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Chapter 6
When Maya awoke she was laying on a bed, covered by a thin sheet. She wasn't in her own home but one unfamiliar to her, and suddenly the events of the night before came rushing back to her.
Was this Mikoto's house? If so where was he? Was this his bed? Where had he slept? What time even was it-
"Oi." She looked up and saw Mikoto stood in the doorway. He wouldn't meet her eyes, and it made her sad as she realised, not for the first time, how little she knew him. "Do you feel up to meeting some people?"
Mikoto's friends were lively to say the least. Maya was almost more tired than when she left than when she arrived. Much later that night, when everyone except her had had more than a little to drink, she left the bar with Mikoto as her escort. It had been insisted upon by everyone at the bar, so that there wasn't a repeat of the night before, and she definitely wasn't complaining. Even Mikoto had agreed, though he had looked distracted when he said so. He had refused to look her in the eyes for a whole week and for so many reasons that she didn't want to think about, it was driving her insane.
When they finally arrived outside her small apartment, after a long and silent walk, she decided to confront him. He had already turned to leave but she called him back; he denied her every time she asked him to come in, but she managed to keep him outside long enough to talk to him.
"I'm not scared of you." She said. "Why would you think I was?"
Mikoto moved so fast she didn't see it coming. One of his hands grabbed her left wrist, pinning it above her head, while the other was pressed against the wall she was stood against, outside her apartment, effectively trapping her. He held his face close to hers again, their noses touching softly and he finally met her eyes again.
"Why aren't you?"
"Because there is nothing to be afraid of."
There was a long pause. Finally Mikoto let her go, his touch gentle all of a sudden, and stepped back, putting at least a foot in between them. His grip on her wrists grew slack until they slipped through his fingers and her heartbeat began to slow. She almost wished for him to grab her again.
"If you think that then you're stupider than I expected."
"If you think otherwise then you're the one who's stupid."
He couldn't really think of anything to say in return. Mikoto waited a few seconds before replying.
"You should choose your friends more wisely."
"So should you."
"Why aren't you afraid of me?"
"Why are you?"
She didn't see him for a few weeks after that.