Week 2, Post-trial

[bladeisme]

[God. That trial was....something. Back at the live house, when he's finished talking to people, he flops down on one of the beds, burying his head in his hands and breathing in and out slowly.

All of this - Junko being a reaper, there being seven goddamn reapers- it's enough to make him want to scream, cry, or do both at the same time.

But he doesn't want to do that, so...He'll just stay like this, for the time being. At least, until someone disturbs him.]

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[purrtagonist]

[and there's no stopping him this time around. even as Akira takes another step towards him, fingers outstretched, Ichigo is gone before he can say anything]

[. . .]

[but for a moment-- just. . . just one moment-- there was something in Ichigo's gaze that was different than anything Akira had seen before. something more genuine, but also something a little more worrying]

[. . . what was it?]