"It's not that I don't want to apologize, it's just…"
"Just what?" The young prince demanded. "What in the world is stopping you?"
"I—"
"It's just three—no, two words and three syllables you have to say! 'I'm'," one finger, "'sorry'," two fingers. "Is it that hard for you, Ryuu?!"
The lazy boy on the hammock gave him a pained look. "It's not hard—"
"If it's not that hard—!"
"Shut up," Ryuu interrupted. "I wasn't done yet. I'm not saying that it's a hard thing to do, I'm saying that it's not just as simple and easy as you think it is."
"According to your brother and your mentor, that translates to 'It's probably too hard for me and that's why I'm not going to do it, before I even try.' Did you know that sort of logical fallacy has a name, Ryuuto?"
"Shut up," he said with rising anger. "Don't get started on me with that. That has nothing to do with this. I'm not saying that either."
"Yes you are!" Taiki exclaimed. "You always do this, you always run away from your problems you think that you can't deal with, even though you can—!"
"Shut up, Taiki!" he yelled at the prince, sitting up, glowering. "It is a problem I can't deal with! It's not something I can solve as easily as you think I can! You don't know what happened, you weren't there, okay?! So shut up and leave me alone about it, okay?!"
He let out sharp, quick breaths, looking at the shocked face of his superior for a moment before sighing in realization of what he had just done.
"Look…," he choked. "…Look, it's—it's not that easy, alright? You don't know what happened… You can't relate…," he trailed off his words as he looked away, averting his eyes, seeing visions of that fateful day with all of the memories before it. "…I," he muttered, but loud enough to hear for the boy before him. "Just… just don't bring that up again, alright?" he said weakly.
A brief silence passed before Taiki mustered the courage to speak again. "Have you… at least, tried to apologize before…?"
Ryuu did not answer at first, organizing his thoughts and memories of all that conspired. Then he said, "Yes… lots of times." He slowly laid himself back down on his hammock, hands behind his head as his pillow, and his eyes wandered again. "I told you, it's not that easy. If it was, then there would still be a Unit 8, right?" He sighed.
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