It's good to hear from you, Mr. Hanamura. [Again, his mind supplies.]
I realize this may be a little... odd, seeing as you do not remember your previous stay, here, but I thought it best to let you settle in before giving you information that may shock you.
We were acquainted, when you were here, previously. You actually lived with me and my two daughters, Pino and Nana, for a time.
[You've probably never heard him be quiet for 30 whole seconds before, but now you have. He's staring on his end, but luckily you can't see that over the phone.]
I...wha-have we met?!
[His mind is already trying to start back up, and supplying helpful information like Nana's insistence that he was her older brother, and the fact that his other self had obviously lived somewhere after things went sour with Nara Shikamaru, before.]
Yes, it worked. And trust me when I say that, while I was on a heavy dose of morphine, I will always remember that it was you, in whatever carnation you are in, here in the city.
[Smiles a little to himself.] I do believe that, even if you don't remember your time here, that does not mean it never happened.
It definitely happened. But that's- [He shakes his head, even though you can't see it over the phone line. Is there any point explaining? Probably not. People are always telling him to stop saying that the Yosuke who belonged here isn't him anyway. But he's thinking it just the same.] ...I don't know what to say.
You don't need to say anything. I just wanted to let you know about that. And if you have any free time this coming holiday season, stop on by our apartment. We would all be glad to see you.
[He sucks in a sharp breath and holds it, awkwardly. Oh, man. He can't do that. They'll be so disappointed with how different he is now. This guy who let that other him stay in his home-when? after that argument with Nill and Shika? It's all some big, stupid mystery-and even worse, those two little girls. It's just going to end up being sad and tense and awful. He can't do that to them.]
[He sends along the address.] We're in sector four.
Thank you for listening to this. I do realize how odd the whole thing is, but I don't want you to stress out too much about this. No one is forcing you to do anything.
[voicemail; 12/9/11]
on 2011-12-13 04:25 am (UTC)I realize this may be a little... odd, seeing as you do not remember your previous stay, here, but I thought it best to let you settle in before giving you information that may shock you.
We were acquainted, when you were here, previously. You actually lived with me and my two daughters, Pino and Nana, for a time.
Re: [voicemail; 12/9/11]
on 2011-12-14 10:30 pm (UTC)I...wha-have we met?!
[His mind is already trying to start back up, and supplying helpful information like Nana's insistence that he was her older brother, and the fact that his other self had obviously lived somewhere after things went sour with Nara Shikamaru, before.]
[voicemail; 12/9/11]
on 2011-12-15 03:42 am (UTC)Re: [voicemail; 12/9/11]
on 2011-12-16 12:46 pm (UTC)[There's a rustling sound as he sits up straighter, makes himself focus. Because whether his healing ever improves is definitely not the point.]
I mean. Um. Listen. Sir. That's-I don't know what to say. But you should know it wasn't me. I'm-uh. I don't know. I'm someone else, kind of.
[voicemail; 12/9/11]
on 2011-12-19 11:53 pm (UTC)[Smiles a little to himself.] I do believe that, even if you don't remember your time here, that does not mean it never happened.
Re: [voicemail; 12/9/11]
on 2011-12-21 08:35 am (UTC)[voicemail; 12/9/11]
on 2011-12-24 04:29 am (UTC)Re: [voicemail; 12/9/11]
on 2011-12-26 07:44 am (UTC)I...I don't know where it is, sir.
[voicemail; 12/9/11]
on 2011-12-27 07:45 pm (UTC)Thank you for listening to this. I do realize how odd the whole thing is, but I don't want you to stress out too much about this. No one is forcing you to do anything.
Re: [voicemail; 12/9/11]
on 2011-12-28 06:35 am (UTC)[There's a pause. Silence, except for the nervously irregular breathing of the kid on the other end of the line.]
It's kind of you.
[He tries to add a 'but' to that, except that he can't quite get it to unstick from the strange lump in his throat.]
[voicemail; 12/9/11]
on 2011-12-28 09:01 am (UTC)Call, when you feel ready. I'll be waiting.
Re: [voicemail; 12/9/11]
on 2011-12-30 07:47 am (UTC)