If anyone has any questions as to why I make certain creative decisions, why I'm writing this, who the heck I am, etc, feel free to ask here and I will answer Now I present to you my storycenturion911 wrote:I have made a couple of decisions regarding this.
1. Writing in the story dialogue is cumbersome and affecting my ability as a writer (it's fatiguing so my work depreciates). So I will only write the scene from when Lilly leaves via car up to the Hospital scene.
2. I will focus on writing epilogues for her and Hisao once I am done. Creating my own content is both more enjoyable and much easier (I can do it at work without having the game open). I'm gonna end up writing some 1-shots/scenes/possibly routes of Hisao and other characters (Misha, Hanako, Suzu, Saki, or Miki are ones that interest me) once I am done with this as well. With luck, part one of the final scene will be up within the next 3 days.
Part 1 (See below)
Part 2 Here
Part 3 Here
Saying Goodbye (Finale)
Part 1 Here
Part 2 Here
No one talks as we walk up to the Satou summerhouse.
Hanako and Hisao appear to be taking in the surroundings while I have come to a silent decision.
I have to tell her.
It's unfair to Hisao and it's unfair to Hanako if I don't say something. I couldn't lead them on, no one deserves that, especially not my friends.
Hisao's voice breaks my train of thought
"Wow, it's amazing out here..."
"Mm, it's wonderful," Hanako agrees.
I feel a slight smile form on my lips, "That's nice to hear. While Akira may have said that she's kept the house in reasonable condition, I was worried we had different standards of 'reasonable'."
Oh Akira. She had suggested I take these two out here to break the news of my parent's summons. Though I readily accepted the offer, I have no intentions of telling them anything now. To ruin a perfectly fine weekend vacation would be nonsensical.
"It looks like there isn't another soul for miles. I thought Akira would be the type to keep to the city."
I furrow my brow at him. There's another reason Akira would want to be alone out here with her boyfriend, Hisao.
Covering for my facial expression, I answer "Hmm, from memory there's a town not too far ahead. Other than that though, this is largely just old farmland"
Taking his silence as acceptance, I continue "Akira and I stayed in our parents' house which was near the city for a while, but after they left we decided to move to a smaller, more easily maintainable house."
"To find a place like this in Japan nowadays...It's kinda anachrostic".
"Well, this town does have quite a bit of history." I smile to punctuate the end of my sentence. It never hurts to leave a little ambiguity.
I hear Hisao's feet shuffle as he says his next sentence. "Shall we go in, then? I'm parched"
"It was a long walk to get here" Hanako agrees. I can hear her hair swish as she nods her head vigorously.
I nod as we enter the house. As Hanako and Hisao explore, I take some time to reacquaint myself with its layout. Taking three steps to the right, I place my hand out and gently touch the wall.
Right where I remember it.
Memories flood in as I recall where everything is. Walking slowly down the hall, I can remember dancing with Akira in this very room. She had taught me how to dance at a young age. She said that when I began attending co-ed schools I would have to beat the suitors off with a stick.
Inwardly I laugh. I was beating off suitors far before that. Lost in my past, I hear Hisao's voice right behind me
"Where should we put our bags?"
"I'll show Hanako our bedroom. You can put yours here, if you like"
"You mean I don't have the same bedroom as you two?" I detect a hint of cheekiness as he speaks.
I place my head in my hand. How I would love that, but it would be very improper, especially with both Hanako and I being in the same room.
"Oh my, how bold" I reply with a distinct smile.
"Hold on, if I'm to leave my bags here, where will I be sleeping?"
"Well, seeing as we lack a guest bedroom..."
I can hear his shoulders drop "The comfortable futon, huh?"
I put on my best apology face "Sorry Hisao".
"I guess there's no other choice" he sighs.
Hisao leaves, presumably to explore the house a bit more. As I begin to take Hanako up the stairs I hear the television flicker on. Listening closer, I hear Hisao's breathing become slower and slower until it's a rhythmic in-out.
Perfect, he's asleep. Now to address my main concern.
As Hanako enters the bedroom I hear her suitcase unzip as she sits on the bed. I hold up my hand to signal that I want to talk.
"Hanako..." How can I put this? "I know that you like Hisao."
I hear her drop something. "I-I-I k-know you l-l-like him too. B-but..."
