Missing you
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It was easy for anyone who knew Matthew to see that the young man was feeling... off. He wasn't social by any mean, but he was doing out of his way to stay out of sight now, and when he was actually seen, he wore either a frown or a deeply pensive look, like something was bothering him.
Even when asked, he never said why. Not even to Sebastian, who knew pretty much everything that was up in his life. Beside the whole fact that he had a double-life, of course. This was part of the problem, of course.
The rift had been a slap in the face right back to reality, of course, and he was working as hard as he could, while aware that it was possible that his hardest might not be enough. Not for his... special case. That was why he had taken to the roofs as Alunite, roaming around the bar areas and watching carefully for senshi and knight auras. He had no want for any of these tonight, just the most efficient energy-gathering possible.
But something was missing beside him. And it wasn't his sister, his teammate, and his superior all at once – no, it wasn't Fluorite's presence that he was missing. It was another presence, a specific smile, another kind of laugh, another soft voice. Sea green eyes looking just slightly up at him.
Painite, Gently, was at camp, of course, but it felt like she might as well be at the other side of the planet at the moment. It was odd to be missing her so much, but... he was. Which made him stop to think, perched on top of a 10 stories high skyscapper and looking down at the blur of lights below. Cars, people going around to their daily lives, unaware of the threat that was right over their heads like Damocles' sword.
What did he feel for her, actually ? Friendship, or something else ? Something more ? Did it even matter ? She deserved better than him. More than him. Someone that probably wasn't even meant to be on Earth to begin with. Right ?
But still he would fight. He had to. He had been given a chance that not many would get. Most senshi would be killed outright, after all. Tanzanite could have crushed his starseed the very moment she had taken hold of it. And yet she hadn't. That meant something, right ?
Why was everything so damn complicated ? He sighed, tearing his gaze from the street below. Well... The worse he could get was get laughed straight off, wasn't it ? If this was indeed love. Love had always confused him, and no one had ever clung to him more than a few months – once they figured he hadn't much going for him, girls dropped him right off.
But Gently was different. She was older, right ? And she certainly had more than enough reasons to have dropped him by now, and she hadn't. Still... about a week before she came back from camp.
He sighed. He could only hope the whole endeavour had been successful on her end. He knew what Camp Larkspur was truly meant to be, what had going on under the scenes, but he hadn't went. A corrupted senshi was just too risky.
Odd that he was loathe to think himself as a corrupted senshi before, but now that he knew the story of the word... He found himself wearing it like a badge of honor, with pride.
Still... one more week. He had one more week to try to figure all of this out. It seemed daunting, to say the least.
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