forgiven?

"They're all gone now," Kyouya murmurs, his hand resting lightly on the gravestone. "I got rid of them for you."

He pauses and doesn't know what to say.

A cool wind keeps the heat from the sun at a gentle warmth, and fluffy white clouds lazily drift overhead. A large hill overlooks the gated grounds and trees border the edges. This place is a private cemetery for the Hibari family, and caretakers keep the gardens neat and clean.

He's never stepped foot in it before now, not even for the funeral, because he promised that the next time he saw them not a single infected would be left on this earth.

"I should have kept you with me," Kyouya says in a quiet voice. "But I made a mistake and you paid for it."

Kyouya hesitates when his memory conjures up a scene. He sees them being eaten right in front of him, screaming –screaming for Kyouya to save them- as they're torn apart.

Ever since their death during the outbreak, the image has been a constant whenever he closes his eyes.

It's all he saw every time he got annoyed at the crowding, or started dragging his feet regarding planning, or just wanted to leave and get away from the herbivores watching him.

Everything Kyouya has done, and will do, is to apologise for not saving them.

"I'm sorry. I hope you can forgive me, Hibird."