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Kim
Close to the end of the day I was ready to lose my shit with every person asking me about Kyoya and Kasumi getting married. Every question annoyed me, each person agitated me, then there was Tamaki who only just heard of it after we spent the earlier morning discussing the ball to him barraging me with endless questions. He was ecstatic of the event and was hurt that he was not told of this sooner. My patience on a very thin string and seeing his speaking of the possible decorum was just enough to make me snap.
"KIM! ARE YOU LISTENING! This is important; Kasumi needs to have ideas already set up for the wedding and I need your help figuring out what she likes!" I tried to interrupt him, but Tamaki went on; "Now does she like any particular animal, what kind of food is her favorite? Oh never mind the cost of catering, I know you'll just make the food since you know what she likes." At that point I just sighed and walked away from him and he didn't even notice. He even started a monologue of sorts and I just shook my head and rounded the corner.
"I thought I was going to strangle him…" rubbing my temples and heading to the car, I looked down at my cell and found no new messages from her since this morning. Hopefully she's calmed down and can think things through. The company will suffer if she's not focused enough, but I worry about her health. Stress will kill her if this continues, and what's worse is all these accumulated events that just threw her into the fray. Between school and work and even Kyoya's father it's amazing she hasn't burnt anything to the ground yet!
But despite everything else happening, Kaoru not once saw me today and there's been no phone call or messages. Is he avoiding me? I could call him, but then that makes me desperate for attention. It's been so aggravating lately not being able to carry a conversation with him as of late and I don't even know the reason as to why or how this came to be.
As I debated sending him at least a text and asked how he was doing today, I waited around for maybe 15 minutes before giving it up.
"Jerk," I whispered to my phone and stuffed it back in my pocket before getting into the car and driving home.
The door was unlocked and her shoes at the entrance told me she'd returned from her run. "Kasumi I'm home," coming in and hearing nothing at first, I could hear Kasumi speaking to someone rather quickly before she came to the top of the stairs all haggard looking. "Why do you have a bandage on your head?" Her eyes darting back and forth, she seemed nervous?
"Um, before answering that, I should introduce you to our guest." She turned around and waved someone to come over and I dropped my bag.
There was a guy. Not Kyoya or any of the other Host members, but a guy who I have no clue of and he is inside our home. His features were out place to be a local here in town, and he was gruff looking to be hanging around Kasumi like a familiar. Did she pick a fight with this guy while running and make up for it by bringing him here? No that can't be it, he's twice her size. But he looks like a guy from some gangster group and I'm really nervous seeing him so close to Kasumi. Did he cause her that injury?! _ All my instincts are kicking in to be on the defensive side but she is calm and he's not doing anything. I'm so confused what to do I'm overloading.
"The names Grimmjow," he waved half-heartedly. His eyes traveled to Kasumi with a troubled look and somewhere inside of me piqued my interest to sketch him. He was so vastly different from the people here I couldn't possibly pass up the opportunity to draw him. But before acting on instinct to draw I got myself up the stairs and took a look at Kasumi's injury and noted the treatment to her head.
"How did this happen?" She shifted her footing and began telling me what had happened. Taking notes in my head to the event and the white light she described, it was an odd way of encountering someone who possibly lives in Karakura Town. A day's travel no less. "Are you feeling alright though? You look rather pale…" up close and touching her cheeks, she was so cold I thought of a freezer, but she shook her head and held my hands down.
"I'll be fine. This is merely a small bump in the head," laughing it off like it was nothing, I looked at Grimmjow and he was watching her closely. The way he stared gave me some chills like he was some predator, but somehow my instinct told me that he was no threat to us here. Possibly my cat self coming into play, but really he was strange nonetheless. "Will you be alright with it if I allow him to stay here till he gets home?"
"Hmm," distracted, "oh, yeah I don't mind at all. If he can model for me for a sketch I have in mind I'll call it fair." Making it seem a plausible reason, Kasumi thought about it for a moment if that would be alright in any standard, but she scrunched her brow and didn't have an answer.
"Grimmjow," she faced him and he seemed perturbed to be drawn, but as he gave it thought to his situation he conceded and agreed to the small favor. "Well then that settles things. Let's get some early dinner started and we can discuss more tomorrow." She winced when she turned quickly and I watched as she nearly stumbled over her own feet and watching Grimmjow's quick reflexes grabbing her arm to steady her. My ears twitched under my burette and I felt like I should be scheming something. Dismissing the thought entirely out of my head and heading to the kitchen to think of dinner, I could only itch for my sketchbook and quickly draw some outlines of him real quick. Doing so actually brought me to realize something, over and over I thought it through and for sure it looked like something I might have drawn.
I ran to my bag, grabbed my sketchbook and flipped through the pages to my most recent sketch. The dark silhouette. I looked at Grimmjow and started sketching next to the one I already drawn out and something was clicking together. Every shape was smoothing out and details were starting to be put together and I dropped my pencil.
"Holy shit…" I gasped. Flipping through several other silhouette's I have drawn over the months and the rough outlines, there really was a similarity to this guy and my drawings. Looking at each page of empty silhouette's and rough outlines, I could hardly believe it myself if not staring at it with the subject so close. Was I somehow predicting a person like him would show up? Sure he has striking features, but for me to randomly draw a person I've never seen before is something absurd!
Should I bring this up to Kasumi? I'm kind of freaking out about this… thinking quickly for the next phase of my decision, I shook my head and shut my sketchbook quickly. "Nope. Gonna figure this out some other time and make dinner. Concentrate on one thing at a time."