The only thing we knew was that we would never amount to anything

[humanitysacrifice]

It was nothing out of the ordinary, these days. Teru had gotten used to it. He had gotten used to the pain as well.
He sat in the nurse office, catching his breath. His newest set of bruises had been treated and now he had some time to relax before he could go on with his life. He'd been meaning to go out earlier, but the nurse wouldn't let him.
Teru stared down at his hands. They were scratched open from the moment he'd hit the ground and tried to steady himself.
Nothing out of the ordinary these days. He'd have to let his glasses be fixed though. They'd fallen down as he took a punch to the face and then gotten crushed under someone's foot along with some of his other belongings.
The remnants were placed on a little table in the room.

Teru sighed. This wasn't good. He could take hits on his body, but he disliked when his things were damaged. Still, he felt something like apathy come over him. His head hurt, everything hurt, but he paid no attention. The boy closed his eyes, waiting for the allowance to leave the room again.

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Sorry so late!

[solsticeanew]

Light raised an eyebrow at the explanation. Once again, he didn't necessarily disagree with anything Teru said, but at the same time there was something almost funny about it. Not in the overtly humorous sense, but in an ironic sense. See, no matter how prettily Mikami dressed up what he was doing, it was obvious to everyone that Mikami was also a victim. He was covered in bruises, his face was swollen and even his glasses were broken. Perfect checkmarks down a list of what described a victim.

"They?" Light began incredulously, but he stopped himself before finishing the rest of his own accusation. Take a good look at yourself.

Admittedly Mikami's continued jabs at Light's own inaction was beginning to leave behind little annoying scratches that he couldn't brush off easily. They shouldn't have. Light was well aware that Mikami's position was ridiculous. What Mikami was doing wasn't "saving" victims. He was creating one out of himself for everyone to hate. He was becoming everyone's scapegoat and telling himself he was making a difference. How would that help anyone when even the other victims turned their backs on you because of how weak you looked? No one wants to be on the losing side; no one likes to lose. it's part of the arrogance of human nature to want to win.

But the final conclusion Light reached was that it was damn pitiful. A world in which people like Mikami were seen as nothing more than losers was terrible. But Light already knew that. It was why he stopped caring about society. But all this uncaring left Light quite bored. Perhaps this might change that.

After giving his ankle a casual prod and wincing, he began speaking quietly. "Personally, I don't think anyone deserves to get hurt. You're right though, if no-one stands up at all, nothing will change. But it is also true that one person can't change the world alone." He offered a small smile. "In other words, Mikami-san, let's get along from now on."

Don't worry about it~ <3

[takesallbullets.livejournal.com]

For a moment Teru did nothing but stare, his eyes wide in surprise. He felt unable to comprehend what Light had just said, simple and tentative as the words in themselves were.
It had been quite a while since anybody had said something nice to him. Even conversations had been so rare, at least for what went above the usual insults or half-hearted questions if he was even alright.

For a person like Light Yagami to offer to get along... It was an odd feeling. Teru couldn't help but feel a bit threatened and cornered. He did not know what this would guide him into and if it would make things better or worse. He only knew Light from what he had seen and that did not necessarily have to mean a thing.
Then again, he had always liked the way Light lived his live ... and he could not get any more miserable than he was now anyway.
And if he was honest with himself the idea of just... getting along with someone again was nice. Which was just why he should not place much hope and trust in it.

He smiled a bit as well and nodded, unsure what to even say. "Yes... That'd be nice."
And all lacking trust and worries aside, he was just a tiny bit happy, a feeling he could just not surpress.