"I'll Find You Again"
Chapter 6: "Stability"
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AN: Do you want to know something? I see what I write. That means I know that it's short. I do that. It's okay guys. It'll get better as I get more time. For now, chill and deal without pointing out the obvious fact that it's short.
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Miharu leaned against the building wall, looking at the dark haired as he went to his pants pocket. It was only a few seconds before the plastic card was held out to him.
"...thanks..." the brunette said, slipping the card into his own pants pocket.
"Um... I just... I know it's weird but... you seem familiar. Like we have met before... before Tsukasa invited you over - this whole town actually does..."
"Do you really think so?" Miharu looked up at the taller; Sora was surprised to find a spark of hope in the green eyes.
"You don't? ... You have nothing to do with... I mean... I can't remember the past few years, I've tried, I want to but..."
"Not to sound mean, but there are some fuzzy parts for me as well... I'm sorry Yoite." The green eyes looked down. How could he possibly explain so much to him?
"What did you say?"
Miharu looked up, meeting a very surprised pair of blue eyes, and a confused expression on Sora's face.
"I said I'm sorry...?"
"You called me 'Yoite'."
"...I did? Oh, I didn't mean to." he said quickly staring down at his feet. Why had he done that?
When he saw the nod from the older, he quickly apologized, only getting a small smile in return.
"It's fine, don't, I mean... It's familiar."
"It's the name of my cat..."
"I know but-... Never mind." Sora leaned against the building next to Miharu, rubbing his temples. Why was this so confusing? Why did it hurt? All he wanted was to understand what was going on.
"...I think I should head home... I'm sorry I bothered you Miharu-kun." The dark haired stood up, shivering lightly at the cold that had started.
"W-Wait, Sora-san!" he stopped, glancing back at the younger. "... It's going to be dark and late by the time you get back... If you want, you can use our phone and call Tsukasa. You're welcome to stay the night here."
The older boy stood there, contemplating the offer. After all, they hardly knew each other... right?
"... I-I think I'll call Tsukasa first and see if he wouldn't mind..." Sora seemed to shift uncomfortably, but he really sounded like he would love for Tsukasa to allow him... Even worse, Miharu couldn't help but feel relieved - happy even that Sora even considered it.
"Of course, thats fine." Sora noticed the spark again in the deep eyes, yet he couldn't help but follow after the brunette closely as he led him into the okonomiyaki store.
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"Just promise you'll be careful."
"Of cour-"
"And don't talk to strangers!"
"Why wou-?"
"And don't leave alone!"
"I didn'-"
"I'll see if Yukimi will drive you home!"
"Well, I was just going to take th-"
"You have got to be safe, okay?"
"Yes. Yes, Tsukasa!" 'Honestly, andhe'sthe younger one!'
"Okay, I'll tell Miharu if Yukimi can drive you back, alright?"
"He's right here..."
"I know, but I want to check with Yukimi... I'll see you tomorrow Sora!"
"I'll see you..." with that, the phone was hung up, letting the older give a sigh of relief.
"He's hilarious." Miharu's smile was small, his voice playful while still holding little emotion. He took the phone from the older and put it back on the charger.
"While he's being a bit over protective... I can't blame him..."
Miharu was only gone a moment before he returned to the seniors side, nodding.
"You're really... You said you don't remember anything... is that right?"
"...It's very complicated." Sora nodded, sighing. The smaller led him into the living room; his grandmother was still working downstairs, finishing with the last few customers of the evening.
"We have all night." he insisted lightly.
"You're really interested?" Sora stared down at him.
"... Lets just say I'm in a similar position."
"I wouldn't know where to start." he admitted, blue eyes staring down at the carpet.
"Well, then you can think about it. In the meantime," he stood up. "Are you hungry? I saw grandma trying to feed you earlier."
"O-Oh! I-I don't want to impose-" Sora had moved to stand; wanting to stop him, but Miharu shook his head as he disappeared into the kitchen.
"It's no trouble." he slipped into the green apron as the guest moved closer, sitting in a closer chair. Miharu started pulling out ingredients, glancing over at the older when he heard a soft laugh. "What's so funny?"
"That's adorable." the dark haired pointed to the apron. "It's... it's cute on you."
"Hush you." the shorter said pathetically, feeling himself blush. Why was he embarrassed by that? That was new...
"Sorry, sorry." he put up his hands defensively as the smaller continued cooking.
Both had stayed quiet as the small brunette poured his concentration into the foot. When he moved to set the plates down at the table, he stumbled a moment, watching Sora move to catch him - though he hadn't fallen.
"It's all right." he promised, straightening himself as the first plate when in Sora's spot. "Don't worry."
Green eyes moved to where he had been, seeing Yoite purr as he started to brush against Sora. Figures, the cat was acting so odd lately.
"He must really like you." he said lightly, sitting down across from the blue eyed. He didn't make a comment when the tall boy leaned over to pet the dark furred cat.
"...His name is a lot like mine..." he heard the quiet voice, looking over his guest.
"What do you mean by that, Sora?"
Sora seemed to look up, surprised, as if he didn't realize he'd said that out loud.
"O-Oh, I-I... I don't know... it just... I don't understand it really but... I feel like we're... similar..." he started down at the large blue orbs that belonged to the creature.
Miharu couldn't help but shiver, feeling a wave of sickness. Why did he feel like his head was going to explode...?
They both wound up finishing the meal quicker than they thought; Miharu washing the dishes as Sora started playing with the kitten on the floor.
"...Sora?"
"Hm?" The dark haired looked up.
"...We really do have all night... Could we really... talk about our conversation earlier?"
There was a somber look from the older student, but he held his gaze. Finally, he got a small nod.
"...Just... not here please?"
Miharu instantly understood, slipping his apron off and motioning the older to follow him. Sora still stayed close, though he looked hesitant as Miharu opened the bedroom door.
"...Why make a face like that? We're just talking..."
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