Open, TVK-verse (forced singing. Because reasons.)

[fractured_white]

*Singing wasn't normally Albedo's thing, but today something had come over him. He didn't know where the words came from, but he found they hit a little close to home as they came out. This was his childhood in song form, and he was unusually somber by the end.*

Lucifer, am I? Fitting, in a way.

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[fractured_white]

*That earns a bit of a laugh, but still bitter.*

Perhaps for you. Don't tell me you're capable of forgetting the state I was in until Rubedo lifted me from my pit.

[namedforcat]

No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said it like that. [He hasn't forgotten, not for one instant, but he also isn't going to mention that his and Rubedo's life was not all kittens and roses. Gaignun tightened his grip on Albedo's shoulder as an additional apology.]

[fractured_white]

It's times like these that I find myself envious of you, Nigredo.

[namedforcat]

What do you mean?

[fractured_white]

You escaped him to live as you pleased, until our collective past returned to make things difficult. I wasn't offered that luxury.

[namedforcat]

I wasn't living as I pleased. If it had been left up to me, me and Rubedo would have found a nice quiet little farm house in the middle of no where.

Don't get me wrong, I love what we were able to create, but it was not what I would have chosen for myself.

It was false freedom, only on the surface.

[fractured_white]

You know how quickly Rubedo would have tired of that.

*There's a faint flicker of amusement in his eyes, but it's short lived.*

Your semblance of freedom sounds better than my layered shackles. By no means a satisfying end, but a step up I only recently got a second chance to take.

[namedforcat]

I know, I know. I suppose you have every right to be envious. Out of all of us you got the shortest end of the stick.

[fractured_white]

And you had Rubedo all to yourself for quite a while, as well.

*Fourteen years. He could have at least tried to call...*

[namedforcat]

No I didn't. I barely had him at all. He spent those fourteen years mourning you.

[fractured_white]

*That's...unexpected. His eyes widen a bit and his hand tightens on Nigredo's sleeve.*

Even with that habit of his of fleeing from his past and pretending it no longer has significance?

[namedforcat]

Of course, even with that. You know as well as I that when he flees he's never really let it go. He can't. [Gaignun shook his head, laying his free hand over the one gripping his sleeve.]

He's always been yours underneath it all.

[fractured_white]

He hasn't been entirely mine in quite a while, Nigredo.

*'Ever since he met her' goes unsaid.*

[namedforcat]

[Of course, it all comes back down to Sakura. ALWAYS.] That was inevitable, but you always had more of him then you seem to think you had.

Look, just accept the fact that he missed you terribly. He just didn't contact you because he didn't know what to do and went in circles.