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No matter how sunny it may be, it might as well be raining in Haku's. The poor girl could never find happiness no matter where she went, the people she lived with didn't help the depression she felt on a regular basis, and her drinking wasn't doing her any good either. No matter what setting, no matter how joyous it may be, Haku's presence was enough to suck the life out of it. So that's why she spent her time alone, in the park, sitting on the bench under the tree. Her head bowed, sometimes buried with in her hands, her face cringed up and red, her eyes wet and burning, and her head ached from all the squinting she did. The people who passed by wouldn't do anything but let the silver haired girl wallow in self loathing, no one had the time to get caught up in an unnoficials misery.
Well, that is, until Kaito happened to pass by Haku.
So when Haku had her face buried in her hands, she was taken by surprise when she felt the empty space on the bench next to her get taken, she lifted her head from her hands and looked next t her, seeing the blue haired man with that eerily innocent smile on his face, with his hand held out towards her, holding a Styrofoam bowl of peach colored ice cream.
Despite the nice gesture, it was foreign to Haku, she scowled, "What are you doing?' She asked bitterly.
Kato's smile vanished and his eyes opened, tilting his head slightly, "You don't like ice cream?" He asked in an innocent tone, it only made it creepier; of course Kaito didn't have the best reputation. He and Haku never talked much, and that smile of his… he just had a creepy aura around him whenever he had it on his face, he didn't even have to have it. He just came off like he will snap your neck at any moment. But like Haku had any interaction with the officials besides Meiko, maybe they were just rumors.
"I didn't say that." She retorted, crossing her arms, "What are you doing?"
"Well, I was going to take a seat to enjoy my ice cream when I saw you sitting here and thought you would like some," Kaito smiled a kind smile, "ice cream cheers me up."
"Well maybe you should get to know someone before you do things like that." She turned, looking away from him, but Kaito didn't seem to give up.
"So you don't like ice cream?" He asked again. Haku eyes widen is shock, what was he, stupid? Haku looked over her shoulder, her eyebrows furrowed together.
"No," she responded, "I'm saying I don't like idiots who just do something like that."
"What? You mean you just sit here crying and you don't expect anyone to help?" Kaito seemed genuinely confused.
"I don't cry; I just come here to think." Her voice became quiet, as if the last part was meant for her to hear, "And to get away from that hell hole."
"So you don't want anyone to talk to you, it seems like you need someone to talk to."
She scoffed, "I don't come out here so people can sympathize with me, not like they could to begin with."
"Oh, but maybe they can." Kaito smiled hopefully. "You'll never know, you need to let people in."
"Now why the hell would I do-"
Kaito cut her off, as sad look on his face as he placed his free hand over his face dramatically, as if defeated by her constant insistence that she didn't want help, "Oh, I was afraid you would react like this, except-" He smiled sadly, sliding his hand off his face "I thought you would swat it out of my hands or something, that would really be mean." He chucked, and faced forward as if to get up, "Well, I guess I'll be going, sorry for interrupting." He sat up, Haku gasped, a surprised look on her face as she looked at Kaito get up
"Wait!"
For a split second, there was a malice filled smile on Kaito's face before he turned around with that frown he had just a few moments ago. "What is it?"
"It's just that." Haku stuttered, trying to find the words, "You should've done something earlier, I mean, you just thought of doing this."
"Well, your reaction wasn't much help, do you want to talk about it? I just want to help, I mean, you look so sad all the time." He held out his free hand, an act of chivalry, or kindness. Haku looked at it as if she didn't know what to do with it, "Do you want to talk to someone about it?"
Haku felt her face become a bit warm, and lifted up her hand, maybe this would be good for her, to talk about her problems, even if no one was listening. But maybe Kaito will listen to her, Meiko was a drunk, like hell she'd have any good advice. Kaito took her hand before she could raise it up all the way and yanked her up onto her feet, Haku groaned out in pain, the grip on her hand was hard, but it loosened when she was up on her feet, but the pull was forceful enough that if it weren't for Kaito quickly grabbing onto her shoulder she would've landed on him. Kaito chuckled, looking at Haku.
"You ok?" He asked, Haku nodded, and Kaito once again took her hand and led her towards one of the tables, which weren't far away. Taking the closest one near by, Kaito let go of Haku's hand so she could take a seat, and he took the one opposite. Once he sat down, he slid the bowl over to Haku, she looked down at it, seeing that most of it had melted, she looked at it, disappointed, Kaito saw the look in her eyes and chuckled.
