Yellow Lies
Disclaimer: Katekyo Hitman Reborn! nor its characters does not belong to me.
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AiYui: Yoh~ and a good day to all~! :)
Ai: I sincerely thank those who read, reviewed, and put this story on alert… I love you guys~!3 *makes me cry to know that someone's still reading this* T.T
To music fans: Oh, about your question… I'll answer that at the end of the Chapter. :)
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(Yellow Lies happened after the Varia arc and is a sequel to Who is Ryumi: an encounter)
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+ Chapter Ten: As Twins
Ikuto released his grip on Aoi then, in a fraction of a second, got hold of Ryumi's collar. "Isn't this enough already?" he said under his breathe hoarsely. "You're delaying everything…!"
Ryumi looked away. "So you mean you want to become the Boss?"
Ikuto released her then muttered sheepishly, "It's not what I mean…"
Her eyebrows met in an irritated angle and almost immediately, pushed Ikuto away with full force. "Then tell me what you mean! Why you changed and why you deal with brother's death just like that!"
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Ikuto landed on the waste bin at the far corner of the room. The papers became scattered and broken pencils rolled around.
"Eh?" Ikuto sighed as he stood up. "I'm going to clean again…?"
"BAKA!" Ryumi yelled as she pounded her fist on the table. "I'm asking you!"
"What's happening in here?"
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The door opened and a young man looking pale showed up.
"Ah, Hi-Hiroshi-san… Gomen… We were so loud." Ryumi apologized.
"Were the both of you fighting just now…?" he asked with a little hint of illness bothering him in his tone.
"Ah, no." Damn it.
"You know what, Mikura?" Ikuto started to say as he picked up the trash and made the waste bin stand. "There are things that should be kept to yourself; you shouldn't always reveal your true feelings, or else others might find your weakness."
Ikuto…
"We're fine, Hiroshi-san, go back to your room now… We're actually playing!"
*sweat drop* "O-okay…" Then he closed the door then returned to his room.
"You…you are actually…" Ryumi muttered, while slowly becoming sober.
"So the both of us…? Are we on good terms now…?" Ikuto mumbled at her with a smile.
"B…baka…" she whispered to herself, as Aoi started to walk between her feet.
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Saturday, the day that Ryumi awaits…
(A/N: This is a super warning. I don't know how animé conventions are held in Japan, so I will just pattern this to what happens here in the Philippines.)
"Why am I included…?" Ikuto whispered quietly at Ryumi. They were walking in the middle of a dense crowd who were all noisy and happy. Some of them were at stalls, buying collectibles and or magazines; or at different areas around the whole ground, taking pictures of cosplayers.
"Because you are my twin!"
"Uh… what are we cosplaying as, again?"
"The Hita****n twins, Hi**** and Ka***, from O***n!"
"Oh, that animé… I remember that. Then we should be playful, right?"
… no answer …
"Uh, Ryumi?" he turned to his left, where Ryumi should supposedly be.
But she's gone.
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"I shouldn't have trusted her," Ikuto sighed to himself dishearteningly. "Just when I thought we could get close after telling her indirectly what I really feel…"
"YAHIROOOOO~~~!" Ryumi shouted from far away. She was running while her left hand was resting on top of her head; it was a safety measure not to let her wig from detaching its hold on her head.
"Where were you?" he demanded. "I thought you left me—"
But he was cut short by his twin. "This is not the time to be all sentimental, weak Yahiro…" She stopped for a moment because she was panting real hard. "We must go somewhere far or deep in this crowd…"
"W-why? What's happening? What happened earlier?" he asked with a worried face.
"Just… Let's just go, 'kay?" Then she held his left hand by her right and gripped it tight. Ikuto followed the gesture and held her hand tight too. Seeing this, Ryumi smiled a sweet smile at him then they dashed away from the area.
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They arrived to a park near the place where the convention was being held. The park was lovely; it had numerous trees lining the perimeter, flower bushes near the benches and had a mini playground for both kids and kids-at-heart.
"So, can you tell me why we're here?" Ikuto asked her, puffing and huffing. They sprinted real far from the event.
Ryumi gestured him to sit on the ground carpeted by grass beside her. He obeyed then she asked first, "Were you alone when you went here?"
If I… No, I don't want to ruin our now pleasant relationship as siblings..., Ikuto real hard.
Then he stated confidently, "Yes, I was alone when I went here in Japan."
"Really?" Ryumi wondered with a bothered face. "Then why are they here?"
"What do you mean?" Ikuto asked her. It was a fake, since he knew all along what his twin was talking about.
"They're here. Father's henchmen. And it's as if they're looking for someone. That might be you…or me."
"You mean, they're fetching us?"
"That might be true…but for now," Ryumi then held his hand, "I want you to be courageous enough to tell me why. I understood what you said earlier but I've had enough with your read-between-the-lines statements. Please?"
Ikuto looked sideways. "Do I really have to?"
"Yes, because Ryumi wants you to."
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"I hated you that time; you could have tried to tell brother but you didn't. You were weak and I always hated you for that. If only you told anyone-anyone at all I should say-that incident could have been prevented. Sure, brother is strong—stronger than the both of us plus a lot more of people our caliber, but he had his guard down.
It was a feast and he was inside the mansion, who could have thought that someone was able to infiltrate our absolute security?
And also the fact that he saw you there…no one would be suspicious of anything, right?"
Ryumi was silent the whole time Ikuto was stating his opinions and letting all of his hatred out.
"But I'm not blaming you. I assure you that. We were so young back then, so young to experience something real like that… Though it's quite depressing, I tried to fight back my emotions.
I tried and eventually succeeded doing that pretend, thinking that brother might be, in a way or another, be proud of me. But I forgot about you.
I forgot that you are delicate and fragile. You may be in a Mafia family but you are still a girl to be handled carefully. I forgot about your feelings, even resulting to pretending that I don't care about what you feel because, I already made an impression of a stubborn child, and it would be surprising to see me sober around with you, right?
So I'm sorry for all the trouble I caused…everything that I've done wrong…
So…can you be my twin again? Like before, when we would always fight…then laugh things over? Stupid Ryumi?"
Ryumi can't answer simply because she was crying. Streams of tears continue to line her now pinkish cheeks. She can't face Ikuto; it was humiliating and embarrassing all the same.
"Come on now, I will think that you don't understand me…" Ikuto muttered with a smile as he hugged Ryumi tightly.
"I-I'm s-sorry…Weak Ikuto…" Ryumi muttered simply while covering her face wet with tears.
But one statement ruined this very touching (*ahem*) moment.
"Oi, PDA is not allowed here."
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Ikuto pretended not to hear whoever said that statement; he had just reconciled with his sister and she needs understanding right now, why would he even bother other people around him.
The man who talked a while ago grunted. Then he said slyly, "Stubborn people. I'll bite you to death, you herbivores."
Then he brandished his tonfas.
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AiYui: Wheee~~ finished~~! :D
Ai: I'm deeply sorry that this came out super late. And it was not as beautiful and satisfying as what I had visualized it to be many months ago. Sorry. :(
- To music fans: No, there would not be any KyouyaxRyumi pairing that would happen here. Mmm, mainly because I couldn't visualize Kyouya having…er, a partner? It would be absurd, to tell you frankly. Added to that, Yui might beat the crap out of me if I did that… -.-' :D
- If anything bothered you about this chapter regarding anything at all, please tell me. I will not eat you or anything, I promise! :)
AiYui: So, ja ne, minna-san! :)
See ya next time! :)
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Disclaimer: Katekyo Hitman Reborn! nor its characters does not belong to me.