My little note:
Back in the world of Fan Fiction! I have been getting sucked into fiction press again… Anyway, I am currently kicking myself for a deal I made, write five chapters of fiction by the end of the week; I barely bang out 1 per month! Well, anyway wish me luck!
-Chapter 7: Boil-
Matoi reluctantly went down with Kiri to get a box for her things. Matoi despised that cheerful look Kiri had on her face. She seemed carefree, happy for vacation. I bet she can't wait to attempt to get her grubby little hands on Nozomu. They stopped at the storage room. Kiri goes right in and bring out a cardboard box that was quite small.
"Is this really enough room for all your stuff?" Matoi managed to say with some sort of fake worry.
"Oh, yeah. I travel light." Kiri smiled and laughed. To Matoi, that smile churned the deepest pits of her stomach. She looked carefree, content. She couldn't wait to wipe that dreaded smile off her damn face. Worst case scenario, she could wipe it off for even a minute. She wanted Kiri to feel that pain, and Matoi wants to take in every moment of it.
The two girls traveled back into the night duty room. Matoi sat down on a tatami as she watched Kiri pack. Matoi realized that, like her, she did not have too many worldly possessions. While Kiri did have more items than her to bring along, it wasn't much difference. All she packed was some clothes, toiletries, some sort of doll (more than likely a zashiki warashi doll), a few books, and something that looked like a photo album. When the box was packed, Kiri sat on the mat next to where Matoi was.
"So, how was class today?" Kiri said, trying to make conversation.
"Ah, it was just a normal class." Matoi remarked flatly. She didn't want anything to do with Kiri, and this small talk was just irritating. Kiri started to laugh.
"What?" Matoi asked, very confused.
"You don't see? Everyone in this homeroom is a wacko. I won't leave my room, I swear the girl who came to my house is the spawn of the devil, and girl with OCD, one with multiple personality disorder, and many more." Kiri said, half laughing, "With the exception of that normal girl who claimed truancy was worse than not leaving a school, but that's ok, since we all are a little weird."
"Then, what am I?" Matoi asked with fake curiosity.
"Can't you see? You're a freaking stalker!" Kiri said in such a light tone. Matoi just stared at her.
"Shut up, girl who can't even go outside without having a panic attack!" Matoi said angrily. A silence spread across the room like a typhoon. Kiri stared at her, almost in disbelief in what she said. Matoi was horrified at herself; if she lost Kiri now, she couldn't get her out of the way.
"I-I'm sorry…" Matoi said, hoping she could hold on to a shred of trust.
"N-no, you're right," Kiri said sheepishly, avoiding Matoi's gaze. It was as if the girl she was talking to before had just changed personalities in an instant, like that blonde girl in class. "I do have a very severe case of agoraphobia and Hikkomori syndrome, don't I?" She became almost apologetic, as if she was admitting a mistake to keep herself from harm. Matoi took note, for that was a very important detail about her character.
"No, I was out of line for saying that. It wasn't your fault you developed those conditions." Matoi said quietly, attempting to comfort Kiri.
"Excuse me, but I should check that I have everything," Kiri got up and went towards her box.
"Would you like some tea at least with me? I can only make the teabag kind, if that's ok."Matoi asked. Kiri nodded, but still kept her back turned away. Matoi put water into the teapot and put it on the stove.
Now, my plan will be exacted perfectly!