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Empty. Empty, empty, empty. It was the first christmas without Deep Blue. Masaya felt weird. He knew that the spirit didn't care about the holiday. Or about any human tradition anyway. But Masaya did. Because he was human. As much as he had wished not to be, he was. And now after what Deep Blue had done... What Ichigo had shown him... He could finally accept it. He was a part of this world and he'd do his best to make it a better place.
Without Deep Blue.
Masaya didn't regret to have killed him. It had to happen. For the sake of everyone... including the master of worlds himself. He had been suffering. This life had been worth nothing to him. Dying had meant release for Deep Blue. And Masaya was glad that he was the one to have given it to him. He had killed Deep Blue. He and nobody else. Because.... Deep Blue was... his. It was selfish and arrogant, but Masaya couldn't stop repeating it in his head. Deep Blue was his. Just as he had always been Deep Blue's.

With a sigh he stepped through the snow. Christmas was a day for lovers here in Japan. And so he was going to see Ichigo now. He loved his life with the girl. He loved her smile, everything about her.
But he knew that she wasn't the only one. Deep Blue was different. But he deserved to be thought of today. He deserved it. Because he had raised Masaya, given him the strength to stand and in the end the strength to even defeat Deep Blue himself.
Snowflakes were caressing Masayas warm cheeks. In some way they felt like Deep Blue. Cold... Even dangerous in an overdose. But still hesitant and... fragile.
Masaya laughed. If Deep Blue could've hear these thoughts he'd probably have gotten pretty angry.
„Ne, Deep Blue?", the boy said into the cold night, „Merry Christmas."
It sounded lonely.
Masaya sighed again, rubbing his hands together to keep them from freezing.
Deep Blue was gone. But Masaya was still there. And he was going to make the best out of it. Just so that he could show the Deep Blue of his memories that he had become strong. Strong enough to stand without Deep Blue's hand holding him. And strong enough to still save memories of that hand, never forgetting it.