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Shigure is the dog of the zodiac and the owner of the house where he, Tohru, Yuki and Kyo live. He is a writer who writes both academic books and romance novels under many pen names. His most common and celebrated is "Karitani Noa" from his erotic "Summer-Colored Sky" novel.

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Monday, May 14, 2012

the silence is killing me

It's May already. Akito is still not talking. I've exhausted my mind doing all sort of things just to get Akito to speak. A lot of cancelled appointments, a lot of missed deadlines, a lot of sleepless nights, a lot of time has passed, but Akito simply doesn't want to speak. There is nothing wrong with her body. There is nothing wrong with her at all. But if Akito decides to stay this way from now on, what would I do? What is wrong? Why doesn't she speak? I've told Tohru-kun this secret despite the fact that it was me who told everyone in the main estate not to tell anybody. But I just couldn't help it. I've asked Tohru-kun to keep it a secret. I trust her that she will. I wanted to ask for help. I want to hear Akito's voice so bad. But my pride got in the way again. When I told Tohru-kun about Akito, I snapped at myself and stopped. I admit that I'm desperate. I almost told Yuki and Kyo too. But my pride. My greed. I thought that they didn't need to know. Work is becoming a mess. I've formally announced my indefinite hiatus with Miitsuru-chan. She asked me a lot of questions. I told her that I would answer her questions in due time. "For now, I'd like to take an indefinite leave." I said. There was a big silence on the other end of the phone. "I see." Is what she said. "I will be here." Mii-chan hung up. I know that I'm putting her job at risk as well. But I can't function properly not knowing why Akito's acting this way. She doesn't smile. Her facial expression is dead. She just eats and goes to sleep. I've never seen Akito live like this. Don't tell me that she's okay, because she's clearly not okay. And there's clearly something wrong! I'm frantic. I'm clueless. I want to end this now! Make her speak! I want to hear her voice! Because I don't want to forget it!

rolled on the floor at 1:10 AM