You managed to loose Andrew somehow in the mall,which was for the best, it seemed. After all, Kuroha was still heavily upset from what happened outside in the car, and he didn't bother to look at you. He allowed you to lead him through the mall, and you didn't look back at him. The only way you knew that he was even still there was from his hold on your arm. You both walked past another happy couple, the female laughing at something the male possible said in an obnoxious manner, and Kuroha gripped your arm tighter. You had to get through this quicker than you thought, or else Kuroha would tear your arm off.
You both approached a clothing store, one that seemed to be filled with teenage marketed merchandise, and gestured towards it. "How about this one?" He didn't respond at all, but walked in front of you and drug you inside. The cashier was, thankfully, out of sight, so the store was all to yourselves. Thank the heavens Andrew drove you there at it's opening time.
"Find anything you want, and I'll buy it, alright?" You said. He let go and shoved past you, searching for his own things. You leaned against the wall of the store and decided that he was fine on his own. You pulled out your iPod and plugged your headphones in, stick them into your ears. You had to find some way to relive your nerve's tension. Turning it to the first song you saw, you patiently gazed outside at the passing people. You decided to make a game of how many people you saw, but even after a while, you grew bored of that.
A shirt was thrown over your head, and you took out your headphones at see Kuroha holding what he desired. "Don't ignore me." He said dryly. You were relived to hear his voice again. Your heart fluttered at this.
"I'm sorry. Here, let me carry those for you." You offered. He shoved them into your arms begrudgingly, and followed you to the counter, keeping up his charade of silence. You looked around and still noticed that the cashier was still not around. You huffed. "Great. We're going to be waiting here for a while."
Kuroha tapped your shoulder and gestured towards the door marked "Employees Only." "Don't fret, Master. I'll take care of this." You noticed something black slither across the floor and gave off a small scream, moving closer to Kuroha on impulse. He chuckled darkly. A loud scream came from the door, and a teenager with thick glasses and their red dyed hair up in a bun ran out, throwing her shoe into the door.
"SNAKE. SNAKE. SNAKE. Oh, my God! Snake!" She screeched, diving behind the counter. Kuroha concealed his smile as you saw the snake hiss from the doorway, and vanished. She rose up slowly, trembling, and darted her head around to look for the snake.
"Mrs.? Why are you panicking? I don't see any snake." Kuroha gave in extra effort in his lie at waltz over to the door, glancing inwards with his creepy smile. You shuffled your feet and glanced at the cashier, her name tag read "Kacie," so you assumed that was her name, and she got up, shaking her head.
" I saw a snake. I swear. I swear! Don't think that I'm insane!" You noted that she had a country accent, and she sounded rather adorable. She glanced back up and observed you and Kuroha, especially Kuroha. She gazed at him a few more seconds before shaking her head. "I-I'm sorry, sir. Staring was impolite of me. Y-You all ready to check out?"
"That would be desirable, yes." Kuroha muttered, shoving the pile of clothes at her. She tried to put on a casual smile and flipped on a small switch, which cued the store's small radio system, and music began playing. Kuroha seemed rather distraught at this, gazing upwards. You giggled at how funny his reaction was, and he looked away, scowling. He kicked your leg while he was at it, and you cursed. He smirked. "Whoops. Leg slipped."
"Fuck. You." You growled. Kacie seemed taken aback at your language, but ignored it and began running the bar codes on the scan tron.
"Sorry about the scare, guys. I just like music to listen to while I work. It does get a bit awkward working in here alone when the only person who works here has the afternoon shift is faking being sick to skip out on a freaking Disney movie that recently came out, that promises to owe me a favor, but, you know what, screw them!" Kacie slammed her fist on the counter, then cried in pain, shaking her hand. "Crap, crap crap! That was my drawing hand! Crap!" Kuroha watched her whine and the store was now silent, save for the song now playing over the intercom system. You knew the song. It was a familiar country song that was popular for a while, and probably still is.
'I can take you for a ride on my Big Green Tractor...' The familiar tune displeased Kuroha as he made a face.
"You humans are so perverse. Such a disgusting tune." You burst out laughing, and he looked at you with curiosity. Kacie hit her face with her hand.
"Great. Now I'll never be unable to unsee that awful image. Thank you, sir." She folded the clothes neatly and inserted them into a sopping bag. "Your total will round to around $112 dollars." You could hear the faint cries of Andrew from a system of down as you removed a couple American fifty dollar bills and handed it to Kacie. She hummed along to the song and cashed in the money, taking out some change. You received it and shoved it into Kuroha's hands.
