Remember A Weiss Kreuz Gluhen drabble Sephy “Why do you keep doing this?” Ken arranged the bouquet of freesia and baby’s breath carefully under Sena’s watchful gaze, reaching for a plastic wrap. “To remind him.” Sena bit his lip, suddenly young and awkward, fidgeting. “Does it help?” “Not really. We’re still here, aren’t we? Fighting the good fight, trying to take back the night,” Ken tugged at a loose flower. “Mostly I do it because I want him to remember that there was once a boy who wanted nothing more than to sell flowers with his friends. Ken paused, glancing away, “And that I loved him very much.” ***End return to splash page