[November 6th] After what felt like two hours arguing between you and Kami, Gackt had finally broke the fight up, telling you two that you could simply apologize tomorrow and move on from it. But, you knew that wasn't how Kami was. He was a stubborn man, often never apologising to people when he had struck an argument with them. It had happened a lot with Gackt when he had screaming matches with Kami, someone always threatened the other and then somebody broke the fight off.

Slamming the door behind him, Kami laid on his bed, letting out a deep sigh. This was the sixth argument he held with you in a week, and they weren't pleasant to hear. Közi or Yu~ki often got tired of hearing it, and somebody had their head wacked with a shoe or pan. Kami turned on his side - being the emotional wreck that he sometimes was - his eyes began to water with bitter tears, slowly falling down his cheeks and onto the pillowcase. He was glad he was alone, yet, his heart ached for you in some way, like you had disappeared from the world with no explanation.