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Letter to Ayano

Part 2

"Kano! I need to talk to you right now"

Shit. Of all the times for Kido to be annoying.

Shuuya Kano sighed as the green-haired girl called his name. Quickly, he folded up the piece of paper he'd been writing on and stashed it away under his mattress along with many other pieces of paper, written on and folded up in the exact same way. These pieces of paper were his secret letters to Ayano, all of the things he'd wanted to tell her but would never get the chance to because of what had happened. He wished so desperately to undo the past, but knew that was nearly impossible. So, he was left with writing letters to Ayano, letters that no one but him would ever see if he could help it. Hell, the others were already convinced that something was very wrong with him. If they knew about the letters, it would only further their suspicions and Kano was growing tired of the lectures from Kido begging him to seek help so that he was less annoying to be around. He was beginning to wonder, however, if he was the only sane one in the group. True, Marry hadn't been in the Mekakushi Dan when things had happened that had rendered Ayano as lost to them forever. However, Kano often wondered how it had been so easy for Kido and Seto to readjust to life without Ayano. It seemed almost disrespectful, in his mind, to move on as quickly as they had. Of course, they weren't the ones with romantic feelings towards the girl who had once been their fearless leader.

Kano had tried so hard after Ayano's death to get over the feelings he harbored for her, but to no avail. In fact, things for him had only gotten worse after her death. He'd even woken up one night to find himself standing on the edge of the roof, crying and calling out for the girl that he loved so deeply. Kido had heard him and immediately pulled him back, followed by Kido insisting that Kano be put under lock-down for nearly two months after the scare. There was no doubt in his mind that her calling to him now was to give him another lecture about how he needed to seek professional help for his issues. If that were the case, he would expect Kido to know him well enough to know that nothing would change. He would simply brush her off like he always did.

"Kano," the girl said, throwing his bedroom door open. "This is ridiculous, you need to get off your ass and do something productive rather than sit here moping," she said, crossing her arms over her chest.

Kano swiveled around in his chair and looked at her, putting on a fake smile just like usual. There was a reason why deception was the base of his ability. He was an expert at it. He always had been and he always would be.

"Who's moping? Honestly, Kido," the blonde said as he rose from the chair. "I'm fine," he lied. "Have a little more faith in me would you? It's a little insulting how much you seem to doubt me."

Kido watched as the cat-eyed boy pushed past her and walked out of the room. She found herself glancing at the mattress on Kano's bed, wondering if he'd written another letter to Ayano. She sighed and shook her head, walking out and closing the door behind her. "He's a wreck."