"Well, you did take a while, but it's still good." He tried to encourage her to eat it, Haku smiled and took the plastic spoon that was sticking out of it, and looked at the dripping blob of ice cream on it, she hasn't had ice cream in a while, and the last flavor she had was vanilla. It smelt fruity, so much she was afraid she wouldn't like it, she wasn't one for sweet things. She looked at Kaito, who's smile got wider when she looked at him as if to encourage her. Haku looked back at the spoonful of ice cream and put it in her mouth, and upon feeling the cool sweet treat in her mouth, she let out a sound of delight. It was so sweet, so smooth, and it melted in her mouth, filling it was a peach flavored crème.
She took the spoon out of her mouth and swallowed the ice cream, a bright smile on her face, it was probably the truest and happiest smile anyone has seen on her face, and Kaito had the privilege to see it. He tilted his head, closing his eyes, "You like it?"
Haku looked at him, nodding with an agreeing hum before digging to at the ice cream at an alarmingly fast rate. "I know just where to go for ice cream." He said, then he opened his eyes to see Haku wolfing down the ice cream, he frowned, looking worriedly at her. "Wait." He reached out towards her, "Don't eat to fast or you'll-" He was then cut off by Haku letting out a pained moan and grabbing her forehead as she cringed her face in pain. "Brian freeze" He finished, watching as Haku moaned in pain, it was probably the first she has gotten in a while, seeing how much pain it caused her, he got up, then too a seat next to her and used on hand to grab her shoulder. "Here." He used his other hand to force her head from her hand so he could get enough room, "I have a trick." Kaito took his hand from her shoulder, made it into a fist with his thumb sticking out, and the stuck his thumb inside of her mouth.
Haku gasped on his thumb, feeling it press against the roof of her mouth, "Hey, what are you-" She complained, albeit muffled against his thumb in her mouth, she tried licking his hand in an effort to disgust him and pull his hand out of her mouth (which to her surprise his hand tasted like strawberries) but then she felt the pain in her head start to slowly fade away as Kaito pressed it against the roof of her mouth, and when the pain subsided, Kaito pulled his saliva covered thumb from her mouth and wiped it off his jacket.
"Pressing your thumb against the roof of your mouth makes it go away."
Haku scowled, "You could've told me that instead of sticking your thumb in my mouth, I could've bitten it off."
Kaito smiled, "But you didn't." He giggled, giving her chin a few strokes of his thumb before pulling it away, "And that's what matters, I don't think you would want a thumb in your mouth as much as I would, right?"
Haku blushed, recoiling in her seat, if she was wise, she would've left then and there, and for some reason, she didn't want to, like something was keeping her there. She sighed, shaking her head, there were rumors that Kaito wasn't exactly right in the head, was this what they meant? It must be, no one just shoves their thumb into other people's mouths.
"But, I didn't invite you here just so we could do that, I wanted to talk to you, it's clear you need someone to tell your problems to." He scotched back in his seat, wanting to give Haku room.
"Oh, right." Haku looked back at her ice cream, taking in another spoonful to get the taste of Kaito's hand out of her mouth. Kaito looked at her, and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"So." He began, "Where do want to start? You don't have to tell me everything, just why you feel sad all the time, after all, it isn't right for such a pretty girl to spend most of her time crying."
Haku's eyes widen at the words 'pretty girl', it was one of the few compliments she had received. She blushed, gasping softly before recoiling, looking away from the blue haired man. "Well." She said quietly, "I guess it's mostly because of how I'm treated."
"Examples." Kaito urged her, although she could tell he wasn't trying to come off as demanding.
She was silent, trying to come up with something before continuing, "I'm one of the older fan-mades, older than most of the official ones. Older than Luka, Gakupo, even Rin and Len, and yet I'm still seen as fan-made." She stopped, reaching over to take another bite of her ice cream before she saw Kaito take the spoon along with a dollop of ice cream in it; she looked at him, seeing him hold the spoon near her mouth. Her blush got darker, and after a moments hesitation she took the spoon into her mouth, once again having her mouth filled with that sweet, fruity cream. She pulled her mouth off of the spoon and swallowed the ice cream, the taste lingering in her mouth once again; it was like some sort of truth serum, because it was easier to tell Kaito her problems. She sighed, "I was in Project diva, I even have my own song that was made by Monty and yet, I'm still unofficial. I still don't even have a voice; I'm just the failed result of a noob trying out Miku. And now, having a Vocaloid out of tune is the next big thing. What if I just disappear? Hell, being out here is something most of the others can't do." Or perhaps the others just didn't like being outside of the sewers, the light hurts their eyes, it was to a lesser extent for Haku, Neru, and Dell.
"But have you ever thought that it was intentional? If you're just Miku with a deeper voice, I'd wish it was you who had the spotlight and she was simply a high pitched version of you."
Haku gasped, looking at Kaito who still had that bright smile on his face, "Haku, you need to stop thinking so negatively, and just be thankful you aren't like the others. You have what most of them don't, soon enough you'll have your own voice."
