(a/n) Apologies later…XD
Just when he thought his heartbeats would not go any faster, Ogami's pulse sped up upon seeing his object of aff—
Priority. Right.
Object of priority.
Sakura-san is sitting on the swing, as still as the trees around the park in such a windless night, all the while gripping hard on the chains on her side.
If Ogami will just let his very dry humor slide in, he will think that the chain might be on its way of disconnecting—that is, considering Sakura-san's unexplainable strength.
Well, whatever. His 'not-so-dark' side appeared in a very bad moment so he just have to shove it up straight into the corner of his mind labeled 'trash bin'.
"Sakura-san," he called in barely a whisper.
Her eyes automatically locked on his and what he found out is enough to commence not-so-good plans in his mind against a man named Umemiya Sano.
Her bloodshot eyes.
Her reddish nose.
Her pale face.
And her lips in a line that projects so much sadness and anguish.
Oh yeah, Ogami thought, someone is bound to be dead meat sooner or later.
Hell. He will personally look into it to make it sooner.
"Rei-kun." She forced a smile on her still quivering lips in an attempt to lighten the mood.
He walked ever slowly and stopped in front of her. He kneeled on his right so that she won't have to look up.
"Why are you still crying, Sakura-san?" he asked softly.
Her denial mode slipped in as she shook her head quite vehemently. "N-no. I'm not crying."
He smiled hopelessly in her poor acting.
"I'm not crying." She repeated in a more solid manner.
His smile is still in place as he wiped a tear on her cheek with his thumb. "Whatever, Sakura-san."
She gave him an apologetic smile.
"So," Ogami decided it is time to get to the main topic, "What is it that you want from me?
Her face looked blanked for a moment until her mouth took the shape of an 'o'.
"Some company?" she suggested bleakly.
He sighed. No answers however as to why.
"Honestly," he began again with patience, "What is it?"
Her impromptu facade broke down in an instant. Tears began pooling in her eyes again just a second before she lunged at him.
To say that Ogami is surprised at her action is underrated.
Way underrated.
He is bewildered unto the tips of his hair and suddenly became aware of goose bumps trailing over his whole body.
"I'm really really sorry for this, Rei-kun." she told him in between sobs and tightening her hold on him, "I just can't stop them from flowing."
His hands are both flat on the ground to support both their weight. After a few moments of thinking, he just let himself sit on the sandy ground to make them more comfortable.
"Sakura-san," he called her yet again as he felt tears wet the side of his neck where she decided to bury her pretty head.
Oh no. Did he thought pretty?
He is a goner.
"C-can," there goes that little vulnerable voice again, "Can Rei-kun h-hold me for a while?"
Hadn't he mentioned he is a goner?
He could see his arms shake as they take the path to her back. Where is his razor-sharp body coordination when he needs it?
Heck. This is the first time he's gonna hold someone.
His hands tentatively stayed at near her spine. Underneath his fingertips, he could feel each tremble her body undergoes, each agony in trying to control herself.
Had he experienced a time like this? Had he felt so down like Sakura-san that he sought to have someone to hold him?
Technically, what he is doing is a hug; embrace in other words. From a dictionary he once read, it means to put your arms around somebody's body. Well, he understands that very well. What he can't is what follows that statement—holding the person tight to show affection or pleasure.
Since he isn't human, at least with his somehow dead emotions and all, he doesn't know what affection is and how the hell the other is supposed to notice it as affection by mere body contact.
Maybe dictionaries nowadays should be more specific.
A vibration in his pants pocket drilled through his quiet analysis of 'human gestures'.
He struggled to get his cell phone without disturbing his uh—friend. Now, Sakura-san is already with him so there's no chance she's the culprit. Toki? No way in hell. Yuuki? He's not even sure he has a mobile phone. Rui? Yeah, probably.
The message itself proved him wrong, but deep inside he knows he is expecting it.
If she comes home with even just a single scrape on her nail
Yep, the number is unidentified on his phone. Nevertheless, the dark intent screaming from his phone now is unmistakable. Talk about bipolar yakuza.
Oh, and he intentionally made it an open ended statement, as if challenging him to think of the worst case punishment he can suffer in the hands of one angry patriarch.
Not to mention his goons.
He sighed again. How many times had he done that today? So, after giving things some thought, here are his tasks for tonight:
Calm down Sakura-san.
Take her home.
Dodge any violence from a longhaired, glasses man.
Then, uh—okay. He still can't decide whether to hunt a certain lad or not.
Toki stomped on his finished cigar.
He had been spying on his fellow Code: Breaker ever since he left that pitiful excuse for a house in a very weird mode.
That is the first time he saw emotions play on his usually blank face.
It is not only him though. Everyone stopped and stared at Code 06 as he passed their way, wondering if some miracle landed on him.
As to why he followed him…
Well, what can he do? Rui glared at him in that prince-y attitude that he has to 'check out' what is happening with their comrade. How he hate that superiority that shy-to-the-toes woman.
And he hates how he surrenders himself in fear more.
So what if the stoic Ogami Rei showed an emotion unexpectedly? He is entitled to have emotions once in a while. After all, he is human first and foremost before he became a Code: Breaker.
But now that he looks back on it, it is really is a peculiar thing to happen. If he is going to describe it, it is a sort of thing that will only take place when pigs fly.
Hah! He really is a genius.
A crow suddenly flew past him and he tumbled down from the tree.
He rubbed his butt in pain. Stupid bird.
He can just hope that the two other birds are not bothered by his abrupt stupidity.
Ogami could not believe himself. What several moments ago is an 'experimental' hug escalated into something shoddier; one of his hands are now sifting through her thick mane.
Oh no. No no no no.
How in the hell did it get there? Darn it.
It even moved once more in a gentle fashion to attest that he is definitely not hallucinating.
Oh please. Can somebody just hand him 'Human 101' quickly?
(a/n) I suppose you are pretty angry at me for being super duper late in updating. I won't say any excuses; I know you guys are already tired of hearing them.
Maybe I'll update sometime in April. As to which week, I don't have any idea.
So, I have this feeling that receiving a review will make me update faster.
Hahahaha…
Till next time…