by doing one thing he could get someone else to do a different thing for him. There was the odd instance of selflessness, of standing up for the weak or downtrodden...but really, he'd acted mostly on desire.
But now he doesn't think he would hesitate. At least not for something like this. So much of his heart, however, remains rooted in that past, and if that's the case, how can he really be anything other than a solitary and selfish creature?
"Your patienceβ" The rest goes left unsaid, the inky blackness behind them suddenly deciding to move, tendrils of shadow lashing out to wrap around both his and Reimi's ankles. This wasn't part of the memory!