Haku blinked at him for a moment, and scowled, "Stop saying things like that." She said, her voice now low, "You're only saying those things."
Kaito frowned, "No, I'm not."
"Yes, all those sugared words won't get you anywhere. Now I told you my sad story, now tell me what made you think this was a good idea?" Her voice started to tremble.
"Haku." Kaito said sadly, it sounded like Haku was about to cry, "I'm not lying."
"Shut up." Haku's voice started to crack, "Just, leave me alone…"
"Haku." He said again, "Is it because you'd been lied to way to much?"
"Shut up!" She screamed, lifting her head up to show the tears in her eyes, "Stop trying to make me feel better, it's not working!"
"It was working a moment ago, and then you were convinced I was lying to you, see." Kaito stopped to grab Haku's chin and force her to look at him again, "You're not getting what I'm saying, you're thinking about what can go wrong. If I was lying, it'd be better to convince yourself that I wasn't, but I'm not lying."
Haku let out a gasp, blinking away a few tears; Kaito watched them quickly slide down her cheeks and between his fingers. Kaito stared at her for a bit, and let out a shaky breath, like he was just as surprised and unsure as she was. Kaito leaned down, and took his hand from her chin and wrapped his arms around her.
Haku gasped, feeling Kaito rest his head on her shoulder, his hands slipping around her, stroking her long silver ponytail gently. Haku stared at the background behind him, her eyes filled with shock as Kaito petted her head.
"Haku, I'm not lying." He whispered in her hair. "But perhaps…" He added, quiet, to a point Haku thought he was just whispering sweet nothings in his ear before she felt her hair slide from the position it was usually in, wrapped up in a ponytail. Something slipped, and her eyes opened, a confused look on her face as she felt her hair spread along her back, her eyes widen and she pushed Kaito away, feeling her hair drag along. When Kaito was away from her, his hand was held out, showing a long purple and black ribbon. She stared at it, and then looked back him in shock.
"What the…" She muttered.
"I figured we could start things off like this."
Her mood did a complete one eighty at Kaito's action, her eyes brows kitted together and her face once again became red with anger. "Let's start what off?' She asked, getting a bit crossed.
Kaito smiled, back to that creepy child like one, "You'll have to figure that out Haku, I've been walking by, seeing you so depressed, and for petty reasons."
Petty? "What the fuck do you mean by petty?!"
Kaito clicked his tongue at her tone as he nodded in disapproval. "Temper, Haku, we don't want to start this off on the wrong foot now, do we?"
"Start what off?" She asked again, her voice becoming louder, getting impatient with Kaito.
"You won't get to know with that attitude." Kaito said, frowning, "Now, I really don't care how much this ribbon is to you, I'm keeping it for the time being." Then he smiled, "I mean, your hair looks really pretty down like that, don't you want to look pretty, all that crying won't do you any good."
Haku gasped, getting angrier with the blue haired man, "I didn't ask you for fucking beauty tips, now give me back my fucking ribbon." Haku tried to grab the ribbon from Kaito, but he pulled his hand away.
"Watch your language, such a pretty girl shouldn't be tossing curse words like that, it makes you look ugly." He wagged a finger at her with a menacing smile, like he was enjoying this.
Haku gasped, not at him calling her ugly, but how he seemed to go from calling her pretty to telling her how to be pretty for him. It was really starting to piss her off, while Haku stuttered in anger, Kaito shoved the ribbon into his pocket.
"I'm taking this ribbon, your hair looks better down, don't you want to look nice for me?"
"Who said I wanted to impress you?" She spat, disgusted at Kaito's claim.
"Aw…" He coos, "I'm she the others will think the same, and that someone will comment on how lovely you look with your hair down while you come running after me screaming murder." He said mockingly before he got up onto his feet, "So go on, at any time look for me, I'm sure they'll let you up on the main floor, right?" He tilted his head, and giggled before turning and walking away, "I'm sure I'll be seeing you later, and that I'll be needing a new door at some point." He added with another eerie chuckle at the end before walking away while waving 'good-bye' over his shoulder, leaving Haku to wonder what he was trying to do.
She sat there for a while, her hair heavy enough that keeping her head forward wasn't easy as it was with her hair pulled back into a ponytail. It wasn't until Haku noticed the ice cream was fully melted and warm that she had to get up, an angry look on her face, she growled at the still bowl of melted ice cream and pulled back her hand before whipping it down towards the bowl and knocking it onto the ground, peach ice cream splattering on the table and the ground next to the table, spilling from the cup and forming a puddle around it. The sweet taste that the ice cream left a bad taste in her mouth, a sickly sweet taste that almost made her gag.
"What the hell did he mean?' She muttered to herself, "Is this some game he's playing?" She bowed her head, her eye twitching, "That blue haired fucker will learn better if he's gonna fuck with me."
