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A/N: So hey guys! Here's another chapter of Complications! BTW, the future plot is going to be according to the anime. Not all episodes, of course.
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Once again, a girl with short black hair approaches the two twins.
She asks them a bunch a silly questions. The ruder twin seems to be annoyed by the weird questions, however, the kinder one doesn't seem to mine at all.
"What's your favorite colors?"
"Blue." Hikaru replied, yawning loudly.
"Orange." Kaoru replied, smiling at her.
"What's your favorite hobby?"
"Playing pranks." Hikaru said without any sort of hesitation.
"I guess you could say that I like designing things. "
Kaoru replied carefully.
The two twins eventually get tired of answering all the questions. So, it becomes common for this question to be heard.
"So, what about you?"
And then Misaki would smile and elaborate, a twin who looked impatient and stopped listening, and a twin who had been listening the whole time with a thoughtful look on his face.
As time flew by, the questions became conversations. Hikaru never did lose that annoyed look on his face but it did somewhat fade over time. Kaoru's thoughtful expression never left his face either, as if everything she said was etched deeply in his mind.
There was the rude remarks time to time, (Mostly Hikaru) in which an offended expression would appear on her face and the two would laugh at her, then she would start laughing at herself, and then people would stare and remark at how crazy they were.
And seeing how well they got along with each other, and simply how miraculous it was, a dispute was now, inevitable.
In fact, it could happen any moment.
Complications were bound to happen, after all.
Approximately 3 months had passed since Misaki and the brothers had met. Misaki was sitting by the side of the fountain, waiting for her driver to pick her up and bring her back home.
(She didn't have karate with Mitsukuni and Mori-senpai. There was only lessons on Monday and Friday. Today was a Thursday)
Her plans to go home and sleep were disrupted when someone decided to kidnap her.
She was suddenly pulled from her spot and she tugged back at the force.
"Come on! Just come with me, will you?"
The person looked back at her, groaning.
She sighed.
"Kaoru, what are you doing?"
Kaoru, who let go of her arm, replied hastily, staring off towards his left.
"D-Don't be an idiot! I-I'm Hikaru!"
"Really!" He added.
"Mmhmmm." She nodded, before adding. "If you're Hikaru, I'm Kaoru!"
Kaoru looked at the ground sheepishly.
"Never mind, come on! I want to take you somewhere. Just follow me, ok?"
She laughed as Kaoru grabbed her hand and started to gently lead her somewhere.
She took out her phone and messaged her driver that she would go home herself that day. She shoved her pink-colored handphone back into her pocket.
They gradually broke into a run, with Kaoru leading and her being dragged behind. The wind was whipping at her hair and she didn't have trouble keeping up, though it was really, really hard to run in the school shoes.
"We're here."
Misaki barely noticed that they've stopped.
They were at...an ice cream parlour?
Apparently this place was known for delicious ice cream. They walked in the large doors and a bell chimed.
Kaoru spoke first, a little awkwardly.
"So...Well...What flavors do you want?"
"Um...I-it's okay! I can order it on my own!"
Kaoru nudged her.
"Come on. I'll treat you." He smiled down at her.
The girl grinned at him.
"Really? Don't regret it, ok?"
Kaoru laughed.
"No. I won't. Don't worry about it."
They got their ice creams and happily dug in.
Misaki had cookie dough, chocolate and strawberry.
Kaoru had vanilla, peppermint and strawberry.
In short, the ice cream was awesome.
Every scoop melted in their mouth with an amazing texture and aromatic taste. The whipped cream and chocolate sprinkles made it even more delicious.
She thanked Kaoru a lot of times...He seemed glad, too.
The ice cream here is great, and there ice-cream cake here, as well!
Mitsukuni would love this! She would have to tell him the next time she saw him.
As she followed Kaoru out of the shop, he suddenly grabbed her hand again.
"What's wrong, Kaoru?"
Kaoru scratched the back of his head sheepishly.
"Hey, don't tell Hikaru or anyone about this, ok? I told him I went to the library."
"Sure." She shrugged.
Being the gentleman he was, Kaoru offered to walk her back home. Which honestly was very sweet of him. Misaki did know for a fact that Hikaru would not have done anything like that.
It was a really long distance, but neither of them really cared.
They didn't even notice that they were still holding hands until they reached her house.
They hastily let go before turning away awkwardly.
Kaoru was about to leave when he was stopped by her.
"Hey. Thanks a lot, Kaoru!"
Misaki smiled, her bright green eyes shining.
She walked up to him and quickly tip-toed while pecking him on his cheek.
Kaoru was glowing. He looked red.
"You feeling alright, Kaoru? Do you want an ice pack?" Misaki frowned.
"N-no thanks."
"You sure?" Misaki placed her hand on his forehead. "You feel warm. You should get some rest when you get home, OK?"
"Y-Yeah. Thank you, Misaki."
She smiled and started walking towards her house
"Misaki?"
"Do you want to hang out like this again, sometime?"
"I'd love to."
"Ok then... See you tomorrow, Misaki."
"See you tomorrow, Kaoru!"
Misaki grinned and waved at Kaoru, before whipping out her keys and opening her door.
When she was inside, she greeted the maids, and made her way up to her room.
As she was in the room washing her hands and face, there was suddenly a knock on the door.
Misaki quickly dried her hands and face.
"It's Ok! You may come in!"
A maid that she didn't recognise came into her room.
"Mistress, your father has called and told you to check your email. He said that he has sent something important to you."
Misaki nodded.
"Thanks!"
As the maid started to take her leave, Misaki tried to stop her.
"May I know your na-?"
She was cut off by the door closing.
Apparently, her father banned any kind of interaction with the maids.
Misaki sighed. She walked to computer, switched it on and accessed her email.
For some reason, she had a bad feeling about this.
She scrolled through her list of new emails, but she couldn't even see her father's name.
She clicked on one sent by her father's acquaintance. That feeling of dread grew in her stomach with every line she read.
She clenched her fists and bit her lips in frustration.
She couldn't help it. Tears started trailing down her cheeks, like a river flowing into a deep, never-ending pool.
Shinozaki-san,
Your father wanted me to tell you this:
He wants you to start packing all your clothes and anything special to you quickly, and that the maids will be allowed to assist you.
He said that you will be leaving for the U.S next week, Friday, after school. That also means that there will be no karate lesson next Friday.
He also said that you will be enrolled in a school there until it is no longer necessary for you to stay there and you can go back to Japan. It might never happen, though. He said that he has already informed your school and your karate instructor, so the only thing to be settled is your luggage.
That's all.
Have a nice day!