Break the barrier
Shatter the illusion
Of preconceived notions
If need be
Cut the ropes.
Silence is always the prelude
To caustic atrocity.
A day went by
Without so much
A word or text
From a naturally
Boisterous fire queen.
And although
He could see her
In the corner of the room
There was a sense
Of invisibility
Between them.
On the surface
Like thin ice
It seemed solid
A bit more pressure
The whole façade
Caves in.
"Hey, Hikki..."
"What is it?"
"Do you know what's wrong with Yumiko-chan?"
It would be a blatant lie
To say otherwise
Not that an airhead
Would know
Yet it was certainly wrong
To fabricate any more assumptions
Than he already had.
"I will go talk to her."
"She seems so... unhappy. Do you know what happened?"
It would be idiotic
To play dumb
And pretend to be oblivious
To the obvious.
It was no cliché.
He knew
And sensed
Elephant in the room
A goddamn big one.
"Yeah. I think I have an idea. Don't worry about it. I'll sort it all out."
An overstatement.
He cannot just simply
Sort it all out.
It would be a bloody business
Perhaps the next greatest
Or worst feat
He was to execute
In a long time.
Hours flew by
It definitely seemed
Nothing out of the ordinary
If not for the knowledge
Of an underlying grudge.
He followed her
Each step
An inch closer
Adamant to reach
Under the cold dusk skies
Her orange coat
Blended with the light
And her blonde hair
Swayed beautifully.
"Yumiko."
She refused
To so much
As to look at him.
"Hey, Yumiko."
"What do you want?"
"Ok. Seems like you can hear me."
"Tch. Whatever."
"I want to talk."
She frowned at him
Green eyes
Eliciting scorn.
"Leave me alone!"
With a burst of speed
She ran forward
Away from him
But he cannot allow it
Chase after a fire
And to capture it
Even if it burns
Hold it close.
"L-let go will you! Oh my god, you are so stupid!"
"Listen to me-"
"I don't want to hear it!"
"What is this about? Is this about last saturday? About Haruno?"
His rapid fire of questions
Effectively stunned her
As her cheeks flushed red
And tears start to appear.
No point beating around the bush.
To be honest cannot be sweet.
"I-I... N-no it's... not..."
Her voice
Like a broken record
It was ragged
Unable to speak
But there was no need
He pulled her
Into a warm embrace
Serve to answer
The question.
Her arms surrounded him
Tightly
As she began
Bawling incessantly
To drench his chest
Once more
In tears.
From a proud queen
To a crying girl
Fall off
The proverbial stool.
"Listen. Nothing happened okay? I told you, it was just a little dinner reception that's all."
"D-don't lie to me!"
He froze
As her teary green eyes
Penetrated his dead-fish ones.
He may have forgotten
Women were seers after all.
"Look here. What are you so uptight about?"
"I-I'm not... it's not..."
"I know you remember what I did that night. I am sorry if that made you uncomfortable."
"No, that's not it."
"Then don't be jealous of Haruno-"
"You blunt idiot! I am jealous! What are you going to do about it?!"
"Calm down-"
Don't tell me to calm down! Fuck you!"
Her hands seized him by the collar
In between sobs
Her cheeks red
She clenched her teeth
As if a lioness
About to kill.
He smiled.
"W-what are you grinning about?"
"It is good to see you back again."
"Hmph!"
He brushed himself off
Handing a handkerchief
To a mess of hair and tears.
"I hate you."
"And I love that about you."
Her cheeks flushed
Immediately covering her face
In the white cloth.
"Die."
Certainly
If this was a romantic relationship
It would shatter right here and then
But it is not.
Love is friendship made dear.
There is commitment demanded
As in every relationship
The key
Is not how you keep it afloat
But how you come back
From sinking.
A cynic and a fire Queen.
Unlikely friends
Complementing each other.
It was straight out
Of a rom-com novel
But fair enough.
He could get used to it.
