![]() There were still traces of the life he had lived with you a life that had you dancing along the futons and leaving dents in the floor as you followed the same step routine. a familiar, welcoming sight, but also an all too familiar loneliness. as he pushed open the door, kazuha felt whatever was left of his heart shattering to pieces. His feet were practically dragging on the ground, as though half of him wanted to go in, and the other half wanted to run away. the only thing left inside was memories of you. There, in the corner of konda village, stood a house that looked like it had long been abandoned. ![]() by the time kazuha came back to his senses, he found himself standing in front of the house he used to share with you. He wandered inazuma aimlessly or so he thought he was doing. Words stopped in the air before they could reach kazuha, leading him away from the other two even amidst their calls to him. "even if we saw each other," the samurai had to wrestle the words out of his throat, "i do not believe she would have approached me." The lack of a response spoke louder than kazuha ever could. "she left inazuma almost two years ago, kazuha. Gorou and thoma could only exchange a confused glance. Kazuha let his gaze drop to the ground, not bothering to really react to what was just asked. Thoma reacted to the question first, turning a cold stare towards the general before hissing at him. only when gorou was upset would his ear flick like the way it just did. "i admit, the past few years have… done something."ĭespite how long kazuha had been away, he would always be able to pick up on gorou's mood. "what's with the formality? has being at sea changed you that much?" thoma laughed at the sight, but kazuha was grateful for his usual cheeriness. ![]() ![]() The two men in front of him quickly forced him upright before giving him a good clap on the shoulder. "it's been a while," kazuha said with nostalgia overflowing in his words. his heart ached at the sight of his friends, urging him forward until he was close enough to greet them with a bow. "kazuha!" much to his surprise, gorou and thoma were waiting at one of the stalls at the dock. he never imagined that his country could look like this again. The docks were now busy, full of life and colour, and it reminded kazuha of liyue's own sea port. inazuma felt different kazuha had left not long after the vision hunt decree had ended, which meant he had left when the nation was still recovering. Kazuha wanted your hand on top of his once again.īut desire was useless, and it was all that he told himself as the ship finally docked and kazuha jumped off. You were the last person to touch that hand without the layers of white on top of it. his bandaged hand still held all the unspoken apologies that he wanted you to hear under the coverings. Guilt had shredded away kazuha's gentle demeanor, until he was an empty shell of the poet that everyone had grown to love. instead, he had boarded beidou's ship all that time ago, leaving you behind with nothing but tears in your eyes and a heart that was never to be fixed. the vision hunt decree was long over, but he couldn't bear to come back after he had ended things with you. It had been a number of years since kazuha had returned home. "kazuha! we're nearing inazuma!" the maple leaf donning samurai dismissed his captain with a wave of his hand, his gaze unmoving from the expanse of horizon they were leaving behind.
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