Title: Understanding
Anime: Elfen Lied
When she came home, she was splattered in blood, and had healing gun holes all over her.
We ran to hug her. We though that she was never coming home.
Nana was the first to point out that her horns were gone. She could never be Lucy, now. She would always be Nyu, the one I knew better.
We were told about what happens when Diclonius horns break off. If one breaks off, they go into shock for a while. When both break off, they die. That brought forth the question, "why is she still alive, though?", not that I wasn't glad that she was home, of course.
Yuka was glad that Nyu was okay as well, but I could see something else in her eyes. There was something going on…. Stirring within her. She didn't like it when Nyu hugged me. Then, I remembered. I have confessed to both of them. I have told them both that I love them.
It didn't help even more when Nyu decided to ask me an important and awkward question.
"Kohta, do you still love me?"
He arms were around my neck, and she was in my lap, staring in my eyes with an innocence that is only hers, and no one else's. Behind me, Yuka stared at us. It was unnerving. It was awful. That look that she gave us burned like fire. I looked into her eyes, breaking the short trance I had going while staring into Nyu's. Then, it happened.
Yuka nodded at me. It was a small nod, and she said nothing.
She was here living with me because she was in love with me, and afraid to lose me to another girl. She was worried that Nyu would take me the most, but she also was worried that nana or Mayu would steal me away, too. I knew that, and I told her I loved her. But I don't. She's my cousin. She's like a sister to me.
In her eyes, I see understanding—complete and total understanding. She has realized that she wants what's best for me. She gave me my answer with that look even before I spoke, and then she walked out the door. She didn't cry, she didn't speak…. She just…. Left. With that, I gave Nyu my answer.
"Of course I do."
As for Yuka, I don't know what happened to her. After we told her that we were going out to eat, she said that she'd catch up to us later. She never did. When we came home, I saw that her room was empty and there was a note on the inside of the door. She had written that she went home, and signed it, "Love, Yuka." I never saw her again.