I hold up my hand again and continue, "You've been holding back around him, allowing me to take the lead."
I sit on the bed and sigh, "I just wanted you to know that you can stop holding back. I've decided to back off of Hisao."
I can hear her doing something , but I'm not completely sure what.
"I know you like him and I don't want to stand in between you two, he'd be happy with you. I know he likes you"
I can hear the sound much clearer now. She's shaking her head.
My voice wavers, "I just want you two to be happy, and he couldn't be happy with me."
"N-N-NO!!" I jump as Hanako almost shouts.
"Y-you d-don't see h-how he l-looks at you. T-the way he h-hangs on y-your every word."
I hear her rise "I d-do like him, b-but I KNOW he wants you, and y-you want him."
I sigh again and stare at the floor, "Hanako, this is how it has to be. I promise you, he'll be happier with you."
I hear her walk to the window "L-Lilly...Y-you don't understand. Y-you two were m-made for each other. I-I...I don't want to talk about this".
I feel miserable as we unpack our bags in silence. The tension in the air is incredibly thick, I feel like I'm suffocating.
Finally, I whisper, "Let's talk more after this trip. For now, just forget I said anything."
Hanako and I decide to feign ignorance of our conversation. If we're going to be alone together for 3 days, I'd rather have the stay be pleasurable
As we come down the stairs, we find that Hisao is still passed out on the couch.
Walking into the living room, I hear him mumble "No, I want the fruit salad Kenji". 'What a silly man' I think as I smile warmly
I busy myself with making dinner while Hanako finishes looking through the house.
After eating, Hisao still isn't up. I hear him say "No, no. Not the feminist guerilla squad."
With Hanako and I failing to stifle the giggles, we decide to wake him up.
"Hisao" Hanako says
I hear Hisao stirring as he sits up.
"You found the television, then"
"Yeah, it really does feel nice and homey here." He sounds halfway between sleepy and content
His compliment makes me smile "I'm glad you like it." I giggle slightly, remember his sleep talking "You were already out like a light when we came back from unpacking our things, so we didn't have the heart to wake you sooner.
"There's some dinner waiting for you in the kitchen," Hanako says as she yawns a deep yawn.
"My my, are you tired?".
"Ah, mm. I didn't get much sleep last night".
"I'm pretty tired too. It was a long walk up here, and it's getting late." Hisao agrees.
I can hear her pivoting to face him as he talks. She's really right for him, they deserve each other. They'd be happy together. He could never be with me, someone who could decide to walk out of his life at the drop of a hat, answering the call of a past life.
Oh, they're expecting an answer. "If that's the case, I suppose we should retire for the night. Good night, Hisao." I smile and bow to him.
Next morning I wake up a little late. Groaning, I stretch and lift myself from the bed. Sleepily I reorient myself.
I'm at Hokkaido with my best friend and the man I'm hopelessly in love with.
The man I can never be with.
With that information unhappily clunking around in my head, I swing out of bed and proceed to get dressed. The lack of breathing in the room informs me that Hanako is already out of bed.
I finish dressing and walk down the stairs. The light footsteps to my right tell me that Hanako is walking around the house, and the heavy breathing to my left informs me that Hisao is still asleep.
Hanako hears me coming down and walks over to me.
"Is he still sleeping?" she asks
"I think so."
At that last sentence I hear Hisao's breath hitch and then continue. He's definitely awake now, but he's not getting up.
"It's getting late in the morning" Hanako sighs. If Hanako doesn't know he's awake then Hisao hasn't opened his eyes. Crafty
"He likely stayed up to watch television. I could hear it from our bedroom."
"Should we wake him?"
I think I know what I need to do. I want to be close to him, if only this once. " No, we should leave him. I doubt he'd want to be woken early if he didn't get much sleep during the night." I hear Hisao let out a slightly deeper breath, almost gratuitously, "Besides, he sounds so peaceful. It would be a shame to wake him when he's like this."
"Um..." Hanako appears to disagree.
"Hanako" I say quickly "could you go to the fridge and fish out what's needed to make lunch?"
"All right" she perks up at the mention of cooking "just the vegetables and the rice?"
"Mm, that should be enough. We only need something simple, as we can eat in town later."
