GRAVEYARD

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[On the instant of your death, you're suddenly outside of your body - probably staring down at the remains it's become.

Yet, you're not alone. For all of you (except Szayel), a young man appears from behind you, his face set into a firm, yet sad, scowl. His shaggy strawberry blonde hair is pretty eye-catching, along with the black and white Shihakusho he wears and the large sword on his back, even as he gently tries to lead you back into the lobby and away from what was once your body. You can still clearly hear and see the living, if you want to try - but they can't see or hear you.

'Welcome to the world of the dead in this Resort,' he says, quietly. 'Looks like you're stuck here with the rest of us.'

He hands you a tablet, just like the one you had before. "You'll need this if you want to keep talking to them,' he explains, looking sad.

It looks like you've passed on, and yet...You still feel like you have a role to play in all of this.]

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[messianic]

You can count on me.

[Firmly, solemnly, as he reaches out to cup the back of Akira's neck and tug him in gently, until their foreheads are touching.]

I'm with you to the end. [No matter what end that might be.]

Let's get everyone out of here.

[purrtagonist]

I know I can.

[lets out a shuddering breath when their foreheads touch, eyes slipping shut]

Thanks. . . for believing in me. For trusting me.

[messianic]

Always. Always, always.

[That's something he never wants Akira to doubt.]

And you've never let me down.

[purrtagonist]

Not even now?

[not even though he broke his promise and came to this side?]

[messianic]

Akira...

[Minato leans in, pressing their lips together slowly and gently.]

You walked in here with fire and fierceness and rebellion on your face... I think by now, I should be able to tell when you've got a plan.

So... yes. Even now... I trust you. I never wanted you to be here...but even so, I trust you.

[purrtagonist]

[. . . and Akira's eyes flutter shut as Minato kisses him, hand coming up to thread into the tufts of hair at the back of his neck]

And I trust you.

. . . always have.

[a sneaky little reference to the things they remember]

[messianic]

[And that...gets a small chuckle out of Minato, a smile curving his lips when he pulls away.]

...Yeah. Me too.

It's nice to finally remember all of that, isn't it?

[purrtagonist]

Yeah.

[it's nice, and not even a little bit surreal like he thought it would be. it's just. . . all of the pieces slotting into place. the path that they traversed to get here being laid out behind him, clear for them both to see]

. . . I guess I really did fall for you a long time ago.

[messianic]

[The feeling is much the same for Minato; like things fell into place the way they should, and now... he's a bit more whole than he was before.]

Yeah? It's definitely not just you.

[They're hopeless.]

I can't believe it took a situation like this for me to figure everything out properly.

[purrtagonist]

[they're hopelessly sappy]

[Akira laughs, the sound breathless and airy]

You are kind of clueless. I remember that.

[messianic]

[WOW.]

We reunite after all of this time and it's so you can tell me that I'm clueless......

[purrtagonist]

You are.

[lifts a hand and tugs at Minato's bangs]

Were.

I guess you're significantly less clueless now.

[messianic]

I'm feeling wooed by these sweet nothings you keep whispering into my ear.

[So, so blandly.]

[purrtagonist]

[laughs again]

. . . trust me, if now were the time for wooing, I'd be laying it on as thickly as I could.

[messianic]

[Yeah, it's definitely not the time for that... Minato just snorts amusedly in response.]

Ah, well. I'll just pretend to be swept off my feet.

[And then he's straightening, all business... except for how he holds Akira's hand, fingers threading with his.]

I'm ready. I'm tired of just sitting and waiting for things to happen.

[purrtagonist]

[pulls away a bit to straight as well, but his hand stays linked with Minato's]

Me too. The week ahead won't be easy, but we'll make it through.

And we'll win.

[messianic]

Yes. We will.

I never doubted it at all.

[They'll win and it'll be awesome.

But for now? He just keeps his fingers linked with Akira's as they start to properly plan their revolution with everyone, and can't help but think that Akira's profile was really right all along.]