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Chapter Twenty-Five: Hypopnea Syndrome:

By sundown, both lovers were dressed and out of bed. They sat on the floor near the bathroom. Detoxification worked, but Anna knew they weren’t finished yet. Recovery doesn’t take place in one day. It took work.

The woman looked around her. This room wasn’t helping. “/We need to get out tonight,/” she thought. Anna looked down at Tsuzuki.

“Asato-kun,” she said. “Let’s go out to dinner.” Silence. Tsuzuki glanced up at her.

“Why?” his eyes asked. Anna stroked his hair.

“We need to get out of here,” she whispered. “We don’t even have to go far.” Silence. Tsuzuki looked out. Anna nodded.

“Okay then,” she said. So it was. Anna took Tsuzuki to s soba-ya. They ate in silence at first. The woman watched him as she ate up. Tsuzuki seemed miles away. Anna debated on saying something.

“Good, huh?” she asked. Silence. Tsuzuki glanced at her.

“Hm?” he asked. Anna shook her head.

“Nothing,” she mumbled. Tsuzuki took another bite of his soba. Anna smiled a bit.

“It’s good to hear your voice,” she said. Tsuzuki didn’t speak. He looked at his girlfriend. Her short, black dress confined her hourglass figure. He blinked once again.

“Anna-chan,” the Shinigami spoke up. His woman looked at him with chopsticks in her hand.

“Yes?” she asked.

“Why are you all dressed up?” he asked. Anna looked down at her dress. It did look rather fancy at the moment.

“Oh,” she said. “No reason.” She looked up at her date.

“More wine?” Anna offered.

“Sure,” Tsuzuki replied. She poured him another glass of red wine. He took a slip.

“How many glasses have you had?” Anna asked.

“Two. Why?” Tsuzuki said.

His date shrugged. “Just a question.” Her date took another sip. Anna finished up her soba. She sat her chopsticks down on the table.

“Are you any better, Asato-kun?”

Tsuzuki paused and looked at her. “Sorry?”

“It hurts seeing you all depressed like that.”

The Shinigami gave her a little smile.

“I’m fine now, really.”

Anna shook her head at him.

“No, you’re not. Tell me honestly. I can see it in tour eyes.”

Her boyfriend went quiet. Her olive eyes stayed on him. Tsuzuki slowly lowered his chopsticks and eyes.

“Well…”

Anna lifted his face towards hers. She gave him a gentle smile. “It’s okay to let out your pain. I will be here for you.”

Tsuzuki’s eyes widened. He opened his mouth to speak. Anna shook her head.

“Don’t talk. Just tell me those four words.”

“Anna…”

“No, just say our four words.”

Tsuzuki went quiet. His violet eyes locked with her olive ones. He looked down at her scarred wrist. His lips trembled.

“We will be okay.” Anna nodded.

“Yes,” she said. “We will be okay.” Tsuzuki looked uncertain. Anna gently kissed him on the lips. For the first time in two days, Tsuzuki felt a little warmth. Anna gently pulled away.

“We will be okay,” she said again.

“Are you sure about that?” he asked. Anna shut her eyes.

“Yes,” she murmured. Tsuzuki closed his mouth. They said no more during the rest of dinner. Anna picked up the tab and they headed back to the hotel.

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