Yuki tried her best to leave but each time she was about to leave the room she could hear Fushimi call her a coward. It made her angry. She wasn't a coward! At least not anymore and the only way she could prove it was by staying. She was also secretly hoping that it would piss him off to no end.
Then there was Reisi spying on her. Did he really not trust her? It pained her to think that he would offer up his HQ only to turn around and watch her. So, Yuki threw everything she could until the camera snapped off and hung by a single wire that eventually snapped.
When Reisi came into the room the next morning he was so startled by her movement that he nearly dropped his mug. The anger she had the night before was gone now that the camera lay on the ground.
Reisi cleared his throat. "I wasn't expecting you to be…up yet." He half lied.
Yuki walked to the corner of the room quietly and picked up the camera and held it out to him.
"You broke my camera." He took it.
"Yep. Don't put another one here or you'll be out two more cameras," She went back to making her bed.
"S-Sorry about that." Reisi forgot momentarily about the coffee and spilled it down his back when he tried to rub his neck. It made him jump forward.
Yuki stopped. Her eyes were daggers. "Do you really not trust me that much, Reisi?"
"N-No that isn't it at all! I got into an argument with Fushimi. I thought he was going to hurt you."
Yuki folded her arms and sighed. "I guess I'm better suited to stay with the Red Clan if you are thinking the Blue is going to hurt me." Without saying another word she walked out and walked to the stairs. She needed to get outside to Anna. Reisi followed her and chased her down the stairs.
When she opened the door to the first-floor hall he closed it and wouldn't move his hand to allow her to open the door. She turned and his other hand came to rest on the other side so that she had nowhere to escape to. The cool composure of the Blue King was gone.
"I'm sorry, I thought that…" He couldn't get himself to say the rest of the sentence. "It isn't that I don't trust you."
"Then what is it, Reisi?" She whispered the words. She felt breathless. Her voice was gone.
He couldn't look at her. Did he even know?
Yuki took his head in her hands and lifted it so she was looking into his eyes. "Am I in danger here?" She asked simply.
"No," he was just as breathless as she felt.
"Then there was no reason…was there?" She searched his eyes. There was the tiny flash. Something that she thought she saw in Fushimi. It was a look Damien used to give her but this couldn't have been the same look. She took her hands away. "I'm meeting Anna. I have to go, Reisi."
He still wouldn't move. "Are you coming back?" He asked her.
Yuki nodded reluctantly. "One more chance. If you even give off a hint that I'm not safe here, Reisi, I'm going to HOMRA. They seem to trust each other there."
Reisi nodded. "I understand," he whispered. There was something more lingering in his eyes. Whatever it was he shook the thought out of his head and opened the door. Yuki walked out and met Anna outside.
Anna waited with the boy Fushimi got into a fight with a few days before. What did Fushimi call this boy? Misaki? He didn't seem to like being called Misaki, though.
Anna gestured to the red headed boy. "You remember Misaki Yata, right?"
Yuki nodded. "Yeah, Fushimi got you all worked up so he could fight you. I remember."
Misaki turned a little bit red and he looked away. "I admit it wasn't my finest hour," he breathed out the words in an exhale.
"He's…kind of easy to get angry at, though. I think everyone could be in much worse shape, Yata."
The smile was all Misaki needed, it seemed. His smile transformed his face from being so serious to being a little bit like a happy teenager. "You can just call me Misaki," he said.
"You didn't like it when Fushimi called you that?" Yuki folded her arms. Misaki's smile was suddenly gone and he turned away from her.
"That's a different story." He started walking before Anna or Yuki. The two girls followed a few steps behind.
The streets were extremely busy during the weekend. Anna explained all about Fushimi's betrayal and their battered friendship. Yuki couldn't look at Anna after her story. "I see. So it's a lot more than just getting someone worked up."
Anna nodded and we walked into a small store. It was almost out of place among the tall buildings but Anna insisted that it was better than the ones in the mall. Inside there was hardly anyone except for the workers. In one section there were clothes that were perfectly fit for Anna. The other side had clothes that would fit anyone older than 16. In the back was an area with changing rooms and couches in front of those rooms. Misaki went straight for the couches and sat down.
Anna went straight to the red gothic dresses and Yuki went on the other side of the store. What kind of clothes should she even get? In the past she would just wear uniforms or she would wear baggy shirts on the weekends. Her closet wasn't comprised of much else.
Despite being attracted to the golden colored clothes she knew they wouldn't look very good on her. On the clearance rack a few things did catch her attention, though, and one shirt in particular she found very beautiful. Yuki grabbed a few shirts and walked to one of the changing rooms.
The first shirt she tried on was blue with golden dragons and decorating it. It had a kimono-style to it. The next one she tried on was similar but it was red with golden lotuses.
Anna knocked on the door. "Did you find some that you liked?"
"Yeah. Would you like to see?" Yuki opened the door. Anna had piled a few new dresses on Misaki's lap. Next to Misaki, however, sat Fushimi. The anger from the night before started to bubble up again.
"Wow! That looks beautiful on you, Yuki!" The girl was amazed.
Yuki looked down at herself. "You really think so?" She couldn't help but abandon the anger and grin. The two boys setting on opposite ends of the couch were both had tints to their cheeks and refused to look at her.
Finally Misaki spoke, "It… looks really nice."
Yuki grinned and stepped back into the changing room. She didn't really wait to see if Fushimi had anything to say. Truthfully, she wished he'd go back to Scepter 4. She bought whatever she picked out.
The four of them walked back outside. Misaki led the group and Anna followed half behind him. Fushimi walked next to Yuki. It took most of her energy to not punch him.
"What are you doing here?" Yuki finally had the courage and energy to ask.
Fushimi shrugged. "I was just in the area and I saw Misaki through the window." Misaki's back visibly tensed. Fushimi grinned. He was sly like a fox. "You didn't think I actually came because you were here, did you?" His voice was full of mock.
She rolled her eyes. "No. I just didn't expect to see you here. I thought for sure Reisi would've kept you busy."
"There isn't much to do here. He would've only been able to keep me busy for so long." Fushimi stopped but Yuki kept going to cross the street. Fushimi grabbed her arm and pulled her back.
"What?" She snapped.
"Scepter 4 is this way. The way you're going you'll be at HOMRA."
Yuki forced her arm away. "Yeah. So? Did you think all I had planned was shopping?" The same smirk Fushimi enjoyed started to appear on her face. The one that Fushimi always had and the one that seemed to anger him just the same as everybody else. His hand hovered over his sword while he followed her across the street.
Anna tilted her head with a questioning look. Yuki just kept walking, though. She felt proud that she was able to get Fushimi all worked up too.
