Regrets they shine like candles

[hackeralastair]

WHO: Alastair and Saitou
WHERE: Bachelor Towers
WHEN: a day after Saitou's return from death
WARNINGS: probably not
SUMMARY: debriefing! Hopefully not ass-kicking but probably yelling
FORMAT: quickpara idk whatever

Having taken a couple of days off to deal with Saitou's death, Alastair worked a little longer to start making up hours, but he still came home around dinner-time. It was getting harder to avoid Kiryu, unless they were both at work, but he really needed to talk to Saitou - if for no other reason than to explain what had happened, to clear the air. And maybe, just maybe, find some way of making his life suck a little less. He was really starting to like the stoic swordsman as a friend, and wanted to help, but he couldn't help but feel a little responsible for everything.

He changed and then poked his head out of his room, looking furtively around. Was Saitou home from the precinct yet?

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[wolfofmibu]

Saitou's gaze remained skeptical for a few minutes, but it went away as he shrugged his shoulders lightly. If Alastair didn't confront Kiryu on his own, he'd just force him into a room together and lock the door until they came to terms. "Don't try and make an excuse for every time you have the opportunity." Though he was going to leave the conversation at that, he'd had enough today. And Aome was probably making a fuss wondering where he was at this hour, passing by Alastair without another word.

[hackeralastair]

Alastair heaved a long, tired sigh. "Thanks," he whispered, so quietly that anyone but Saitou might not have even caught it. But the need to look in on Bakura was real, even if it meant he couldn't track down Kiryu that night.