Chapter 12

Distorted

Kori rested herself against the mirror, staring blankly into it as if she saw a ghost in it. Her long hair brushed against the floor as she fidgeted, but it eventually slowed down and came to a stop.

Touma stared, only to survey her condition. He did not say anything, not even interrupted her movements. Kori just laid there, in silence and it felt like forever. She was somehow trapped again, but he did not see how.

"Kori." He called out, unable to control the urg to anymore.

Kori regarded his presence with a nod, then, shot up from the floor and walked across the room and back onto the floor again when she knelt before Touma and sat down.

"Kori..."

Kori shook her head and looked at Touma straight into his eyes, banging her orbs onto his, as if she really wanted to assure him of something. The blonde only stared unconvincingly.

"I'm going to get a replacement for Mr. Hashiba."

Kori's restless eyes shot opened in shock.

"I know it's all happening again."

Kori shook her head immediately and grabbed onto Touma's coat.

"…N…no…" That was all Kori was able to say.

Touma shook her away gently, embracing her as he break out a bigger news, "I'm going to get you homebound with the doctor…"

"KYAAaaa…" Kori began to scream, wanting to stop Touma from his speech, but more of trying to deaf herself from the news.

"I'm sorry, Kori."

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Hashiba looked over the windows by his desk. His days with Kori are over and soon going to be taken over by his colleagues, as he prepared to leave Tokyo back to Hokkaido.

"Hey Hashiba!" A blue haired man shouted over the room to get Miyashi's attention. Ayato looked over the folder in his hands again and repeated, "Hey Hashiba. I need some help with that girl's folder."

Miyashi regarded him with a sigh and shifted his butt of the chair, standing up with the support of his sturdy desk which seemed to withstand his weight quite well despite that the previous desk collapsed while he was lying on the desk, sleeping with a couple of files from the social workers about his 'kids'.

"Yeah, Ayato. What's the problem?" He said and moved to his desk and pulled a chair to sit together with Ayato.

"Apparently dude," He said in an American slang and pointed onto the latest report on Kori. "This girl is that just what she seems to be."

Miyashi stared, muted.

"Bipolar reactions, signs of self-harm and adding on, she had something else that is clearly stricken off." He stopped and breathe, "I need to see her, now."

Miyashi nodded. "Okay, just…don't do anything weird okay??"

"Mnn." Ayato agreed.

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She had been lying there not daring to move for minutes already, staring at Ayato who regarded her with a smile whenever she moved, as if he was prying into someone or probably a pry. He observed her every movement ever since they came into the apartment. And this, had been lasting for a long tiring hour already.

"Stop that, Ayato." Miyashi urged when Kori had a frown lit on her face.

Kori didn't know who this man was, but it was probably her new doctor as her mind decides on that as Miyashi came in with him. Although Miyashi insisted that 'he's just an aide', but there was no enough evidence to see so as Miyashi was lying and she knew it. Miyashi was a bad liar.

Gripping onto Miyashi's shirt, she pulled him close and went into his cuddle. "Why does he keep doing that?" She complained and lay onto his chest. "It's irritating."

Irritated, she glared at Ayato, who was more in a smiling mode now.

"Ayato san. If you're still gonna stare at me like that, I'm sorry but I have to get you out of the apartment."

Given the ultimate instructions, Ayato lay back onto the couch and drifted his eyes away, "Whatever you say princess."

Kori growled and stomped her foot, giving an unappreciated expression. Maybe this was working or Ayato found something to pin on; he took out a medallion and stared at it.

"Well, princess. I seemed to see that you're really uncomfortable with me here." He chuckled and held the medallion in front of the girl. "I guess you're really interested in what I'm going to do to you since you're not quite reacting to my actions."

"Like I'll care." Kori growled sarcastically.

"…"

Ayato looked into her eyes, stopping his goofy behavior, asking her in a low pitch growl. "You won't? Let's see about what you'll do if I told you I was there when the white rose buds bloomed into a red rose."

Kori's eyes grew big, almost bursting out of reality, and grabbed onto Miyashi for support.

Miyashi was surprised at that reaction, but, he'd expected it since it's Ayato's treatment but...

As he brought himself to his main point, Ayato grabbed his backpack and dug into it for a photo album. "I don't think Hashiba had anything to do with this though, but I don't think it'll be of harm." He reached into it and flipped through the pictures until he came to what he was looking for. "Here." And showed it to Hashiba and Kori, who became numbed for looking at it.

"Ko…Kori…" Miyashi blurted out, yet trying to cover the picture.

Well, it is she. The bleached blonde hair, the dirty green orbs, the pale skin, but that smile of hers…it was beautiful. Beautiful like the flowers in spring, even though she was on a hospital bed all bound down and everything, she was really happy.

Kori stared at the photograph; beside her were Ayato, Miyashi and Touma.

"I'm really sorry, but I am forced to show you this Seguchi, no… it's Hashiba." Ayato said and patted onto Hashiba.

The girl turned and looked at Miyashi, who took his eyes off her.

"Miyashi…"

End

End of chapter. I'm really going into this story although there're not many readers. I love this story and will finish it even if no one reads this!

Next chapter it'll be about Miyashi's life story. I hope you'll love it.

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