"I don't want it!" He said, shoving it back towards you. You shoved it back.
"Well, I might loose it, since it consists of coins. Carry it!" You ordered. He shoved his hands into his pocket and grumbled. You picked up several threats on your demise, and you rolled your eyes. Kacie giggled.
"Ya'll are acting like a friend of mine and I do. He's a Senior at my school, and we fuss and bite at each other all the time. Shame that I hardly see him anymore after he joined band. Mainly because he wanted to show everyone, and I quote," how to properly orchestrate a herd of cattle," but, yeah." She sighed. "I love him and I hate him, you know that feeling?"
"Sounds like my brother and his cockiness." You referenced.
"Don't bring up that meatbag. Your brother needs to be hit with his truck in a repeated manner, and when he's recovered, he gets hit with another truck. A giant, shiny, truck." Kuroha cracked his knuckles, then walked out of the store. That must be your cue to leave. You quickly took the bags from Kacie, and apologized to her, running after the snake. You didn't bother to turn around and see if she said anything, or made any reaction towards Kuroha. She probably muttered about his appearance distastefully. You finally caught up to him, and he slowed down his quick pace of walking. "Your brother is a shithole. More so than Azami and her persistent whining about the dead children. You know who I'm talking about, so I won't explain."
"He may be a shithole, but at least he's helping us. I mean, sure, he's trolling you, but you have to understand that he's doing this because he pretty much is a giant troll." You explained. You weren't even sure he knew what troll meant since it was internet lingo, but he didn't ask any further questions about it.
"Master, he is the road kill that I will devour for my next meal. That is what he is. Rotting flesh on a manipulating puppet." He finally looked down at you and shook his head. "It will be one hell of a feast. And you, my Master, will be the shining morsel of the meal.I cannot stand to wait for that moment! I can't wait!"
"Shu-"
"EN GARDE, FUCKBOY!" You heard Andrew yell. His jacket has tossed from his position across from the mall, and hit Kuroha in the face. He stood there as Andrew started laughing, and Kuroha calmly removed it dropping it over your head.
"A minute, Master." He ordered in a low voice, and took off at an unbelievable speed towards your brother. Andrew's band career probably flashed before his eyes, and he took off screaming down the right winged hallway towards the exit. "COME BACK HERE YOU LITTLE SHIT. I'LL TEAR YOUR FLESH OFF OF YOUR IMPUDENT HIDE!"
"Kuroha! Andrew! STOP!" You yelled, dashing off as fast as you could. Mall security was no where to be seen, which was probably a good thing on Kuroha's behalf and a bad one on Andrew's behalf. But then again, he poked the nest and summoned the hornet, so he deserved it. Dashing out of the side doors, you saw Kuroha kicking Andrew on the ground repeatedly, laughing about it. "STOP IT!"
Kuroha kicked him one more time, and ceased. You dropped your bags and ran up to your brother. You saw that Kuroha had bruised him pretty badly, but nothing too major. You then noticed: He was holding back on beating him up. It was obvious he did it because of your orders, but this made you think about how he could really snap your neck anytime he wished, just like he had threatened before. After all, he had killed someone by punching them in the stomach before. Who knows what your demise was. You gulped and helped Andrew up as he weakly groaned.
"Worth... it." He muttered.
"Alright, Kuroha, Andrew, I'm setting rules. Andrew, quit making him angry for fun, and Kuroha, quit beating him up even though he's a total doucheprick and deserves it." You ordered, hitting Andrew with his jacket. He winced, and remained on the ground, but gave a thumbs up as a response.
"Underrated statement of the millennium." Kuroha grabbed your hand and looked at the watch you wore. "Around three in the afternoon. Rather late. Granted, this is more along the lines of early for me, since I'm usually only active at night." You tore away from him once more and crossed your arms.
"Just like Batman." Andrew chirped, and Kuroha quickly turned around and kicked his side again, making him scream.
"KUROHA!"
When you arrived home, Andrew slowly drove up to the house. He parked on the curb besides your small house and slowly turned off the engine. Kuroha was about to get out when Andrew halted his actions.
"We can't get out yet. It's not safe." He said, unbuckling his seatbelt.
"Why?" You both said in an annoyed union, looking at each other in the eye in amazement that you said that at perfect timing. Andrew took out the keys from the ignition and winced at his bruises. Kuroha took delight in this.
