Take Care
Akito pat his shoulder, "Take care of her."
His eyes showed nothing but a gentle look, he knows Kaoru full well. He is peculiar but his character had been a caring one. Too caring that he had shadows of the things he couldn't do when in fact it was not his duty to do something about it.
"I-"
"You're married now, be grown up," he didn't left him room for arguments for after saying it, he left him alone once again.
Karou glanced at the little dot in his thumb, it was small enough to produce enough blood for a thumb mark. Then Akito's words kept repeating itself in his mind. After who knows how long his entire face suddenly turned red.
He really never thought of it for the whole day for it was a shock but when everything finally sink in inside him, even he could get flustered by it. Who was Akira? Isn't she that young girl he had been casually holding hands with when they were kids?