Suboshi. Iie. Shunkaku. One of the Seiryuu Seishi, the same as I am. My twin.    It has been a long long time since we had a chance to just sit down, ponder and remember. I laugh. My twin is easily misunderstood. His roughness is a part of him, his attitude, it wouldn't be 'tooto if those things were gone.   I wonder what would have happened if I had not let go of the other side of the flute. Maybe Shun might not have killed Tamahome's family. But I understand his pain. I'm am only sorry that I was the one who caused it.   He is my only family, and I love my brother dearly. But I had done it for peace, and maybe because I had hoped against hope when I was gone, all of this would stop.   But I was wrong. Instead, it went onto more violence, and making Shun do what I would never approve of, but understand. He killed. I know it was because of his grief, and perhaps the thought of a loved one for another. But I hope that they forgive him, I will never be sure. I have...but did they?   And Yui-sama. I know my brother loves her very much. Too much I think sometimes. But who am I to say? My brother feels very deeply and I will not judge it. I pray that he will not be hurt if Yui-sama does not return his affections.   Guilt, anger, and pain. We both have lived through it, when our parents died, and when we discovered the pain of being Seiryuu Seishi. Too many times have we had brush with death. I only hope that one day, there will be peace, and me and Shun can settle down, and finally, be happy.   I can only hope, but I guess I can only wonder.

 

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