"Everyone else is a piece of shit, Kirho!" she whispered, with her voice cracking softly from the unbearable range of emotions that were coming over her, leaving Fisa in a choking state of helplessness like an old string on a guitar that is begging not to be teared from the thread. her anger and sadness fusing together to what feels like a bottomless pit in her stomach.
"I know" he replied, stroking the long white hair on her head, which rested on his thighs while she sobbed into his baggy, black trousers. He looked down at her with a loving expression of concern and compassion.
"they are all so fucking stupid. Only you are normal.. im so lost at this point." She managed to talk again after getting over her tears, "I just.. feel so trapped in this world. Its so unfair that we have to be alive..!"
"I cant accept it when you talk like that.. I cant even get how your mind works. How do u get this emotional over matters like that when you don't even value your OWN life"
"I don't know anymore. I mean, I know life, you get me? I know how it is! but I feel like that's exactly why I get so emotional about it."
"now that's just childish.." he sighed a bit too loudly
"I- well so im childish, ok? why the fuck are you being like that with me?" her voice got louder, not hiding how irritated she felt from his response; "why is it every time I try to tell you about my issues you are always being such a condescending asshole? Im sorry, that I am not as smart as you, but may I still have the right to feel and think? or is that no good?" she continued, with her tone now contemptuous and aggressive.
"I never meant it like that! Im so sorry that what I said felt invalidating but please believe me, fisa, I really do take your problems seriously.." his panicked voice betrayed him as he struggled to explain himself.
she sighed and went silent for a second, letting the room get quiet. "it doesn't feel that way at all." She finally broke the suspenseful silence; "I only want you to be supportive, but that may be too egoistic. I don't even know what I should feel or want from you." At that point, the great deal of despair she felt finally caught up to her and left her sobbing quietly. "im sorry..."
kirho felt terrible at the sight. he pulled her up from him so she was sitting straight and looking at him with her still red, wet eyes, and grabbed her by the arms "you know I love you. and that i just want to make you happy. Im just not too good on words. Please don't take me so negatively. I promise you that I will never discredit you like that"
"I want to believe you so bad."
he pulled her closer and wrapped his arms around her in a tight, warm, hug; "so uh, do it"
taken aback for a second, she froze, then finally giggled while closing her eyes to immerse herself in his embrace "okay okay, I believe you".
After a long pause of silence that filled the room, to kirho's mind came an idea.
"hey fisa. do you remember that time when we were like, what, 6 years old? And Ethan decided he wanted to try riding his dad's horse? With the armor on and all."
"ohhh yeahh and then he fell down hard, right on a pile of horse shit! it was so funny" she started giggling. "I wonder what he's up to now! Havent seen him ever since that argument we had."
"I do still wonder about him sometimes too. I wonder if he managed to find his place in this world. The changing was very hard on him.." he looked a bit serious for a second, forgetting his own plan to lighten up the mood.
"well didn't he modernize his name since then? Maybe hes doing good, adapting slowly" fisa responded unbothered.
"well, he always had a hard time with new stuff, I think jumping, what, like a 1,000 years ahead in time? it might have been too much for him..." as he giggled on the absurdity of his own sentence he had realized the severity of it as well; "hell, it was hard enough for us! I worry, actually."
"hm. Don't worry too much. I think." stopping to ponder on her response for a bit, she got a bright idea. "oh! I know! Lets try to find him! He probably haven't moved or anything, it wasn't that long ago!"
kirho was a bit surprised at that thought, "do u think hes still here in Akigarten?" he asked.
"yeah! Lets try finding him tomorrow or something. Ask around and stuff" she replied smiling, excited.
"hmm you know what? Yeah, sure! I hope we are ready for a reunion" he laughed, feeling a bit nervous.
ultimately, kirho was happy now.
He could spend his days with fisa, which he loved with every fiber of his being.
he also wasn't obliged to fight anymore, he could finally live his life quietly.
the modern world was way less barbaric. It was way more convenient too, using this thing called "technology", to him it seemed like everyone in the world was supposed to be living just like he pictured it, powerful enough to shape their own life. just like those ancient Abals that used to rule the Old World. but something was off, he doesnt know what, but this time period is not as he imagined.
but honestly, he was still trying to figure everything out, even now, as only two years ago it was all so different.
as well as that deep down, in the darkest pit of his memories, its still there. everything he went through.
but, ultimately,
kirho was now happy.