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Memories revisted
By Enma... it was wonderful.... *_* Hijiri and I made love for the first time that last night in Osaka... and... well it was so dream-like and unreal, but absolutely beautiful. *little hearts everywhere* I'm pretty sure that everyone in the office knows now though. I just couldn't stop thinking about it. Tsuzuki mentioned something about sparkles everywhere around me. I wouldn't be surprised ^_^. I'm happy that I finally got to be with Hijiri. I had dreamed about it for so long and I was finally ready.
Concerning our other undertakings in Osaka on the second day, we went and got some lilies for my mother, and went to the cemetary. We passed the apartment building where my mother and I used to live before... I had to move back to Kyoto. I grew up in Osaka. It was my home... even though Kyoto is my home too. I don't want to think too much about Kyoto though. I seem really happy everytime I go there... but there are some things there that I'd rather not remember. But on to other things. We went to the cemetary. Mother was buried in the very back beneath a cherry tree that hangs over the stone wall. I'm back there too... but I prefer not to look at my grave. Hell, I'm not even sure how I died. I don't know if anybody knows. I think that maybe I'm better off not knowing. But Hijiri and I knelt, and I arranged the lilies on Mother's grave, and we talked to her a bit. I introduced Hijiri to her and told her that I loved him and how very special he was to me. I hope she likes him. I know... I talk about Mother as if she's still alive. But, I know she's not. She passed away some 56 years ago. She was the most wonderful mother that someone could ever have, and her love was unconditional... even though... there were certain things about me... and my existance, that were painful for her, I'm sure, but she loved me anyway. I miss her very much. I don't talk about her often, but I think about her a lot, and I carry a picture of her in my pocket. It's a very old and worn photo by now. It was taken almost 60 years ago. But... moving on, Hijiri went over to my grave, the rather neglected thing it was, and put some sunflowers there... they're my favorite flower, because they mean happiness. After we left the cemetary, we went to dinner, and then back to the hotel and into the hotsprings... where... I decided that I was ready to be with Hijiri, and we went up to the room and... well you know the rest of the story ^_^.
Oh! Hijiri's talking in his sleep. @@ shit, it's 2:13 in the morning, and I have to be to work at 8 am. Tatsumi mentioned something about a new mission to me, so I'll probably be staying late to research. I hope it's nothing too big ;_;
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