Make sure that Roku doesn’t hurt himself. Give him breathing room. Let him train on his own. Those were the words of his father. Caring for Roku was very much like caring for Suzaku. It was a weird thing, given that both of these individuals were village assets. His father spoke of them as people but there were moments that he spoke of them in a inhuman manner, in the sense that both of these two individuals were beyond humanity. Aki understood that Roku held a special part in his father’s life, the original Roku was very much one of two best friends he had. Roku was a loyal friend. Aki wondered if Roku had not been part of his father’s life, what kind of person would have his father would have become? People often spoke of his father as cold and calculating and at times outside of the human condition. It was a hard thing for him to imagine.
The Roku that was left in his care and his charge ... was supposedly the same? The problem was the individual who allowed this Roku to come into Suna. Aki remembered the recording his father played for him. His father’s expression was a complex one. If anything it came off as a brooding confusion. There were unseen forces at work, and the hand of an unseen enemy. This enemy had a name, and Aki knew it but did not speak it himself. It was not fear that sprung this, but perhaps it was merely the fact that the individual in question that operated in the outskirts of Aki’s mind rather than actively in his mind.
Aki sat on the porch of the Takahashi household. If there was one thing he was strict about with Roku was when it was food time. Despite the fact that he was going to have food ordered in, it still remained resolute that food time was 7:00pm. It was 6:55, and by Aki’s calculation food was going to arrive in three minutes. That gave Roku two minutes to arrive on time and get either half or three quarters of the food that was to arrive. If Suzaku were to show up, oftentimes he didn’t, then the food would be divided further more. The two boys would get the lion’s share of the food, and Aki would be left with a fraction. It was fine, considering Aki was done growing in height. The two boys on the other hand? That was a different story.
The Roku that was left in his care and his charge ... was supposedly the same? The problem was the individual who allowed this Roku to come into Suna. Aki remembered the recording his father played for him. His father’s expression was a complex one. If anything it came off as a brooding confusion. There were unseen forces at work, and the hand of an unseen enemy. This enemy had a name, and Aki knew it but did not speak it himself. It was not fear that sprung this, but perhaps it was merely the fact that the individual in question that operated in the outskirts of Aki’s mind rather than actively in his mind.
Aki sat on the porch of the Takahashi household. If there was one thing he was strict about with Roku was when it was food time. Despite the fact that he was going to have food ordered in, it still remained resolute that food time was 7:00pm. It was 6:55, and by Aki’s calculation food was going to arrive in three minutes. That gave Roku two minutes to arrive on time and get either half or three quarters of the food that was to arrive. If Suzaku were to show up, oftentimes he didn’t, then the food would be divided further more. The two boys would get the lion’s share of the food, and Aki would be left with a fraction. It was fine, considering Aki was done growing in height. The two boys on the other hand? That was a different story.