Miyuki sat slouched on the sofa half watching a documentary on some kind of animal but she wasn't paying enough attention to it to remember hat it was. Life had been so boring since the school was closed for the students to recover both physically and mentally but for Miyuki, the break was unneeded and dull. She checked her phone for the millionth time that minuet and unsurprisingly, there were no new messages. Miyuki sighed. Everyone but her was busy either at their families, on a trip or in rehabilitation courses all day, even Tatsuya was hard at work inventing a gadget. So there she was, staring into space.
"Shouldn't you be enjoying time off school?" Tatsuya mocked.
"I would be if there was anything to do."
"Hmm, you could go for a walk," he suggested and briskly walked to his workshop in the basement, giving no time for Miyuki to protest. With a groan, she got up and headed to the front door. she put her shoes on and heard the ringing of the house phone as she was about to leave. Who could that be? She wondered, skipping to the phone.
"Hello? Miyuki speaking," She greeted, curious to know who was calling.
"Hello, this is Masaki. I called to ask if you and your brother were OK," Masaki explained sounding slightly on edge.
"Hmm? We're fine, we didn't get badly hurt, just a few cuts and scrapes," Miyuki assured, "How are you? You came with reinforcements, didn't you?"
"Yes, I was but luckily I wasn't injured, either."
"That's good to hear. Is your school closed, too?" She asked, noticing he was calling in school hours.
"Yeah, not many people were badly injured but a lot were shaken by the experience. It seems as though everyone is taking this chance to get away from here, most of my friends have already left!" Masaki laughed, sounding more casual.
"You too? The city is going to be empty at this rate. Everyone's so busy and there's nothing to do; normally, I'd be so happy to hear that school was closed for a month but I've been so bored!" There was a crackle on the other end of the call and Miyuki assumed he'd dropped it. "Hello? Are you OK?"
"Sorry about that, I'm fine," he said, sounding flustered. " By the way, do you have my number?"
"Umm...," Miyuki checked her mobile contacts, noticing Masaki wasn't one of them, "No, I don't. I take it you don't have my mobile, either." She typed the number Masaki was saying into her mobile, saved it, and sent a message saying her name. "Did you get it?"
"Yep. Call or text me whenever you're bored, I'm not doing anything this month so I should be free. In fact, if you're not doing anything now, do you want to meet up somewhere? He offered.
"Sure, where?"
"I know a great café, I'll meet you at the fountain in 10."
"Ok, see you there," Miyuki said and hung up. She put her mobile in her bag and once again headed for the door.
Masaki's heart was racing in his chest Why did I do this? How did this happen? he asked himself, fidgeting on a bench by the fountain. Over two hours had passed and Miyuki didn't respond to the texts he sent asking where she was so naturally, he was worried if she was alright. Then out of the corner of his eye he identified the slim, black haired woman stumbling tiredly over in his direction amongst the busy crowd of people. She visibly straitened up and composed herself when she noticed him looking at her but she couldn't hide the dullness still in her eyes. He walked towards her and supported her with his arm
"What happened?" Masaki asked obviously concerned and guided her to the bench so she could sit down. Her head was down and Masaki noticed her panting slightly. Oddly, she didn't look hurt.
"Sorry - I'm late - Onii-sama - held me up for tests," she said between breaths.
"Tests? Tests don't leave a person in a state you're in, you're exhausted!"
"He was testing my physical - and magical limits to enhance - my CAD, I'm fine, don't worry," Miyuki assured, giving Masaki a ghostly smile.
"Why did you come out then?"
"You were waiting." Miyuki tilted her head in confusion, seemingly bewildered as to why he even asked the question.
"That's no excuse, you need to rest! What if you were attacked when you have no way to retaliate?" Miyuki looked away and seemed offended for some reason.
"But you waited for so long..." Miyuki trailed off. Her eyes were blood shod and half open, her skin had a greyish hue and she started to sway.
"I'm taking you home, what's your address?" Masaki caviled. He had lost a lot of respect for Tatsuya for letting Miyuki out like this and also for draining her this much.
"225...Maringdale...Road..." Miyuki muttered before finally giving in to exhaustion and passed out. Surprised by this, Masaki helplessly flailed his arms to catch her with haste before she fell. Good thing she told him her address. Masaki started to pick her up when the realization hit him like a boxer's punch that Tatsuya often treats his sister like this, like a lab rat. For a brief moment, he considered taking him back to his instead where she would be cared for but thought it could be classed as abduction and Tatsuya probably didn't do things like that often. Internal raging moment over, Masaki started to walk towards Maringdale Road. What a waste of a thought.
Masaki looked down at the figure in his arms and smiled at how peaceful she looked now that she was in a deep sleep.
