Loki watched as Mayura sighed and drew the blanket closer around
herself. It had rained for three hours before dwindling to the point where
the water could run off the streets. They had called her father and he was
on his way, but it would take him a while, which had seemed to suit Mayura
just fine; she had shared plenty of 'mysteries' and had babbled on about
various things she wanted to see someday. It had been rather amusing for a
while, but she seemed to have run short on material. Frowning, his gaze
shifted over to Yuki. The boy had been silent nearly the entire time, and
Loki was slightly concerned. His thoughts were broken as Mayura piped up
again.
"Koutaru may have to go to America with his dad on a business trip. He said he'd bring me back something from Roswell if he passed through there. Isn't that great? I wonder if he'll be able to get a picture of a UFO? I've always wanted to go to Roswell, and then maybe to that one big state near Canada where the Sasquatch lives. That'd be so cool." she started coughing and Loki's frown deepened. "Anyway, even if he doesn't pass through Roswell, they have a lot of mysteries in America, so he may bring me something anyway. It's so nice of him to do things like that."
Yamino stepped through the door and smiled. "Mayura, your father is here."
Mayura looked up, blinking. "Really? Okay."
Yamino stepped towards the girl and helped her up. Her ankle was wrapped heavily and in the three hours they'd been there, had swollen considerably. Loki watched as Yamino helped her downstairs, listening to their voices travel upwards.
"Now, Mayura, you be sure to see a doctor about your ankle. I'm quite sure it's sprained."
"I will. Don't worry."
"Alright." the voices trailed off, leaving Loki and Yuki alone. An awkward silence filled the air.
"What are you doing here?" Loki finally asked.
Yuki turned his head slightly; his eyes opening and his glasses sliding down the bridge of his nose, revealing that one eye had a slightly more greenish tinge than the other.
"I'm not here as," he paused, struggling almost imperceptibly with the words. "an assassin, if that's what you mean."
Loki smiled. "And here I was thinking they were getting desperate."
Yuki gave a very slight smile.
"So, where do you need to go to get home?"
"Sakura."
"When you exit the gates, turn left and for four blocks, then turn left again for two."
Yuki nodded solemnly. "Thank you."
Loki followed the boy as he exited the room. "You remember how many stairs there are?"
Yuki nodded and descended, Loki following a little bit behind. Loki went with the boy to the gate, and then smiled.
"You know, if you ever need anything, you're always welcome."
"Thanks."
Loki watched as the boy headed down the street, swinging his cane in a steady pace in front of him.
"Did he say why he was here?"
Loki turned and looked up at Yamino. "Not to kill me," he said simply and walked back inside. Yamino watched his father leave and frowned. Whatever joy Loki had had while company was over had dissipated as his thoughts went back to whatever remorseful things h was dwelling on. Sighing, Yamino glanced briefly at the direction Yuki had gone, then followed after his father.
"Koutaru may have to go to America with his dad on a business trip. He said he'd bring me back something from Roswell if he passed through there. Isn't that great? I wonder if he'll be able to get a picture of a UFO? I've always wanted to go to Roswell, and then maybe to that one big state near Canada where the Sasquatch lives. That'd be so cool." she started coughing and Loki's frown deepened. "Anyway, even if he doesn't pass through Roswell, they have a lot of mysteries in America, so he may bring me something anyway. It's so nice of him to do things like that."
Yamino stepped through the door and smiled. "Mayura, your father is here."
Mayura looked up, blinking. "Really? Okay."
Yamino stepped towards the girl and helped her up. Her ankle was wrapped heavily and in the three hours they'd been there, had swollen considerably. Loki watched as Yamino helped her downstairs, listening to their voices travel upwards.
"Now, Mayura, you be sure to see a doctor about your ankle. I'm quite sure it's sprained."
"I will. Don't worry."
"Alright." the voices trailed off, leaving Loki and Yuki alone. An awkward silence filled the air.
"What are you doing here?" Loki finally asked.
Yuki turned his head slightly; his eyes opening and his glasses sliding down the bridge of his nose, revealing that one eye had a slightly more greenish tinge than the other.
"I'm not here as," he paused, struggling almost imperceptibly with the words. "an assassin, if that's what you mean."
Loki smiled. "And here I was thinking they were getting desperate."
Yuki gave a very slight smile.
"So, where do you need to go to get home?"
"Sakura."
"When you exit the gates, turn left and for four blocks, then turn left again for two."
Yuki nodded solemnly. "Thank you."
Loki followed the boy as he exited the room. "You remember how many stairs there are?"
Yuki nodded and descended, Loki following a little bit behind. Loki went with the boy to the gate, and then smiled.
"You know, if you ever need anything, you're always welcome."
"Thanks."
Loki watched as the boy headed down the street, swinging his cane in a steady pace in front of him.
"Did he say why he was here?"
Loki turned and looked up at Yamino. "Not to kill me," he said simply and walked back inside. Yamino watched his father leave and frowned. Whatever joy Loki had had while company was over had dissipated as his thoughts went back to whatever remorseful things h was dwelling on. Sighing, Yamino glanced briefly at the direction Yuki had gone, then followed after his father.