Miku came every day, greeting Kaito, then me, handing us various pastries and then being led out the door. They only left for a few minutes, but curiosity got the best of me. On the fourth day I followed them, hiding in the shadows, the alleyways of the streets, so the couple would not spot me. It was still January, and occasionally Kaito would wrap his jacket around Miku's shivering shoulders,
"Won't you be cold?" Miku interrogated.
"Nah," he waved his hand in the air, "I don't really feel the cold."
Miku playfully shoved him in the chest, causing Kaito's eyes to fall in my direction. I quickly crept back to the wall, and made my way down the street, occasionally casting glances behind me. I felt a sudden collision into my stomach,
"Augh! Sorry about that!" Two large cerulean eyes stared into mine, before I could speak he attempted to tip his hat adieu, but found nothing there, "My cap!"
I laughed, "I would do the same if I lost mine!" Lifting my cap and dropping it again on my mop of blond hair, "Want some help?"
The boy gently pushed me away, "Umm…thank you…but no, I think I can handle it."
I smirked, "Really, Len?"
"Hmm…I wonder to whom this cap belongs to…" A familiar voice approached.
"Miku, it's probably just a boy who lost it in the wind," I could visualize Kaito taking Miku's hand, "Come on, let's look for the owner."
Frowning, I quickly waved a hand at Len, "There are so many questions I want to ask you."
Finally Len gave me his signature smile, "Same for me."
I sighed, "But I better get going…" without hearing his reply, I made my way through the labyrinth of streets, my head full of more questions than answers.