One Takirona scenario coming right up.
“Takizawa! You okay?” Kurona is relieved to see him holed up in the abandoned warehouse she left him in. Hakatori is out, probably scavenging for food.
“Other than the city being taken over by a kagune?” Takizawa shrugs. “Yeah. I’m fine.”
He scowls. Kurona’s eyes are bloodshot. “The fuck happened to you? Did you find him? ”
“K – Kanou.” Kurona doesn’t know whether to dissolve into tears or scream. She settles for punching a hole in the wall. “He took his own life.”
“In front of you?” Takizawa is glad that motherfucker is dead. But – but Kurona didn’t deserve this.
She nods, kneeling onto he ground. “He wasn’t even sorry. He just wanted to go out once he’d fulfilled his desires. Apparently this whole mess – this dragon – is that.”
Kurona gasps through her tears. “He didn’t care. He never cared about me.”
“I know, but that still hurts, right?” Takizawa recalls his feelings when Houji tried to kill him. The only parent he had left, the one he’d given everything for, just to grasp his approval once more, and his parent hadn’t wanted anything to do with him.
Kurona grabs Takizawa. “He was my last link to Shiro. He ruined our lives, and he never cared. It’s too – his death was too good for him.”
“It was,” Seidou agrees darkly. “I would have gladly forced him to stay alive and suffer for what he did to us fucked half-breeds. If for one second, he could feel the agony.” He pauses. “But I feel it, Kurona.”
“I know you do.” Kurona hiccups. “That’s why you’re my closest friend now.”
“I’m not gonna abandon you, either.” Seidou smirks.
“Nor I you.” Kurona leans her head on Seidou’s breast, just over his beating heart. “You’re all I have left.”