What's that noise? Miyuki wondered as she tried zone into the argument she could hear. She was in a firm grip that was most likely a person holding her and alarm bells started ringing in her mind that she could have been abducted but she was too tired to do anything about it. Why worry now when I can worry later when I can think straight? She told herself and sleepily moved to a more comfortable, warm position.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT'S FOR HER OWN GOOD? SHE PASSED OUT IN PUBLIC, IF SHE DID SO BEFORE I SAW HER, ANYTHING COULD HAVE HAPPENED TO HER. WHY DID YOU LET HER GO?" Masaki belted, furious with Tatsuya's excuses. His blood was boiling and if he didn't have Miyuki still in his arms, Masaki would have punched him.
"Her CAD is more efficient now and has better safety mechanisms for if she reaches her limit. As to letting her go out, she seemed to have recovered and I thought she would have been fine. That was my mistake and I shouldn't have let her, there is no excuse for it," Tatsuya countered, smoothly with a tone of guilt in his voice which was unlike him. Masaki would have been too angry with him to take any of it into account but Miyuki shuffled in his arms, distracting him and brought him back to reality. What Tatsuya said was right about Miyuki's CAD and he even admitted he was wrong about allowing Miyuki to leave. He took in a deep sigh and calmed down.
"I'm sorry for getting so angry and raising my voice, it was rude of me and I was blinded by my emotions," he admitted and passed Miyuki over to Tatsuya.
"You had reason and thank you for carrying Miyuki back, it's as you said, anything could have happened to her if you weren't there...Hmm..." Tatsuya began to think.
"What it it?" Masaki inquired knowing that Tatsuya's judgment was usually right (except today) and could tell that something was off by his mannerisms; he didn't know Tatsuya that well but he was 'easy to know' by his cliche character.
"I was just thinking...if the circumstance calls for it, you would protect and look after Miyuki, would you not?"
"What? Yes, I certainly would," Masaki replied shocked , the question was such a surprise to him.
"Come in," Tatsuya moved aside and gestured towards the door. Not knowing what was going on, Masaki did as he was told and was led into a living room. By Tatsuya's orders, he sad on a chair. Tatsuya laid his sister on the sofa and walked over to sit at the adjacent chair. "Times have changed because of the terrorist attack; the military has become a lot more strict but this place is still chaos behind the scenes as I'm sure you're aware of, being in the heir to the Ichijo family and because of this, I have to leave for work," Tatsuya explained.
"Yes, I know but why do you and what 'work' is this? I trust you but this sounds very suspicious," Masaki replied, suddenly serious.
"You know that I'm a good engineer who has shown good combat skills so does this ccome as a shock that the army wants to use these skills. Anyway, I cant refuse their orders and I want someone to make sure that Miuki doesn't get into any unnecessary trouble. You can see what my problem is and I'm sure you can see where you fit into this?"
"I will watch out for her but your answer to my question is too vague to be believable. I'm not sure what you're doing but don't get into anything illegal," Misaki warned.
"So much for trust. Fine, if you must know I trust that you wont tell anyone. Tch, I would have thought you'd have known that I'm fairly high ranking in the military Ministry of Defense."
"I know that but there's something more isn't there? I searched you and there are no records of you in there." Tatsuya looked genuinely shocked
"You searched me?" Masaki nodded. "You're correct, there are no records of me anywhere besides the school, and the same goes for Miyuki, but what of my alias? Have you heard of a Taurus Silver?" Masaki didn't respond and instead stared, agape. "So you can do it?" Tatsuya dismissed, before darker secrets could be revealed. Masaki nodded. "Good. I hope nothing bad happens."
"I won't let anything happen to her," Masaki declared, still a mix between shocked and serious.
"I'm going the day after tomorrow so sort things out." Miyuki's head popped up behind the sofa and looked at the two blankly.
"What's going on?" She asked in a yawn.
I was so tempted to leave the story when I came to a stop at 999 words, then chapter 1 would be 666 and chapter 2 would be 999. 3spooky5me XD
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR FAVS, FOLLOWS AND REVIEWS THAT MAKE ME FEEL LIKE A BETTER WRITER THAN I PROBABLY AM! *cries in the corner for being a terrible, boring writer*
WoD: Cavil - To raise trivial objections OR to oppose stupid ones -(the 1 I used) ((they mean the opposite though))
I can finally go to bed! Be grateful that I was up till 1 because I thought I was close to ending...hour later, I'm close to ending...2 hours later...The reason Miyuki passed out wasn't because of plot but was really a representation of my current mental and physical health :) plot twist.
Wow, just saved it and to think i could have ended 1000 words ago...
