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Duzzie

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Sometimes he reminds her of the small bits of happiness she had had as a child; those brilliant gold pieces of sunshine and the boy who could fly. Sometimes he makes her nervous. Sometimes he makes her laugh. Sometimes he scares her.

"…I was scared….When those sirens went off, I was scared of you. You, who so easily blew away the locks on that part of me I never wanted to be again."

And sometimes she just wants to reach out to him, not because he reminds her of the past or because she's afraid, but because he's beside her. Because when she falls, he helps her up and when she doesn't deserve it he comforts her. His existence comforts her and it makes her want….

Something. Something she doesn't even fully understand. She just knows with the certainty of a child and the determination of an adult that she wants something from him. That she wants to stay by his side, that she wants to know every side of him there is to know, that she wants…that she…

They're dangerous words to even think, let alone say aloud.

But still she stands before him, nervous and frustrated. He's looking at her with concern-filled eyes in that patient, comforting way that he does. And she wants…..

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"Tsuruga-san, to me, you are…."

the most precious existence in my heart.