[ he definitely didn't intend on saying sorry. he respects ami more than that to apologise a second time. it would hurt her pride even more. so he says nothing as he watches ami walk away and head back into her apartment complex.
right.
this was it.
and it was nice while it lasted.
he could only hope the best for her and for the senshi, because as far as he was concerned, their friendship was over. who would want to be friends with somebody like him, anyway? he's a man with no future. there's no point waiting time with somebody like him. and if she was going to send the senshi his way again, then that's fine. he's prepared for what's to come.
he deserves what's to come.
violence, death, and whatever else. they're more powerful than he is, and while they might save the human race from aliens or whatever evil, he still believed they were human inside. and as much as he respected them, he just can't get rid of the feeling that rei and minako are going to talk to him. again.
whatever...
and so, he walks further and further away from the apartment complex which he hopes to never pass by again. he likes ami... he cares about her a lot, but he cares more about his own brother's happiness than hers.
he's sorry. but he can't say it.
so much for living in the moment. so much for finding a new life. so much for being happy. he'll just go back to his old ways now. that was much better, anyway. and he can't even hate his brother for all of this. instead, he'll just hate himself for letting himself get played by his own whims—his own emotions.
he tucks his hands in his jacket's pockets as he glances back at the apartment. ]
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right.
this was it.
and it was nice while it lasted.
he could only hope the best for her and for the senshi, because as far as he was concerned, their friendship was over. who would want to be friends with somebody like him, anyway? he's a man with no future. there's no point waiting time with somebody like him. and if she was going to send the senshi his way again, then that's fine. he's prepared for what's to come.
he deserves what's to come.
violence, death, and whatever else. they're more powerful than he is, and while they might save the human race from aliens or whatever evil, he still believed they were human inside. and as much as he respected them, he just can't get rid of the feeling that rei and minako are going to talk to him. again.
whatever...
and so, he walks further and further away from the apartment complex which he hopes to never pass by again. he likes ami... he cares about her a lot, but he cares more about his own brother's happiness than hers.
he's sorry. but he can't say it.
so much for living in the moment. so much for finding a new life. so much for being happy. he'll just go back to his old ways now. that was much better, anyway. and he can't even hate his brother for all of this. instead, he'll just hate himself for letting himself get played by his own whims—his own emotions.
he tucks his hands in his jacket's pockets as he glances back at the apartment. ]
I'm sorry.
[ but she'll never know he is, now. ]