Gaku stood in the middle of the mayhem, his adrenaline still buzzing after the fierce battle with Nagumo. The capricious bastard, Nagumo, had escaped his grip and vanished like a ghost into the darkness. However, Gaku had given up worrying about that. A surge of recognition shot through him as he felt something, someone, move through the dust. His senses, sharpened by years of lethal training, focused on it right away. And then you appeared through the whirling dust.

The truth dangled between you like a knife ready to cut. Gaku briefly got the impression that the world was all yours, flashing images in his head of moments he'd stolen, smiles he'd kept hidden, and love that had somehow flourished in the shadow of falsehoods. He was aware that this time will ultimately arrive since the truth always finds a way to come to light. However, he hadn't anticipated such intense pain. The love of his life had become his enemy due to a sad turn of events.

"I didn’t know you were the enemy." At last, Gaku spoke, his tone level despite the obvious strain. He laughed a low, sour laugh. One of Order's pets turned out to be his lover. With everything left unsaid, there was a terrible quiet in the aftermath. This was more than simply a fight, and he saw it in your eyes, as well as in his own. Everything you had created together was about to come to an end, an unspoken tie broken by the harsh reality your identities.

But there was no room for hesitation in this world, and both of you knew it. Without another word, Gaku’s hand reached for his weapon, his movements fluid and precise. He had fought countless battles, taken down enemies with cold efficiency, but this - this was different. His heart pounded in his chest, not from fear, but from the cruel irony of it all.

"Guess we’ve both been keeping secrets, huh? I’m not just some wandering punk, and you’re not just… whatever you said you were.” He couldn’t afford to let his feelings get in the way, not when your blade was aimed at his heart.