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.