"Because Mom is possibly awake by now, so she can't see Fu- Kuroha. You'll have to scale the roof to get to your room, or go around the back door. I'll provide the distraction. She's going to hound on me regardless because I played hooky at band practice. Kuroha, just don't do anything reckless." Andrew warned. Kuroha gave a grunt of acknowledgement and got out, dashing up the slick pavement to your house, entering and slamming the door shut.
"I guess that it's time to go." You sighed. Kuroha opened up the truck door and shoved you out. You walked ahead of him carefully onto the slick lawn over to the side that contained your bedroom window. Scale the roof, he said. Hah. How could you even reach the roof, let alone maintain a sturdy grip onto it?! You sagged the shopping bags onto the ground as Kuroha walked up to you.
"What a terrible predicament this is! The little Master can't escape into her quarters without help, or else the entire foil has been ruined! You're going to have to call upon me and have to assist you, isn't that right?"
"Well, duh. Just help me up, Kuroha." He snickered, and bent down, slinging you onto his shoulder. You screamed in terror as he cackled, jumping onto the roof. You felt like throwing up from the amount of terror that boiled into your system then as you watched the illogical travel away from the sidewalk. Prying open your window, he dropped you down onto your bed with no mercy, and climbed in himself, shutting the window. You leaned against the wall, defeated by your feels, and pressed your hands against your chest to calm you down.
"Wasn't that fun, my Master?" He asked with his normal, fake-cheery voice. You shook your head. "That's the response I wanted to hear. That somehow makes up for what happened today, plus the beating the little rat received." He sat in your office chair and gazed out the window. You could hear your mother and Andrew arguing downstairs.
"Kuroha..." You trailed off. He glanced back over to you with his indifferent expression. "I just wanted to say again that I'm really sorry..."
"Save it. It doesn't matter to me anymore. Like you said, I'm here now, and I'm alive. That's what matters, right?" He kicked one of his legs in the air. "It saves me the trouble of getting my hands dirty all over again to maintain something I need. Although, I need to locate a new Medusa, since that wretched Azami sent out the Queen from my living quarters. But, then again, it doesn't matter. This has been... a very interesting day."
"I thought that it was going to be a regular day of waiting for my brother to get done with band, but I ran into you, and you shredded my reality into tiny pieces of terror. Thank you for that."
"You're welcome, _." He said, calling you by your actual name with heavy drops of sarcasm. Andrew opened the door slowly and shut up, wiping his forehead.
"Crazy woman! She keeps insisting that she saw Fuc- Kuroha this morning, and she refuses to let the issue die. Not only that, the band director called and yelled at Mom that I was playing hookie, and now I'm grounded. What a wonderful day this has been. Surely, this could get better when she sees my bruises."
"That you deserved, you diseased plague." Kuroha shot at him, but said nothing else.
"Well, what are we going to do?" You asked, hoping for a legit answer. Andrew shook his head.
"I don't know. I honestly don't know. But for now, he's staying in your room, and I'm the distraction. Basically the same, but now with longer lasting comedy relief and a good plot point!" Andrew gestured towards Kuroha. "I have to go to my room before Mom yells at me some more."
"Wait, how's he going to sleep, or eat?" You brought up a decent point. Kuroha also waited for his answer.
"I can deliver the food. He's sleeping with you in bed. Unless you want to risk the attic, have a happy midnight summer dream!" Andrew slammed the door, and left you to hit your face with a pillow. Sleeping with Kuroha. What a FUN and ENJOYABLE experience that would be. Hah, you could practically see the fun bedtime stories he would tell, and holding you at gunpoint just to steal all the blankets away. And in the end, shoving you out the window.
"It's not like I'm ecstatic about being here myself, Master. But, I can make due with what I have, I suppose." He gazed back at the calender. "Tomorrow is the first day of the week. Schooling, I assume."
"You're not following me to school!" You yelled, thinking about what would happen if people at school saw him, and what he would do in retaliation to their idiocy. The answer:Obviously nothing good!
"As your LOYAL COMPANION, I must, I'm afraid." He snickered. "Won't this be exciting? I wonder if this universe has alternate versions of the delightful brats I've grown weary of seeing in each time loop."
"Kuroha, can I please just think for a moment?" You asked rudely. He shrugged and kept quiet, looking out the window. You weren't sure how you were going to get out of this mess, but surely something would come up and aid you.
Right?
Wow. He's Batman. Plot twist. Shaymalayn can't beat that shit.