Mana Hitomi... that is my name.
As a child I was always smiling, clinging to that man as if my life depended on it. I could not let go of him, could not bear to see him come to harm. Perhaps that is what got me into this situation to begin with.
That overwhelming love for my brother, my inability to fight him for any reason, is going to be the death of us all.
"Hitomi-chan?"
I don't need to look up to know who the speaker is, but I do it anyway, pushing off the wall with my foot because I don't feel like taking my hands out of my pockets.
"Toki-kun, is something wrong?"
Those monochromatic eyes of his are focused on me again, something akin to concern in them. He is unusually serious when he speaks this time, "Shouldn't I be asking you that?"
I yawn, finally removing one hand from my pocket to cover my mouth and then lazily brushing a wayward strand of jet black hair from my face.
Yes something is wrong. I want to say, brother has betrayed us of course something is wrong. I have been discarded...just like before...
"I wonder..." I reply as I stroll tiredly passed him, "I'm going to take a nap..."
"Hitomi-chan."
I stop mid step, curious to hear what he has to say, "01 was sighted yesterday..."
I start walking again, giving Toki a half hearted backwards wave, "Thanks for the information... but I don't care what that guy does anymore."