When Kirigiri finally came to, she was sitting on the couch in her home...
Wait... was all that a dream then?!
She sighed, and closed her eyes again, rolling over.
Kirigiri's eyes flicked open when she felt something next to her... and looked up slightly. She felt her entire body freeze with fear as she stared at the albino boy next to her, and started to shake...
It was something Kirigiri wouldn't ordinarily do, but in this case, she was quite scared. This was understandable however, as this wasn't exactly something that happened every day.
A murderer in the same room as a detective, but no conflict.
It was all quite ironic.
Kirigiri was just holding her breath, praying to whoever might be listening that Ishida wouldn't wake up before she could escape... or at least piece together what was going on. She shuffled away from him a little.
All that the lilac haired girl knew was that she had fainted shortly after meeting Ishida again.
She shivered slightly... now that she had tried to move away from Ishida she felt quite cold. Come to think of it, it was most likely winter... so this was no surprise.
Kirigiri lived alone, so of course nobody could have turned on the central heating or anything in the house... unless Ishida did, but Kirigiri thought that was unlikely, considering he seemed to be a bit of a clutz.
He would probably manage to break something somehow.
Ishida seemed to notice the shivering even in his sleep, and tilted himself sideways slightly, wrapping his arms around Kirigiri, much to the latters dismay.
Kirigiri's eyes widened when she realised the source of the warmth she was feeling before...
It was Ishida.
Kirigiri sighed. Of course it was him... after all, the boy had fire around his eyes...
it made no sense, but somehow seemed more logical than everything else in this situation.
Kirigiri freed herself from Ishida's grasp, and got up, leaving the white haired psycho to flop sideways on the couch now that he was no longer leaning on her.
It was almost comical, and the shivering girl let out a faint giggle, before returning to her thinking.
Wait... if she passed out when she was outside, that meant this guy...
"C-carried me in..." she mumbled quietly, pulling her gloves tighter over her hands, before staring at Ishida with a cold gaze.
She really didn't understand him at all.
But in some ways this was interesting.
After all, sometimes the best kinds of mysteries came in the form of people... even if those people weren't human... or sane...
or at all approachable.
Kirigiri sighed heavily.
Ishida's eye was still exposed, and looked as if it had been bleeding more since the last time she'd seen it, most likely in the boy's sleep, or while he was carrying Kirigiri.
"Perhaps..." she whispered to herself, before walking off to try and find a first aid kit. If she could at least cover the grotesque wound up...
Kirigiri walked down the hallway, rubbing her hands down her arms in an attempt to warm herself up, and of course failing. She would need to get a blanket or something for that to happen, but continued this practise anyway.
She returned to the living room a few minutes later with a roll of bandages in her hand.
The girls amethyst eyes shimmered as the light of the room shone into them, and she carefully edged closer to Ishida, hoping he wouldn't wake up still.
Wait what was she doing?!
The wise thing to do at this point would be to run... run as far away from here as possible... from him.
But somehow she felt like she should stay...
as if her soul was bound to the house, not allowing her spirit to stray from the door.
Maybe it was just because Kirigiri wanted answers... maybe it was because somehow she was scared to be alone...
maybe it was just because...
she wasn't sure what to do.
This was a feeling very unfamiliar to Kirigiri, and made her feel as if backed into a corner...
She hated to admit it, but there was no doubt that she would have to ask Ishida for his...
Cooperation in all of this.
Even if she was only going to kill him at the end of it all...
Even if...
Things could never be changed again.
As Ishimaru used to say...
Anything could be achieved through hard work and effort...
and even though Kirigiri felt like nothing could be fixed, she was certainly not giving up just yet.
Who knew... maybe this Ishida guy was even on her side...
Kirigiri shook her head.
"Don't be ridiculous." she mumbled to herself as she began to wrap the bandages around his head to cover his eye.