Hi guys! I decided to put up a short drabble series of Encoded Exisistance. Its going to contain flashback and funny moments.

Enjoy!

CTS TT-TT

Short 1: Courage up.

Week after visiting SFIT

It was a warm, comforting fall afternoon, at the Mitsuzuri household. After a good long thought, Erika dashed out of her room with a pair of crafting scissors in her hand.

"Ritsu-nii!" Erika called to her older brother in the large parlor of the mansion. "Hey are you busy?" she asked. The light maple hair male looked up from his book to see his younger sister who rushing to his side with a pair of sheers in her hand.

"No, What's wrong? And, you shouldn't run with scissors in your hands, Rika" He reprimanded.

"Ah- sorry, sorry." She smiled, "But I know what to do to start my training!" She told him.

"Training?" Ritsu questioned.

"Training to boost my confidence. So first step-" She held out the scissors in her hand, "I want you to cut my hair." She told him.

Ritsu stared at his sister then the scissors and back to Erika, "Are you sick, Rika? Hair doesn't grow back in a week you know." He told her in surprise. Erika never thought about cutting her hair for over ten years despite having it slightly out of control. Whenever someone would bring up a haircut, she would avoid the topic or just quickly change it.

"I know, Ritsu-nii!" Erika exclaimed, "I'm serious about this! So help me with my first step to confidence!"

Ritsu gave a worrisome look, but let out a sigh and nodded at her, "Alright." He told her holding his hand out. Erika smiled and handed him the scissors.

"Thanks, Ritsu-nii!"

After getting the necessities set up for cutting Erika's hair, Ritsu combed through Erika's damp maroon locks. "Are you sure about this?" He asked, "I mean, wouldn't it be better if you went to a professional place?"

"No, it has to be a family member who cuts my hair." She told him, "I feel better that way…"

"Okay," Ritsu took the scissors, "How much to you want to cut it?" he asked.

"All out it!" She told him.

"Then bald head?"

"No! Up to my neck is fine," She told him with more detail.

"Alright," Ritsu held at lock of hair between two fingers, holding at the point he planned to cut. "I'm going to cut it."

"Okay," he opened the scissors, ready to cut the first lock. Just as he was about close the blades together, Erika yelled, "W-Wait!" Ritsu stopped and looked down at his sister. Unlike her calm self before, she was slight shaking.

"What's wrong?"

"S-sorry… W-wait just a minute," Erika took a deep breath and turned to her brother, "O-okay, I'm ready." She told him.

"Okay, but first… let go of my hand." Ritsu told her.

Erika held the hand holding the scissors tightly as her own hand shook, but a calm smile remained on her face.

"O-Okay…" Erika responded but her grip only tightened.

"Rika…"

"Y-yeah… I know… just a bit…" Erika told him.

"Rika…"

"What?"

"My hand hurt…"

~*~ Few Hours Later

It was an hour before dinner and Tatsuya entered the home greeted by Manabe and the maids.

"Welcome home, Master Tatsuya." Manabe and the maids took his coat and bag.

"Thanks, Manabe-san," He looked around to see if Erika and Ritsu was going to greet him like usual, but the house was strangely silent. "Where's Ritsu and Eri?" he asked.

"Master Ritsue and Lady Erika are in the parlor in the west wing." Manabe told him, "Shall I go call for them?"

"No, it's fine. I'll go greet them." He told him. As he got closer to the parlor, he heard small sniffling and the voice of Ritsu panicking.

"R-Rika! Calm down!"

"B-b-b-but…"

Tatsuya kept calm and opened the door, "Oi, What are you two…"

His voice trailed off, seeing Erika is the chair trying to hold her tears, with Ritsu holding a pair scissors in his hands. The two turned to him with a surprised look. Tatsuya turned to his twin.

"Ritsu…" he muttered.

"I swear! It's not what it looks like!" Ritsu yelled holding his hand up.

*Eventually they did manage to cute Erika's hair… just six month after…