As Hanako leaves the room, I sit down near Hisao. With my hand trembling, I slowly place it on his heart./
It's nice to feel his heart, as odd a beat as it is, and it's nice to feel him. We stay like this for what could be hours, what could be seconds. I want to be near him. I want to wake him up every day. I want to rely on him the same way he relies on me. I want this moment to continue on forever.
I withdraw my hand.
The more I think like this, the harder pushing him away will be. "Good morning Hisao" I say cheerily, plastering on my distinct smile.
"How'd you know?" he replies groggily. I feel the couch shift as he sits up.
"Your breathing was off" I reply smugly.
Dropping my smile and transitioning into lecture more, I say "If you want to sleep more, you should really get to sleep earlier. I heard the television going long into the night".
"Sorry about that. My medications have been interfering with my sleep for a while now. Even if I'm tired I have trouble sleeping."
Oh no. How could I have been so stupid. Why would I assume that he just stayed up for the hell of it? I know he hates talking about his condition. Sometimes I forget that he's at Yamaku for a reason. Stupid stupid.
I drop my gaze "I'm...sorry for bringing it up Hisao."
He contemplates for a second before saying "Come on, you worry about me more than I do sometimes. It just means I have to sleep a bit longer, that's all".
"I'd say I look absolutely fine, but I guess that wouldn't have a lot of meaning for you," He lets out a nervous chuckle.
I sigh in exasperation, giving way to a chuckle after. If he's able to be lighthearted about my blindness, I suppose I could leave some of the worrying up to him. Not all of it, just some.
I smile genuinely at him, "If you say so, please do take care of yourself Hisao." I whisper, the last bit more of a request than a reprimand.
"Go on," I hear his hand shooing me "Hanako could use some help."
I want to make a remark about putting women in the kitchen, but decide that he didn't mean it like that. I place my hand on the hallway wall and slowly walk into the kitchen.
As I walk into the kitchen, Hanako walks over to me and hands me a cabbage. "C-could you help me cut this?"
I nod and smile, pulling out a knife from the drawer and slowly begin chopping up the lettuce.
As I cut I begin thinking about Hisao.
I really did like listening to his heartbeat. Maybe I could find an excuse to do that more often. To be that close to him, it's exactly what I want.
But I can't do that. If I'm backing off Hisao and, no matter what he or I want, I can't pursue intimate moments with him. The thought of not being close to him again brings frown to my face
I'm so lost in thought that I jump when a familiar voice greets me.
"Is that Hisa-ahh!"
Pain shoots into my finger from where I sliced it. Damn it, I should have known he was going to follow us in.
He hurries over to me, "What's...ah." He sees the blood then.
"Lilly!" Hanako's worried tone upsets me.
"Don't worry Hanako," I reply hiding my pain, "It's just a small wound."
"You should still get a band-aid on it, at least until it stops bleeding. First aid stuff would be in the bathroom right?"
"I think so" Does he want to treat my wound? Well, how can I say no?, "will you be ok here Hanako?"
Hisao gingerly takes my hand and leads me to the bathroom.
Is this leading him on? I said I was going to stop this. I even told Hanako that she could make a move on him and yet here I am, happily accepting his offer to pamper me when I could have easily done this myself.
I hear the rustling of items. After some time I hear him walk over to me.
"Okay, hold still. This will probably hurt a bit"
I keep my hand held out as he dabs it.
"Ah!" That stuff BURNS!
"What? I've barely touched it." With him and I spending so much time together, even like this, my nerves are just on edge.
He sighs. You don't know what I'm really sorry for though. I'm sorry for leading you on like this, I just wish everything was different.
"I would tell you to man up, but I really can't do that."
I can't help but giggle at his odd sense of humor. He really knows how to bring a girl's mood up.
He takes the cotton pad away from my hand. Smooth Hisao, do it while I was distracted.
"There, finished. You can move now."
Smiling warmly, I reply "Thank you". Thanks for the help, thanks for making me laugh, thanks for just being there.
"It's no problem. It's the least I can do after causing you to hurt yourself after all."
Embarassed I look down. He didn't really make me hurt myself. He surprised me when I was deep in thought. Though I was thinking about him. Does that mean it was his fault after all?
"I really don't mind." I hear myself say.
The truth is that I truly don't mind. I would slice my fingers all day if it meant I was able to spend more time with him.
I have got to stop thinking like this