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Video - Filtered Away from Lucifer

[Michael can be seen on the floor of a room he uses at Raphael's place. Today he's just in a pair of really short shorts and a pair of thigh high boots. That's it.

He sort of...nudges the device with his foot once it's on.]

Hey, Raphael. I'm gonna redecorate this room sometime. It's kinda boring.

[He doesn't care that everyone else heard that too.]

You should do the same with the rest of the house too.

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I'll be in the gardens. I know they're big, but I shouldn't be hard to miss.

Fine.

[And he's hanging up because he has to rush to go kick some ass.]

Michael....

[He knows one word responses from the short one are BAD. Much sighing.]

[After his time with Raphael and that talk with Setsuna, he now needs to go for a fight. A real fight. He flies over until he can see the Messiah and dives down, crashing into the ground.

Right away, he rushes forward to swing a fist. He's forgotten about the sword on his back.]

[It's okay. Setsuna can do fist-fighting. He attempts a block, but doesn't aim to punch in return. This whole thing just makes him sad. He'll hit when he needs to, but right now....]

You... Why you!

[Height differences or strength differences don't mean much to him currently. He's too busy just throwing punches, so hurt that he's angry and too scared to let go of that because he doesn't know what he's left with if he does.]

[Yeah, Setsuna's already figured on that, having been there himself. Wow, that feels like a long time ago. Some of those might make contact, but Setsuna doesn't seem to feel them, mainly blocking the ones he can.]

Sucks, doesn't it? That you can do this forever and it's never going to get better.

Why? Why does it have to be that way? Tell me!

[He has no idea why he's asking the Messiah. It's not like he'll really have the answers he wants. But the questions keep falling out before Michael can stop them.]

'Cause it might be easier to admit how you really feel, but it hurts more. This is just prolonging all of that, isn't it?

[Setsuna figures Michael's just overloaded, and it's probably resulting in this. That and he's got a lot of pain locked away.] Or is it getting it out somehow?

[For just a moment, Michael's fists hesitate. His real feelings... He's bottled those up for so long that...

With a cry, he jumps at him to try tackling him to the ground.]

I hate him! I hate him!

[Oh, what the hell? Last time it was the other way around, right? Might as well let Mika be on top this time. Setsuna lets him get away with that, the ground at his back. But he does put on hand to Michael's chest, keeping distance.]

Do you?

Do you really? Or is it you're so mad, and it all hurts so much, that saying you hate him is easier than admitting you love him? Isn't all of that just really covering up? So you don't have to admit how you really feel?

I mean, if you just hated him, then why care who he cares about? Would it really matter? You're hurt because he betrayed you. That matters because you love him.

[Grabbing Setsuna's shirt, he just stares down at him, breathing hard. Those words hurt because they're his thoughts aloud. How...how does he know? He's always bottled it all up inside and suddenly he wants to cry again.]

He left... He just left and he never looked at me...

[Setsuna's kind of cheating, but the conversation they had before was a little different. Still, he knows the basics. But to be fair...his mother, his father...and then Kira. He knows. He's been there. He doesn't expect Michael to get that or understand it, though. Michael probably has too much pain to see beyond it.]

He's looking lately, though, isn't he?

[As for that hand, Setsuna puts one of his hands over Michael's, not rough, not warning, just there.]

No! He's not! It was a lie! All a damn lie!

[He yanks Setsuna up so he can yell in his face. Most of the anger is gone now and replaced with hurt but he doesn't even notice.]

It's always a lie...

[Again, his hand goes to Michael's, but it's not harsh. He can tell - Michael's not lashing out, and there's nothing to fight against here.]

Michael.... He's told a lot of lies. If it's always a lie, like you say, what else do you think he might've lied about? Think about it. Isn't it possible he's lied from the beginning?

[He lowers his head to hide his face in his hands. Everything is building up and he doesn't know how to hold it back anymore.]

Why...why...?

That's a question only he would know the answer to. But it's a possibility, isn't it?

[Setsuna's sitting up, close to Michael, lowering down to try to peer at him, worried.]

I just wanted him to look at me once and to say he was proud...

[Michael's shoulders start shaking while he cries. It's been way too hard to keep this all bottled in with his brother around now.]

There's nothing wrong with that.

[He reaches out for a second, not thinking, then puts his hand back down. No, not Michael, Setsuna. Not a good idea. At least, maybe not right this second.]

He's not the sort to say things like that, though. Kinda a shame.

I love him! [The words are out before he can stop them.]

I would have given him anything! Why did he have to leave me!

I know.... [Michael.... He never had to say it. But maybe saying it is better for Michael.]

That's not something I can answer. We can speculate, but the only person that can give you that answer is him.

He won't! He just thinks I'm a stupid child! And I try and he just tells me I failed!

I only fail with him!

Then don't listen to him anymore! If he can't stop talking like that, then forget him. Don't try to do something for him anymore, or hope he'll notice anymore.

You gotta do things for yourself now. We all reach that point.... Where it's time to move on, and we don't have anyone to cling to anymore. We just have ourselves.

Do it for you. Then if you fail, you only disappoint yourself. And when you succeed, you don't even have to care what anyone else says. Especially him.

[He lets out a sob.]

Why do you care? What's it matter to you?

'Cause I've been there. 'Cause watching this without doing anything is painful.

[Setsuna shrugs, smiles, leans his forehead against Michael's and laughs a little.]

Or maybe I've had so much fun with you I care about you. What do you think?

I wanted to be friends with you. Then stupid Kira had to fuck that up for me. So I guess it matters.

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