Hi everyone! It's been such a long time since I uploaded a story. However, this series has gotten into me recently hence I felt like writing something about this cute couple. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Psychic Detective Yakumo is owned by Kaminaga Manabu

Non-conveyed feelings

— Are you even listening to me, Haruka?

— Ah! Sorry Miki! I spaced out for a moment...!

I haven't been feeling well lately. I'm not sick or anything of the sort. I'm just... Anxious. It's been a year since I met Yakumo-kun for the first time, and since then, a lot of things happened. Even the conversations I hold with my friends seem so trivial and uninteresting. They are only girl-talks anyway, I used to think. I was more concerned about why Yakumo-kun and I hadn't made any progress yet. He behaves so cold towards me yet he keeps me by his side. In addition, he saves me when I'm in trouble. However, that day, my friend Miki told me the tip I was missing in one of those "girl-talks".

— Geeez...! What now? Are you thinking of that psychic man again? Yakumo-kun or whatever? — Miki hit the bull's eye.

— He's the one who saved you, remember? Don't refer to him like that...

— So you were thinking of him after all! Pfff...! —She laughed.

— Miki!

— Anyway, Haruka. How long do you plan to stay without doing anything? It's been a year already and he doesn't seem to like you for now. He is a genius, so it's out of the question to compete on intelligence. On top of that, you are not the type to care about appearances. How will you win him over then?

Miki's right. I don't have any special charms to win over a man. Leave aside Yakumo-kun, who is a rare character himself. Until that conversation I never thought about those things. I just let the time pass by.

As I had these kind of thoughts, I felt like paying Yakumo-kun a visit. I knew beforehand he would be taking a nap. He usually does nothing but eating and sleeping in that small room he likes that much. I also knew that he would complain about me barging into and putting my tea inside the fridge. He always does that. However, he has never told me to not to do it anymore. As I was remembering some more moments with him, I came to reach the building. I went up the stairs and stood in front of the door. I grabbed the door knob for an instant before I opened the door.

— Yo! — I shouted as I barged into the room.

— You again? — He said while getting up from the sofa. He yawned.

— As expected of you. Geeez...! Taking a nap at this hour!

— I don't want to hear that from you. When you come saying "yo!" with that weird voice of yours, nothing good happens afterwards.

— Well... It's not that I cause trouble on purpose!

— Whatever you call it. — He yawned again. — What is it this time?

— Do I need a reason to come here? I just felt like seeing your face. That's all.

I looked at the floor waiting for Yakumo-kun's response. But he stayed silent instead. Even though I wasn't looking at his face, I could tell that he was actually staring at me closely, in order to find out why came to see him. However, there's no way I could tell him I was worried about such an embarrassing thing as the things I discussed with Miki earlier. Never ever!

— It seems like you are concerned about something that embarrass you. — Yakumo-kun broke the silence with that sharp tongue of his.

— How...?!

— Your face is like an open book to me.

— It's nothing, really. — I had an idea. If I want to know how he feels about me... — Miki just invited me to a goukon and I don't know what to wear. — ...Let's try making him jealous!

— It's that so, a goukon. I see. Just wear whatever. It's not like it gonna make any difference. — He rubbed his head.

— Whaaat?! Wait, are you saying I don't have any charms no matter how I dress up?!

— Mmm... Kinda yes...

Those words said with such an indifferent voice hurt me for real. It was like if my chest had been stabbed. However, I didn't want Yakumo-kun to notice, so I didn't say anything more. I took my things and walked to the door. Then, I ran into Gotou-san.

— Oh, Haruka-chan, are you leaving already?

— Yes. See you, Gotou-san.

— Wait...! — I didn't even let him finish his sentence. But instead of stopping me, he looked at Yakumo-kun with a serious face. — Yakumo. What did you do to her?

— Me? I didn't do anything. We were just talking and then, she ran away like that. Who in the World can understand women?

— Then, I'll change the question. What did you told her?

— Nothing much. Just...

Luckily, I was already quite far away from Yakumo-kun's room when the tears started to fall non-stop. Since my face was already a mess, I decided to skip class and to go for a stroll in order to cool my head a little. I didn't go too far because I planned to go back soon. However, I passed by an old tall building which I hadn't seen before. It was placed in a small street next to the park which is near the University. The architecture didn't match with the rest of the buildings either, hence it caught my sight quickly. Maybe, I was too absent-minded looking at that strange construction, because I didn't notice that a young girl suddenly appeared before me. She kept looking at me with a funny expression on her face, and then she finally spoke:

— Do you want to take a look inside, miss?

