The uneasy feeling that Touya had experienced at the beginning of dinner had only intensified as the night grew closer and closer. Remy's sleeping and being unable to talk to anyone to distract him from what was clearly a feeling that was so overwhelming it was bypassing the fact that he didn't have any ability yet had worn on his nerves until they were practically raw. And it hadn't helped that neither of them had responded to his note on the bulletin. That was the papercut that had started his painful process of 'what if's.
He rifled through his drawer while the doctor was talking, not paying very much attention to what he was saying, and found the item: a silver ring with a red stone in it.
The door opened, he closed his fist around the ring, and ran. Ran for Yue. Because if it wasn't him, he'd be able to tell Touya were Sakura was.
Touya stopped in front of the familiar door, looking it up and down, deciding if he should knock or just go in. The two options met in the middle--he pounded on the door, perhaps a little more enthusiastically than he'd intended.
"Yue!"
He paused. Nothing. Not even a sound. What if he was...?
Touya could almost feel his heart seizing as he pushed the door open. Sleeping roommate, two dinner trays... signs that Yue had been there and yet--
He spotted Yue's wing spilling out of the closet, and Touya thought that he would never in his life see something as heart-wrenching and pitiful as that single image. And what was worse: whatever waited for him behind the door wasn't likely to be much kinder to him.
He slowly moved around the closet, half afraid of what he would find. If anything, he knew he would find a Yue that he'd never seen before. A side of the guardian that was scared and vulnerable. Yue had never failed to answer a note, and Touya was sure he wasn't the type to hide in a closet on a regular basis. Something was gravely wrong, and Touya was afraid of what that would mean.
When he got around the door of the closet and pushed it open slightly, he stopped breathing. The wing poking out of the doors had given him some idea of what to expect, but in the end he didn't think anything would have prepared him. The images of Yue tangled among his feathers and Yue flying above Tomoeda knocked against one another, trying to make some sort of picture that made sense. Nothing.
Touya looked away from Yue, to the sleeping man, then back. They needed to be somewhere else. Somewhere that was private. He knelt down, close to Yue's wing.
Re: M11
He rifled through his drawer while the doctor was talking, not paying very much attention to what he was saying, and found the item: a silver ring with a red stone in it.
The door opened, he closed his fist around the ring, and ran. Ran for Yue. Because if it wasn't him, he'd be able to tell Touya were Sakura was.
Touya stopped in front of the familiar door, looking it up and down, deciding if he should knock or just go in. The two options met in the middle--he pounded on the door, perhaps a little more enthusiastically than he'd intended.
"Yue!"
He paused. Nothing. Not even a sound. What if he was...?
Touya could almost feel his heart seizing as he pushed the door open. Sleeping roommate, two dinner trays... signs that Yue had been there and yet--
He spotted Yue's wing spilling out of the closet, and Touya thought that he would never in his life see something as heart-wrenching and pitiful as that single image. And what was worse: whatever waited for him behind the door wasn't likely to be much kinder to him.
He slowly moved around the closet, half afraid of what he would find. If anything, he knew he would find a Yue that he'd never seen before. A side of the guardian that was scared and vulnerable. Yue had never failed to answer a note, and Touya was sure he wasn't the type to hide in a closet on a regular basis. Something was gravely wrong, and Touya was afraid of what that would mean.
When he got around the door of the closet and pushed it open slightly, he stopped breathing. The wing poking out of the doors had given him some idea of what to expect, but in the end he didn't think anything would have prepared him. The images of Yue tangled among his feathers and Yue flying above Tomoeda knocked against one another, trying to make some sort of picture that made sense. Nothing.
Touya looked away from Yue, to the sleeping man, then back. They needed to be somewhere else. Somewhere that was private. He knelt down, close to Yue's wing.
"Yue...?" he said softly. "Can you stand?"