Fate is cruel, it has always been to us both. As I caressed her short black hair before pulling her into a kiss, I closed my eyes. I did that because I knew she wouldn't mind. Her loud, tomboyish nature matched with my queen, god complex. She hates it so much, but that particular hate turned into obsession and love. I can't seem to fathom how we're sisters. "The universe hates us," I told her. She said, "So be it. Nothing can separate us now. Mako approves of us living together. She doesn't need to know the details."
I smirked. "In the time being, yeah. But someday you'll meet a boy and fall for him. The next time I know, I'd be attending your wedding."
She scoffed, feeling pissed. "You know who tf I am. To hell with that dating shit. Marriage? Gross."
"Darling, everyone says that before they meet someone they love." I cupped her face with my two hands. My heart hurts.
"I only have eyes for you, Satsuki."
She smiled. I was pleased with her answer. Enough to dull the pain inside me. She doesn't know how I suffer everyday thinking she'll disappear once she finds a path of her own. I'm 21 and she's turning 20 in a couple of months. My gut feeling keeps telling me to move on before I am impaled by the consequences.
If I can't be with her, what good am I? Satsuki Kiryuin, now CEO of the new Revocs, has everything in the world has to offer. But without Matoi, I'm better off dead.
I have never tasted street food until I met Mako's mum with the humble yet delicious mystery croquettes. People who live humbly has a better shot at happiness than I do. Ryuko still has sleepovers at Mako's place whenever her semester break starts.
"Hey, don't give that look to me."
I snapped. "What look?"
"The look of a dying person, unable to accept the fact that he's lost everything."
I smirked. "Maybe I did, when you became my sister."
Ryuko pulled me into a hug. "There, there. I know everything about you. Your pain, loneliness, karma and a huge burden to carry. Life is wearing you out, even after Ragyo is dead. I'll be your therapist, your lover and your best friend."
"Ryuko, please stay with me forever." My cold upfront melted down to reveal my insecurities. My voice cracked as tears slowly run down my face.
"I will. I promise."
A year later, she dropped out of studies due to bullying and numerous gangster fights. I woke up and saw a note hanging at her bedroom door, telling me about taking time off. My heart sank. I know I'm not the person to beg for someone to stay. It's not ethical to me.
It's been 3 years and I've never seen her since then.