— Etto... Who you may be...? — She seemed such a carefree young gal.

— I'm just an employee here. This a new shop where you can find everything you need in order to become beautiful.

— It's that so? It doesn't look like it, tho... — I looked for some kind of sign or something where I could see the name of the shop, but there were none. The girl seemed to read my intentions.

— Ah! Since the preparations for its aperture hasn't been finished, there's still no sign in the front door yet. But it's ok if you take a look. We can help you to choose clothes, do your make-up and we can even do your hairdo in the hair salon. — As she was describing me all the services, I couldn't help it but to think that that encounter was fate.

— And may I know how is your shop called?

— It's called... Madame Antoine Beauty Center.

I followed that young girl inside the shop. Her name was Isabelle. Somehow, I felt persuaded by her as she talked and I ended up entering the building. I just wanted to get a complete make-over in order to surprise Yakumo-kun. I just wanted him to see me as a woman. However, I came to my senses when I heard the door shutting down behind me. I was startled by the sound, and when I turned around to look for Isabelle, there it was.

A ghost.

— Definitely, you have no delicacy at all, haven't you, Yakumo? How can you say that to Haruka-chan? No wonder she left looking like that. — Gotou-san said after he heard about our conversation from Yakumo-kun.

— Looking what?

— As if she was about to cry. Stupid!

— ... Anyway, what trouble brings you here? — Yakumo-kun changed the topic.

— Man, do whatever you want. I won't worry even if you end up being a loner.

— And your business is...?

— I have a new paranormal case. This time is about a new beauty shop which was built in this neighborhood not long ago. According to the information that was given to me by the police, two girls disappeared after they saw the shop and their families reported it. — Gotou-san explained carefully.

— I see. And the victim's profile? — Yakumo-kun wanted to know.

— The first victim, called Godai Uta, age 19. She was quite obsessed with her appearance, spending large amounts of money in order to always look perfect. The second one, Shima Seri, age 20. She was bullied since childhood for being ugly so she hated herself a lot. As you can see, the profiles are very different.

— But the two of them have something in common: that they care for their looks.

— That's true. Well then, how about if we start for going to the shop and take a look?

— I was about to say that.

— Then, I'll see you there tomorrow. I'll send you the address later. In the meanwhile, you should look for Haruka-chan and make up with her, you rotten man!

Gotou-san left the room before Yakumo-kun could talk back to him. Then, after pacing back and forth for a few minutes, he went out of his little universe to look for me with a "I'm not looking for her, it's just that it's not like I have anything else to do anyway" - look in his face. Since I didn't seem to be around, Yakumo-kun took out his cell phone. However, someone surprised him:

— If it isn't Saitou Yakumo! What a rare sight, seeing you hanging around the campus.

— I don't know who you are, so don't poke my shoulder.

— I'm Haruka's friend, Miki! Anyway, I cannot understand what is what Haruka sees in a rude man like you. I'll get going then, see you!

— Wait. — This time was Yakumo-kun the one who stopped Miki. — Where is that airhead?

— You mean... Haruka?! Seriously, how have you been treating her? Is saying her name properly such a difficult task for you?

— I'm being serious here. Tell me where she is.

— I dunno. We were together until a hour ago or so, but after that, I lost sight of her.

— When will that goukon take place?

— Goukon did you say? What are you talking about? — With that, my little lie was exposed.

— She said you invited her to a goukon. It seemed strange, since she's not the type of woman who would go for that. I can see through her lies.

— I just told her that she should take more care about her looks. Anyway, it's just girl-talk!

— Wha...

Something made sense inside Yakumo-kun's brain. After hearing Miki's statement, he ran off without even saying anything. Then, he called Gotou-san.

— Gotou-san. Send me the address of that shop. — His voice sounded so serious.

— What's gotten into you now? You sound so nervous.

— I have to find her. That fool is in big trouble again.

What will Yakumo do? Will he be able to save Haruka? What's going on in that beauty center? Find out in the next chapter!