Hashiba Shinji (straight_out_of) wrote in ishindenshin,
Hashiba Shinji


Shinji wandered aimlessly around Tokyo until he found a small coffee house, slipping in and hiding in a back corner booth, trying to avoid the strange and disgusted looks that his clothes and face was getting him. He quietly ordered a medium chai and a blueberry muffin, handing the waitress and American ten dollar bill to pay. She gave him a questioning look, but he told her to keep the change, he didn’t care.
There, huddled in the back of the café, he hoped quietly that he would find Amane, somewhere in the cold, godforsaken city... And then get back to Zen, the man he had come to love as a brother.

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