[That's what Yukio tells himself as he stares out the window and knows exactly who he sees. He knows that face, those gestures, that bright smile. Knows them better than his own features. He knows exactly what Rin's laugh would sound like as he teases the girl he's with.
Yukio can't breathe, the wind knocked out of him by the impossibility of what he's seeing.
Rin looks exactly like Yukio remembers him, and Rin looks so young, and Yukio hadn't realized that four years would make such a difference. But he's older than his big brother now, older than Rin would ever have been, Yukio is twenty and in medical school (because you're so smart, you're going to be a great doctor) and Rin is right there locked at just-turned-sixteen as if he's been pulled straight out of the past. Straight out of a snowy day and the gun in Yukio's hands and the shock on Rin's face and the smell of gunpowder and blood and--]
-mura! Hey, four eyes! [He's away from the window now, with Caster's hands on his shoulders as she shakes him to get his attention. He wishes it worked.]
What the hell just happened?
[He pulls loose, doesn't answer her because what could he possibly say? Nothing, nothing that makes any sense. Except...]
We need to talk to them. [He says, leaving the room and walking straight for the street and the ice cream parlor and a decision that has no thought behind it, just confusion.
Caster is left dumbfounded in the room for a moment, before rushing out after him.]
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[That's what Yukio tells himself as he stares out the window and knows exactly who he sees. He knows that face, those gestures, that bright smile. Knows them better than his own features. He knows exactly what Rin's laugh would sound like as he teases the girl he's with.
Yukio can't breathe, the wind knocked out of him by the impossibility of what he's seeing.
Rin looks exactly like Yukio remembers him, and Rin looks so young, and Yukio hadn't realized that four years would make such a difference. But he's older than his big brother now, older than Rin would ever have been, Yukio is twenty and in medical school (because you're so smart, you're going to be a great doctor) and Rin is right there locked at just-turned-sixteen as if he's been pulled straight out of the past. Straight out of a snowy day and the gun in Yukio's hands and the shock on Rin's face and the smell of gunpowder and blood and--]
-mura! Hey, four eyes! [He's away from the window now, with Caster's hands on his shoulders as she shakes him to get his attention. He wishes it worked.]
What the hell just happened?
[He pulls loose, doesn't answer her because what could he possibly say? Nothing, nothing that makes any sense. Except...]
We need to talk to them. [He says, leaving the room and walking straight for the street and the ice cream parlor and a decision that has no thought behind it, just confusion.
Caster is left dumbfounded in the room for a moment, before rushing out after him.]