HOLA! OH MY GOD. I CAN'T BELIEVE I ACTUALLY UPLOADED AGAIN AFTER 2 YEARS!!! 2 WHOLE YEARS!! I am so sorry that I didn't upload sooner! Things happened and it sort of just slipped out of my mind x.x I hope you like this chapter! Please R&R! I really need it hahaha 

Much love,

Ryume

Chapter 11: Poisoned by Jealousy

Fuuko stared at the man for a moment with her mouth slightly agape.

"You're Raiha!" She burst out and waving a finger at him.

"In the flesh!" He said, flashing his million dollar smile. Fuuko swooned slightly. 'Damn this boy. He still has that effect on me! I should really snap out of this.' She mentally imagined a giant finger flicking her to space.

Fuuko's grateful expression suddenly turned sour, and sour into anger. "What in the name of cornflakes are you doing here?? Are you raiding the mansion again with your posse?" She practically spat the last word out.

Raiha looked confused. "This is the thanks I get for saving your life?! I'm never saving you again!" He said, his tone slightly mixed with anger as he turned to leave.

"WAIT!"

Fuuko's hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the edge of his shirt. 'Time to execute the ultimate girlie technique that can never be ignored by men!' She thought as her eyes suddenly widened, the edges fell slightly down and her lips slightly trembled. The puppy dog look!

"I'm sorry…it was just…a reflex, I guess. I'm really sorry! I didn't mean to sound rude." She said quietly, her head slowly fell. Once she felt that her face was hidden from view, her mouth slowly curved up into a ridiculous grin. '3…2…1..'

"Ok. Alright. I forgive you…and it's okay. I deserved that comment, really, considering the people I hang around with." Raiha said as his lips slowly curved into a smile.

'SUCCESS!!'

Raiha noticed Fuuko's empty basket. "You going to the store?"

"D'oh!" She said, slapping her forehead. "I completely forgot! Well, I almost got killed today. I guess I'm allowed to be stupid!"

Raiha laughed.

Fuuko suddenly shut up. That laugh…was…ethereal. The laugh replayed over and over again in her head in slow motion. She suddenly blushed red as she completely dazed off into her dream world, staring while making the "Duuuuuuuh…" sound.

Raiha blinked. He waited a couple of seconds. When Fuuko still haven't snapped out of it, he put a finger on her forehead and rapped on her skull.

As if by reflex, Fuuko's hand was on Raiha's finger in an instant and pulled his entire arm against his back.

"Helga! What the hell--!!"

Fuuko snapped out of it and released Raiha's now swollen finger. 'Shoot! Stupid stupid reflex! I almost broke this cutie's adorable finger! I should go to jail!'

"I'm so sorry! That was a reflex! Uhh…Kaoru—I mean—Koganei taught me that move for self defense! In case…umm… I might be attacked by wild dogs or something."

'Holy crap that was close! If my identity is revealed, I'll be eating canned tuna for months!!'

Raiha raised an eyebrow. Who the hell is this woman?

"Anyway, I'm okay now. As I was saying, if you're going to the store, I can escort you! Just in case you'll walk blindly into a street again."

Fuuko grabbed Raiha's arm with unabashed glee.

"Alright! I think you should. Oh and just so you know…you can save me anytime you want."

Raiha smiled.

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Tokiya didn't want to come out of his room. In fact, if he could stay there forever, he would!

'That stupid brother of mine! I knew he'd get back at me sooner or later! I just didn't think he'd actually call Mifuyu to torture me again!'

Tokiya paced around his room, unable to stay still. He sighed. 'Looks like my childhood is just going to have a repeat of itself. I guess no matter how old I get, I'll always have this dark shadow watching my every move.'

As Tokiya reached his picture window, his hand reached for the velvet drapes and slightly pulled them open. He winced as sunlight streamed directly into his eyes, a thin beam of light cutting through the darkness of his private utopia.

Suddenly, a locked box in his mind opened up and a series of childhood memories rose up so vividly that he had to shut his eyes.

He remembered the time when he was 6, and Mifuyu was 10. Their father just recently struck millions in oil and just bought the field that will soon be dubbed "Mikagami Mansion" for a song a month before, and took the older kids to have a look around. Tokiya found a patch of sunflowers in a part of the field and knelt down watching the butterflies flutter around it. He tried catching the butterflies and laughed. Finally, a beautiful purple-green butterfly settled on his palm. Tokiya was so engrossed looking at it that he didn't notice his sister looming behind him. Suddenly, Mifuyu grabbed the butterfly from Tokiya's hand and crushed the butterfly in her small, dainty hands. Tokiya was too shocked to cry. He simply stared at her sweet looking sister, expecting an explanation for her evil.

"Don't bother yourself with stupid stuff like that! Be a man for godsake! Butterflies are for sissies! Are you a sissy?" She spat at him, brushing what's left of the butterfly off her pale, cold hands.

"…no, I'm not." He finally answered.

"Good. 'coz I don't want to be related to someone who has the makings of a loser."

With that, Mifuyu quickly turned around and walked away, her nose sticking high up in the air like she's the queen of England.

Then, Tokiya broke down. At the corner of his eye, he saw a flash of purple fly by. Could it be? The butterfly didn't really die? He stood up and looked around for it. I want to see that purple butterfly again! That beautiful shade of purple! Purple! Purple…

He snapped out of the daze. Then a flash of purple started poking out of the metal gates beside a flash of blue. Tokiya squinted. Fuuko? And who's that guy with her?

From the picturesque view from his window, he saw Fuuko opening the gate slightly and laughing. This blue haired guy gave her the basket full of groceries and from the looks of things told her another joke since Fuuko again burst into laughter. Laughter. Fuuko laughing.

'Only I should be the one she laughs with.' Tokiya mumbled to himself, the hand holding on to the drapes suddenly shook violently.

After what seemed like forever, Fuuko finally waved goodbye to the blue-haired bastard and she actually SKIPPED happily towards the manor.

'So that's how she wants to play eh? Well. I'll play.' Tokiya suddenly stopped shaking. His arms relaxed and his face became hard as stone. His mouth was formed into a thin line and his eyes lost the sparkle they once had. It was as if they could pierce through anything, stabbing at their souls.

The once playful Tokiya is now nothing but a memory.

Tokiya walked away as if nothing had happened, pushed the button inside the treasure box and went through the dark chamber once more.

The only witness to his hideous transformation was the velvet drapes that had a slight tear that wasn't there before.

And that, my friends, if how Tokiya became the cold Tokiya we know of old! (bow) ;)