Ryo has finished painting a dragon, finally. After it dries, he decides to take a chance on Al being out and about rather than being in the other world. He carries it carefully, and peeks into rooms.
Al still can't find his name, but his heart sinks. He catches the look in his eyes, because he knows him. Knows all his little tells and quirks and every nervous habit without having to think.
He falters, giving a half second of thought to whether it would be appropriate to hug him, but then throws all caution to the wind, reaching for him.
"... Ryo," he finally whispers. "It's not, I've been- been home. For three years. ... I haven't been able to find our room."
"Three years?" Ryo has spent months at home, but time has passed more or less the same for him. No wonder Al is so confused.
He buries his face against Al's shoulder, and laughs once, shortly. Then he's crying, but silently, the way he's conditioned himself to do. He still has room for a watery, giggly, "You're short now!"
He hugs him tightly, fingers in his hair, utterly unchanged. Some things will always endure. "This whole thing is a mess. I'm so sorry to worry you this way, put you through this."
"Oh, no no, I didn't mean that. We all get used to people being gone for a few weeks. You haven't been gone from here for years. Please don't feel bad."
Just holding Ryo is enough to bring it all back, just being in their kitchen like this.
"It's strange, it's like this... deep ache. Like when you can't sleep but you keep having nightmares of it already being morning and everything going wrong -- but they're things that have already happened."
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Date: 2012-07-26 07:02 am (UTC)He falters, giving a half second of thought to whether it would be appropriate to hug him, but then throws all caution to the wind, reaching for him.
"... Ryo," he finally whispers. "It's not, I've been- been home. For three years. ... I haven't been able to find our room."
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Date: 2012-07-26 07:06 am (UTC)He buries his face against Al's shoulder, and laughs once, shortly. Then he's crying, but silently, the way he's conditioned himself to do. He still has room for a watery, giggly, "You're short now!"
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Date: 2012-07-26 07:08 am (UTC)He hugs him tightly, fingers in his hair, utterly unchanged. Some things will always endure. "This whole thing is a mess. I'm so sorry to worry you this way, put you through this."
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Date: 2012-07-26 07:09 am (UTC)"Mr. Barma must have stressed himself grey-haired by now, though. Do you know who he is?"
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Date: 2012-07-26 07:12 am (UTC)The name he's been aching to remember for weeks. Red hair, long, books and tea and warm arms and-
"... I haven't. He must be..."
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Date: 2012-07-26 07:14 am (UTC)He gathers himself up, rubbing Ryo's back, touching his hair. "I missed you and I can't even remember."
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Date: 2012-07-26 07:17 am (UTC)But Al is back, and he clings to him.
"Do you remember anything about this place? Does it help to see familiar things?"
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Date: 2012-07-26 07:20 am (UTC)Just holding Ryo is enough to bring it all back, just being in their kitchen like this.
"It's strange, it's like this... deep ache. Like when you can't sleep but you keep having nightmares of it already being morning and everything going wrong -- but they're things that have already happened."
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Date: 2012-07-26 07:24 am (UTC)"It's all right now. Come back to our room; I'll make you some hot chocolate. Maybe it'll help."
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Date: 2012-07-26 07:26 am (UTC)"... thank you." His voice is small; he hasn't been able to express just how much he needed someone to get it.
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Date: 2012-07-26 07:28 am (UTC)"I'll love you even without your memories, amnesia-Al."
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Date: 2012-07-26 07:30 am (UTC)"They'll come back, I think. With time."