Ghost Behind My Eyes

Hanako

Leaving the Armada wasn't as simple as just stepping over the border and never returning. She knew of Sirius' watchful companions, how they were his third pairs of eyes and ears, that everything they knew he did too. It was close to a miracle that Sirius hadn't sought her out yet, accusing words hot on his tongue as he demanded to know where she had been. Why her scents within the Armada had long since gone stale, old. She supposed she'd only gotten away with it because of what happened, that they were so busy searching for their family Hanako was free to fade away. Out of sight and mind. But just because she'd gotten away with it so far didn't mean it would last forever, just as Azure said now that things were going back to normal, she'd have to face the music whether she wanted to. And it was getting louder with each passing moment.

She wished she could turn away, or at least lower the volume. Anything but face the harsh truths.

"It's not like that. I was going to- I thought about- joining the Pirates. Sparrow said she wanted me to be her lust." She knew Sparrow would have her back, that she'd help protect Hanako's freedom as much as she was able. And the fact, from what she'd heard at least, that she'd kicked ass in the raid against Ashen spoke volumes. She'd earned the title of Pirate King, as far as Hanako was concerned.

She finally turned to look at Azure proper, he seemed troubled, his words came harder now than before and Hanako shifted, uncertain. So much of their relationship had been built on unstable foundations, a lack of honesty and communication had done a number on them, landing them here in a position neither of them really wanted to be. But it needed fixing, mending, or to be torn apart. Hanako didn't know which. Her predicament had been tedious from the start, expectations and desires intermingling till it was all such a tangled mess, almost too much for her to wrap her head around. Till Azure tried to play the gentleman card.

Sparrow had given Hanako what she wanted and been plenty gentle about it, why couldn't he?

"Oh please, you make it sound like I was humping your leg." She huffed, her gaze taking on a sharper edge, not so soft nor delicate. "I just wanted to be close to you, it just...gave me the push to be more open about it is all."

And then he died, leaving feelings all torn and frayed. The chapter unfinished. As if things could have ended on a more sour note. She sagged and found herself leaning against the heft of his shoulder.

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