"What do you think?" His friend replied.
"It really wasn't my fault. It was Haruna."
"Kaname?"
A sigh.
"What now?
"Itsuki..." Kaname turned to look at the blonde boy, sitting on the box of mop heads.
"You hate me don't you?"
"Yes."
Itsuki sniffled. "Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?"
"Because you know your sister better than anyone else does. You should have known this was a trick."
"Maaaaaaaybeeeeee..." Itsuki said, drawing the word out annoyingly.
Kaname's eye twitched. "I'm suddenly having thoughts of murder."
Itsuki scooted his box further away from him. Or at least tried. Afterall, not only were they locked in the stupid closet, they were handcuffed together as well.
There was another long silence.
Then Itsuki laughed, trying to lighten the mood. "Hehehe...Well, you may hate me now, Kaname, but I know for a fact we'll always be best friends! Till death do us part!"
Another pause. Then...
"That may be sooner than you think, Itsuki."
--End--
