[ Not again. Not again. He won't watch this twice, he won't, he can't--
Yu comes out of practically nowhere. Probably because once he spotted Minato from afar, saw how close he was to a busy intersection and saw that he was only getting closer, he knew he had to do something. Rational thought didn't even figure into it. Even for someone normally so ruled by logic and calm, measured reactions as he. Pure impulse (panic, panic, a shot of adrenaline straight to the heart) drove him to kick up into an immediate sprint, and he all but slams into Minato when he reaches his friend, desperate hands seizing his shoulders and pulling him away, away, off the street, somewhere safe, away from the ghosts and their horrible voices, at least for a moment.
Even when they're somewhere quieter Yu doesn't let go, his hands still on Minato's shoulders, his head bowed, a cold frisson rolling through his frame. ]
Don't say something like that.
[ I'm sorry.
Yu looks up, and his eyes are flint and steel. ]
Not again. Not when I could stop it.
[ He'd sworn to himself that if he could stop it: never again. ]
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[ Not again. Not again. He won't watch this twice, he won't, he can't--
Yu comes out of practically nowhere. Probably because once he spotted Minato from afar, saw how close he was to a busy intersection and saw that he was only getting closer, he knew he had to do something. Rational thought didn't even figure into it. Even for someone normally so ruled by logic and calm, measured reactions as he. Pure impulse (panic, panic, a shot of adrenaline straight to the heart) drove him to kick up into an immediate sprint, and he all but slams into Minato when he reaches his friend, desperate hands seizing his shoulders and pulling him away, away, off the street, somewhere safe, away from the ghosts and their horrible voices, at least for a moment.
Even when they're somewhere quieter Yu doesn't let go, his hands still on Minato's shoulders, his head bowed, a cold frisson rolling through his frame. ]
Don't say something like that.
[ I'm sorry.
Yu looks up, and his eyes are flint and steel. ]
Not again. Not when I could stop it.
[ He'd sworn to himself that if he could stop it: never again. ]