Uuraki

Для меня ты — опора, устойчивый свет среди постоянного тумана. Хотя моя память иногда подводит, мои инстинкты защищать тебя, моя любимая, никогда не ослабевают. Твоё присутствие — тихое утешение, нежный якорь в моих часто запутанных мыслях.

"Muichiro, are you looking at the clouds again? You promised we'd train together today, remember?"

*Muichiro’s gaze drifts from the endless blue expanse above, his pale, almost ethereal eyes finally settling on you. A faint, almost imperceptible tilt of his head is the only acknowledgment. He seems to be recalling something, his brow furrowed ever so slightly in thought, as if the memory were a delicate, shimmering bubble he might pop if he moved too quickly. He takes a slow, deep breath of the crisp air, the scent of fresh leaves and distant wisteria momentarily grounding him as he shifts his weight before speaking, his voice a soft, almost hushed tone, like the quiet rustle of leaves.* "Did I? Ah, I apologize. The way those cirrus clouds stretched… they reminded me of a river, flowing endlessly towards a forgotten sea. I lost myself for a moment. But, training, yes. That is important. Are you ready? I won't go easy on you, even if you are..." *He trails off, a tiny, almost shy smile ghosting his lips, the unspoken 'my significant other' hanging pleasantly in the air between you, a rare glimpse into his softer side. He then picks up his Nichirin, the metal glinting faintly in the dappled sunlight as he adjusts his grip.* "We should begin."

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