Anxious hands fidgeted with the loose thread on the end of the worn out sweater. Tugging at it, twirling it around a slender finger, only to loosen it and return to playing with it. The sleeves wouldn't ride up to the place they were supposed to set due to the puffy sleeves of the yellow dress underneath. Miyuki dropped to the floor dramatically. Her hair shielding her face as she moped about the hideous uniform she was forced to wear.
A soft knock resounded in the room, but Miyuki remained in her spot in front of the grand mirror. Kaname popped his head inside and rushed to his sister's side once he found her on the floor, thinking the worst. "Miyuki" he spoke quietly, afraid if he raised his tone the girl before him would shatter. He reached to touch her, but was alarmingly met by coral orbs. "W-What's wrong?" he asked cautiously, his eye swimming with concern. Miyuki extended her left arm to her side, giving Kaname a better look at was wrong. She attempted to pull her sweater over he shoulder, but it just wouldn't fit.
Kaname stared at her dumfounded "eh?" he asked her, not understanding what she wanted. Miyuki let out an exaggerated sigh as she fell to her side and planted her face to the floor. "eh!?" he exclaimed, now even more confused by her sudden theatricals. He remained in his spot as he poked her side, but she remained stiff and uncommunicative. "Miyuki…we're going to be late" he sighed as he too nestled the floor.
His purple gaze was fixed on her head, waiting for his little sister to look at him. After a moment of silence, Miyuki turned her head, so her eyes were locked onto his. "Mustard" she murmured with a deadpan face. "What?" he asked confused but once he finally noticed the dress she was wearing, he had to stifle a laugh the best he could. Miyuki glared at him before burying her head into the floor once more. "Gomen…" he chuckled lightly as he moved to get up. He shook his head, trying his best to go back to his serious self.
Once Kaname finally composed himself, he picked the petite girl off the floor and dropped her on her bed. He disappeared into her closet, which caused the girl to sit up curiously. She tiptoed her way to the doorway and glanced inside, but once her brother was about to turn around, she rushed back to her bed and planted her face in the cushiony mattress. "There!" And with that she felt something being tossed beside her head. "Now get dressed, we're already late."
Miyuki didn't budge until she heard her door click shut. She moved her head slowly and glanced around the room, just to make sure he wasn't there. Once she was sure that the coast was clear, she finally glanced down at the outfit that was lying beside her. Her eyes glistened in delight as she quickly changed out of the horrendous yellow dress and into the outfit her brother had picked for her.
She slipped on her white stockings that stopped just over her knees, leaving a couple of inches of skin revealing, whereas the rest was concealed by the high-waist black skirt. She carefully tucked in her white button-up blouse, before putting on her black buckle-up shoes. She quickly reached out for her favorite item and pulled it on. Her oversized black sweater comfortably hanging off her shoulders caused the girl to almost purr in delight.
Kaname chuckled at the delighted glint in Miyuki's eyes as she descended the stairs, her little cat trailing behind her. He made a mental-note to talk to the superintendent about her new ensemble; after all, uniforms were there for a reason. But Kaname knew Miyuki wouldn't leave the estate in that, and even if she did, she would've most likely hid in an abandoned classroom. If Miyuki wasn't comfortable with what she was wearing, it clearly showed. So comfort was of utmost importance when it came to her.
The ride to the Academy was silent, seeing as both of the Nakahara children were apprehensive about going to a new school. But they both needed to change, to detach themselves from the past, so changing schools was inevitable. Kaname glanced at his sister and noticed that she was back to her nervous habit of tugging at her sweater, or more precisely 'his' sweater that she had claimed as her own.
He reached out and pulled her towards him, trying his best to relieve her of whatever troubling thoughts her mind must have been conjuring at the time. "It's going to be fine" he reassured her with a small, endearing smile. She looked up at him blankly and then back ahead "hai" her voice monotonous and detached. He ran blue and shot his face to the side "so cold." He murmured at her reaction. There he was, trying to cheer her up and she looked at him as if her were a complete idiot.
As they pulled up to the Academy, Kaname finally stopped from his incomprehensible upset murmurs, and composed himself for the long day ahead. Miyuki felt like her heart was about to jump out of her throat, but refused to reveal any hint of what was happening inside of her. Instead she just glanced up at the Academy through the tinted window with an unamused look. Kaname noticed her appearance, and readied himself for the day ahead.
"KYA!" An audience erupted as soon as Kaname stepped out of the car. He was shocked by the girls that were radiating around him, but kept up his composed and unemotional face. He turned around, trying his best to ignore the crowd and turned to the car, glancing inside only to find Miyuki pressed up against the farther end of the car. She looked like a fragile animal cowering from its predator. Kaname's eyes saddened at the sight; he really thought this would be good for her. The change…was he pushing this? Was this happening too fast?
Kaname crouched down and extended his hand into the car, as if beckoning a frail little cat to trust him. The audience of girls quieted down in curiosity, perhaps he had a brother? And that similar thought that ran through all the ladies' heads caused them all to melt.
"It's okay" Kaname reassured her. Miyuki just stared at her brother, afraid of what might be out there. "They're just stupid girls" he insulted them loud enough for their ears to pick-up. A cry of despair rang between them as the crowd began to diminish. Murmurs about Host Clubs and Princes fading away with them.
"See?" Kaname smiled reassuringly. "They're all gone." Miyuki bit her bottom lip as she dared to get off the car's floor and glance out the window. "All gone?" she repeated his words, just to make sure. "Hai" he smiled as he climbed halfway in and pulled her out of the car. Placing her on the pavement ground beside him. She cowered to his side, but he was right. Not a single soul was around.
"Ready for the journey?" he whispered to her in an enthusiastic tone. She glanced up at him blankly "No" she shot him down as she walked up the steps, leaving him behind her, frozen by her calloused reply. "Chotto matte, Miyuki!" he called out for her to wait as he ran up beside her.
Unknowingly by the two, a dark haired gentleman was watching them from one of the windows above. A focused, yet frustrated look in his eyes. "Who are you?" he murmured to himself as he tapped at his clipboard. "Okaasan! They won't let me have Haru-chan!" The blonde bellowed. "Hai, hai" Kyoya murmured as he fixed his glasses and went back to work. The mysterious siblings would be exposed soon enough.