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Posted: Wed Jul 25, 2012 6:14 pm
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Nathan listened to him, but he didn't flinch or move away. "First of all, no-one is worthless and I'll never believe that. Second, you three need to stop giving me so many compliments or I'll start going to Kio so he can deflate my head for me." He smiled gently. "None of you know yet just how broken I am. But we'll find that out later when I try to sleep."
He gently touched some of the wounds, tears forming. "Tatsuhiro, you're not a monster. Monsters can't get hurt because they don't care. You are not a monster. As for being a walking corpse... I spent seven years acting like a zombie. Not the cannibalism, but being a little insane whenever I thought I saw Mao. When I first saw Yoru, I stalked him. Just when Yoru turned up, an Angel higher up than me said I had a choice to become a fighter because I'd never be whole - never be like I had been before Mao's death - again. I accepted that, but then you three came into my life. I'm not sure that that Angel was wrong yet, but the fact that I doubt it now... you can change, Tatsuhiro, and why should you have to be alone whilst you're alive?"
He sighed. "You need people. You need people that care around you, because without them you won't change for the better. Without them you might not even try, because there's no need if there's no-one you care for. Maybe I can't stop you if the bloodlust comes again. But remember two very important things: one, I'm not leaving and two I'd make everyone leave us alone if it did come over you again. So there're only two people you'd hurt. You and me."
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 7:05 pm
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"Tatsuhiro, I'm stubborn. If I left - which I won't - I'd spend a lot of time coming here to check on you. I'd be worried all the time. And don't tell me you'd move so I couldn't find you, because then I'd just spend all my time searching for you, driving my Demons, my brother and the Genie insane with it. You are a person. You can be fixed, but only if you'll let people in to help you. Only if you'll live with us and make those cakes you're so good at. Cooking could help, but being around us - our laughter infecting you, the stupid and serious arguments... you can be fixed."
Nathan smiled at him, clearly stubborn. "And I am not leaving you until we have tried." he murmured, watching Tatsuhiro's eyes and wincing as the headache wanted to build again. "Look. I'll make you a deal, because it's the only way you'll ever get rid of me. You live with us in that house for six months. Half a year. If you don't feel better by then, then we'll move out and I'll still check on you. But no matter what, I will be checking on you. Ok?"
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