Ayato was never one to show emotions, unless it was anger. He wasn't one to cry, smile, or any of that useless shit. There was no use of showing them, because the moment anyone did so, they would use it against them. He learned that once he entered the Aogiri Tree.

The last time he remembered showing any emotion. was when he heard the news of his aneki's shitty as she was, she still took care of him, even though he would never admit it to anyone. And as long as he remembered, she still loved him.

Even though Ayato was always cruel to her.

There was no use of remembering her, because now, she was in the past. There was no use of remembering all that she sacrificed and did for him. There was no use of crying all over again for her.

Crying wasn't going to bring her back anyways.

The new brunette girl that joined Aogiri was from Anteiku as well, and he couldn't help but feel slightly attracted to her, even though he wouldn't show it. Ayato knew for a fact that she was attracted to him as well. He would feel her eyes on him, almost every single moment. And some how, she would always either walk behind him or sit next to him during meetings. He didn't mind it, not like she was a threat anyways.

The first time they talked was when Eto put him to train her. She was so silent and shy when they first started, it was almost disturbingly cute. It was the first time he ever thought that way of girl.

"Your Touka Onii-Chan's brother." They had been alone in the training room, and at the beginning there was nothing but awkward silence. That was until she decided to speak up first.

"Yeah, why?" At that moment, the sound of his aneki's name was too crude. Whenever he heard or even thought about it, Ayato would get angry. He didn't understand why she had to mention her right now. What did she gain?

She didn't say anything when he replied, and he thought immediately that she was just trying to mock him. He was ready to implant his fist into her 'innocent' face, but before he could do any of that, he felt someone embrace him suddenly and that caused his mind to go blank. He could feel his sweater become wet with water, and sobs became filling the atmosphere. And in all honesty, he didn't know what he was thinking when he suddenly wrapped his arms around her and returned that embrace.

"Gomenasai…" she choked out, gripping onto his sweater. "I was there when it happened, a-and I didn't do anything." She was trembling while she was speaking, and he didn't know whether it was because of anger or sadness. "But I'll become stronger! I promise I'll listen to you!" When she had looked at him, her face soaked with tears and her eyes were yelling vegance. "And I promise I won't disappoint you!"

That was the first time he saw her shed tears.

Tears that weren't of sadness.

Tears that were of anger.

There will be four other parts to this story, and I'm trying to aim for 500 words for each of them.

I'm sorry for any mistakes and just like how I stated in my other story, if you don't like the ship, don't click on this story. I don't mind constructive criticism, it is warmly welcomed.

Sorry for any grammatical errors or any ooc-ness.

Enjoy,

Faan (TCC2000)

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