The intercom had come on just moments ago to announce the change in shift. Like little wayward children being escorted from class to class, the patients were rounded up by nurses to be taken for their afternoon meal. The menu had sounded just as appetizing as breakfast. Though still, Kikyo would probably eat only a handful if anything at all. He never ate that much to begin with, and it seemed that in this pampered environment, there was little necessity for decadent sustenance. Perhaps the nighttime haunts were a different story. But he hadn't seen enough of it to prepare for it, and even if he had, it would not have induced much appetite anyways.
"If you please, I'll be taking you to the cafeteria now," a kindly nurse tapped Kikyo on the shoulder and smiled expectantly. Kikyo gave her a pale smile in return and rose to his feet to follow.
This was an odd kind of place. He couldn't remember if there was ever a time when he was in the company of so many people all the time. Yet even within this sea of unfamiliar faces, there was one who stood out, though he had only caught a glimpse of him. They passed on his way in to the sunroom just a little while ago - the young man with crimson locks and a violet gaze that had briefly looked upon him as though they saw nothing.
Blank.
Kikyo couldn't get those eyes out of his mind. Who was this, that he could haunt him in this world beyond death? Resembling someone who had been so dear to him, yet looking so changed. Ran could not change...he wouldn't allow it. He gripped his fingers around his arm to calm himself.
Past the doors and into the cafeteria the nurse led him. She asked him if she could bring him his food, and he politely declined. He told her he would help himself, though had she known he would take so little, she might have insisted on fixing up a tray for him after all.
With a cup of tea in hand, he moved across the room, his feet taking him to a table in the far end of the cafeteria. Perhaps he sought him out deliberately, this face he once knew. The ghost from his past that would look upon with eyes like those. He would hear him speak.
He slid into the seat across the table from him, bringing the teacup to the table with a gentle clink.
"May I join you?" he said, though it wasn't really a question. His countenance was calm and unchanged.
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"If you please, I'll be taking you to the cafeteria now," a kindly nurse tapped Kikyo on the shoulder and smiled expectantly. Kikyo gave her a pale smile in return and rose to his feet to follow.
This was an odd kind of place. He couldn't remember if there was ever a time when he was in the company of so many people all the time. Yet even within this sea of unfamiliar faces, there was one who stood out, though he had only caught a glimpse of him. They passed on his way in to the sunroom just a little while ago - the young man with crimson locks and a violet gaze that had briefly looked upon him as though they saw nothing.
Blank.
Kikyo couldn't get those eyes out of his mind. Who was this, that he could haunt him in this world beyond death? Resembling someone who had been so dear to him, yet looking so changed. Ran could not change...he wouldn't allow it. He gripped his fingers around his arm to calm himself.
Past the doors and into the cafeteria the nurse led him. She asked him if she could bring him his food, and he politely declined. He told her he would help himself, though had she known he would take so little, she might have insisted on fixing up a tray for him after all.
With a cup of tea in hand, he moved across the room, his feet taking him to a table in the far end of the cafeteria. Perhaps he sought him out deliberately, this face he once knew. The ghost from his past that would look upon with eyes like those. He would hear him speak.
He slid into the seat across the table from him, bringing the teacup to the table with a gentle clink.
"May I join you?" he said, though it wasn't really a question. His countenance was calm and unchanged.