Humanity Chapter 2

 +HER POV+

"Ashe?" Taka called to me with wonder. After he was sure that it really was me, he run and hug me real tight. I wonder if I will feel this comfortable hugging Jake.

"I never see you like forever, Ashe. How's life going?" He asked after he brush my hair and give me that soothing smile.

"Just the usual." If only I can tell him where I really came from. If only he can see that invisible place we're residing in. The place where it almost reach the clouds. The place where I know he will really love to see.

"Sometimes, I thought you're not one of us, Ashe. It feel like your wall is far too great to handle. This is coming from your bestfriend. What more the others?"

I just smiled at him. A part of me wanted to answer it "Right". That I'm not one of them. That I'll going to be not one of you. It is absurd to think I'm being friends with human. If anyone of the Thrassele know this, I'm dead. Sneaking here is one thing, behaving like one of them is another thing. The weight is much heavier and the punishment is more severe.

"How's your songs? Do you make any progress at all?"

Taka stared out of nowhere. A painful expression written on his face rendered me speechless. It is as if there is a massive thing on his back, preventing him to move forward.

"You know. Sometimes, I feel like living is just a context of breathing. I wonder if there's a significant meaning of existing. If you would really think about it, we're just a small entity, not even a half, a fourth, of the universe. We are just a very small species striving to live, striving to make a name, to rule others. But what for? In the end, we'll just die like everyone. It's useless. This war does not have sense at all. If only I can do something about it. How great would that be?"

It is the first time I hear things like this from Taka. For three years, he's just a person full of positiveness with his singing, as well as with his life. Our first encounter is really a big joke. It is my first time stepping foot on this place, knowing no one, my eyes behold with disgust, with superiority and with amazement on how stupid human can be.

Amused at how they can live in such as shabby place, as dirty as it can be. At the center of the street, Taka stand with a disheartened look on his face, creating a sound I'm not familiar with. Even if I have no intention of listening, my ears seems to love it, it is craving for more. For the first time of my 13 years, the chords of my emotions seems to be moving without my consent, slowly finding it's rightful places. My heart feels like dying, aching to breathe, like it will slowly wither if I continue listening to this sound. But I don't even have the strength to turn back, to move away. It feels bad, but at the same time, I love the feeling that it is weird.

"Hey, what's that?" I unknowingly asked him pointing out the thing he's holding.

Confused, he stopped on what he is currently doing answering my question.

"Guitar? It is called a guitar."

"What is that sound you're making? What are you doing?" I asked him again. I'm starting to think that maybe, that is one of the skill I can get once I completed the recreation. Maybe, he's one of us. How stupid I was at that time. Thinking he is also a Thrassele.

He burst out of laughter that time. But still, he explained to me that the guitar is the one making a melody and that he is singing. At first, it is really puzzling. Since we don't need that kind of thing. Music, melody, a song giving human unwanted emotions. Emotions that really is not theirs. A system which makes them feel a thing they don't even know, they don't even encounter. But I still love it. I still love listening to Taka's song. Not even 3 years can change that.

"Did something happen?" I asked Taka.

There's no way he would say something like that without holding anything. I just stayed at our placed for 3 months but he's changed into something like this. I'm sure something happened. He stay silent. Neither one or two words come out of his mouth. His eyes go blank. It is like he is reminiscing something at the moment. I'm really disturb by this silence. Taka is the person who is always there for me. He understand even if he really did not know the situation. He have this skill of lifting my mood even if he does nothing. If only I have the same presence as his, if only my existence in this place beside him will change his expression, that would be great. I tap his head. It is time to go. Staying in this place for more that three hours will arise suspicions on my end and I don't want that. I don't want every move of mine to be inspected, to be monitored, to always look upon.

"Wait!" Taka suddenly said stopping me by grabbing my wrist.

"Alex died. One month ago. A massacre broke out at the street of Yllona. Thirty three person died along with her. It's ravage. The street was bathe in red. I saw lifeless people no matter what direction I turned to. They're looking, screaming for help. A single psychopath killed all of them with just a gatling gun on his bare hands. It's devastating. If only I was with her at that time."

His voice cracked and his hands trembled. I feel the amount of courage he gather just to say those words. I regret asking him. I don't know how to comfort anyone. It is impossible for me. I can't. I don't know how.

"I'm sorry your sister died." Finally, I said.

Taka and Alex are so much alike. They have the same taste of food, the same expression, the same gesture. They also have the same ash eyes which I also find magnificent.

I heave a long sigh, taking his both hand close to mine. How I wish it will work. My intention of encouraging him just by doing this thing. He smiled at me, there's a drop of tears suddenly flowing in his cheeks. I can't help hugging him. The despair on his face is telling me he would break in any minute. Taka let out a crumbling voice opening every doors of his heart which he kept shut for a long time. For the first time, he is the one showing me weakness and not the other way around.