Chapter 5 – Part 1: Lies

Suspecting someone is bad; and I know that. But I really can't deny the fact that I've been looking for evidences; and as luck would have it, I have found one…

"Yo!" I heard somebody called from Miku's room. Even if the door was slightly open, I can hear the sound clearly.

"Mh? You're not coming back until tomorrow morning? Awh," I peeked in a little and was surprised to see Mikuo. Hm, I was wondering – why was he still up? This time of the night? Ah well, Miku wasn't here, for she was busy doing her work with Rin at the recording station. Good for them the song they submitted yesterday got accepted.

"What?" I saw him pound his left fist on Miku's tabletop. "What if the whole family knew?"

What was that. ''If the whole family knew," knew what, teal head? I must continue to eve's drop. Even just on the phone conversation.

"Come on Gaku-sama!" It's then I realized that he's talking to Gakupo. And I think my ears dropped when I heard the rest of Mikuo's conversation over the phone.

"What? Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeaaaa—no. My sister is already suspecting me, duh. Yea—she saw the scratches yesterday.. M-hm. And she was pleading for me to tell what happened to it. And I blame Len for it. You know what? We shouldn't have hurt that guy!"

Hurt.. You mean Len, idiot? So I was once right, never even thought twice of changing my suspected person. Boom. You're caught. And good as dead.

"No—no, no we, hurt him. Alright? There's no way 'round it. It's done. Now, you asking me what'll I do? Hm, I'mma keep my mouth shut, hide all possible things, unless, that little runt blurts out every, single, thing. You copy? Good. 10pm here. Gotta move. See ya later." He then turned the phone off and plopped on Miku's bed. It isn't your room, jerk.

You will pay. You will all pay.

All of sudden I just felt the urge to break in the room and punch him at the face. How dare they do that to Len! They still call themselves as a part of a family! They're being – much rotten than a rat dying in the garbage!

And I did it. I broke in. I can never visualize what I saw earlier. The look on his face while he was talking with that—that, purple-haired moron? No. All I could feel was hate, hate and hate.

"O—ne, Kaito-san! –" I was aggravated by what honorific he referred to me as. Nah, I was just bothered with how he said my name so easy. For a suspect.

"You're up? Well, I'm not expecting to—what are you doing in Miku's room anyway?" he then cuts his statement as an obvious change of subject.

"Shouldn't I be the one to ask you that? Why in the world are you here? In this house? Hm? You should be at the next apartment, not here in the main!" I clenched my fists aside, just below my sleeves.

"Oh why, of course," he said, standing up, walking towards me. "This is my younger sister's room. You have to consider that we share what we have. Deal with it," he said, standing just a couple of inches away from my face.

And I don't feel happy about it.

"Well, haven't you heard of privacy?" I asked sarcastically, leaning on the wall just beside the door.

"Sorry but, it wasn't on my dictionary." He grinned. I was getting pissed. I felt sad for Miku to have such a heartless brother like him. So rude and – just cruel.

"Ne, just to break out of the topic, I want you to know that you're my number one suspect for the incident about Len. I mean like, you're one of the bad guys, I suppose," his grinning face turned to evil look. Caught you, little devil.

He shrugged, "Ah, that little brat," he replied. He turned around and shrugged. "Besides, who would want him anyway? He's just meant to be used, like a stupid, broken toy, forever unfixed, helpless and innocent."

Everything went pitch black. The only thing in the whole atmosphere that I saw was me and this foul-mouthed teal moron.

"Watch out your words."

"Ah, you're trying to protect that child? Ack, too bad, he'd be thrown in the garbage aaanytime now—"

I punched him in the face. No, really. I can't stand any person talk behind somebody's back just for seeing its weakness. I mean, Len. He haven't known his real personality yet. I admit, that Len has his weakness, but I don't think it's even visible..

"Ahh, I'm sorry to say that, does truth hurts?" he said, and I was more insulted when a faint smile crossed on his ugly face.

Yes. It does hurt, Mikuo. For your absolute information, I took care of Len. He was one of the family's prized possession.

"You don't have the right to tell me that. And in front of him either. You don't know him." I tried to keep my composure on, because I'm madly at rage.

"Don't tell me you're one of a spy that lurks on every available hole." He hissed.

"Just say it, Mikuo! Why did you and Gakupo hurt Len? What are his accusations to the both of you for you to hurt him like that! Don't you know that he was having a hard time to recover!Huh! Haven't you ever been considerate even for just now! Are you aware of what you're doing? Can you just—"

"Oh shut up;" he punched me back. I flinched and went out of the room. We started fighting on the hallway.

I could either kill this guy for maltreating Len or saying such words to him. He's so defiant. Confident for his chosen words that he doesn't even understand. What a shame. I hate him so much. He's never a part of this 'family'. Ever. I wouldn't even consider him as one even if Miku pleaded on my knees.

I was about to defeat him by pinning him onto the wall with the use of my left foot but luckily, Meiko saw us and the bad part is, I was supposed to be the good guy, but she broke the sake bottle on top of my head. Yes. Ouch.

"KAITO SHION YOU'RE SO STUPID! WHY IN THE WORLD ARE YOU FIGHTING WITH MIKUO, DAMMIT! GET THE HELL OUT OF THE HALLWAY AND SLEEP IN PEACE OR ELSE I'D CUT YOU TO PIECES!" she said. I gulped. When she's drunk, she means her words.

Three doors opened. Uh-oh. She created to much noise, the loud shattering from the bottle being broken and her loud, scary-pitched voice. Three heads peeked out; Teto, Gumi and Len. Yes. Len. Even though he seems groggy and still weak, I can't imagine on how he got up by himself just to peek outside his door.

"Thanks for, uh—the un-friendly fight moron," he bid, dashing downstairs and as I heard the gate from outside cluttered, I'm guessing that he ran out home.

Good. Good riddance.

"Seriously what the hell are you thinking? Hm?" Meiko said as she puts both of her hands on her waists, as usual.

"You didn't know the whole story, Meiko. I knew who did the thing to Len," I said, panting a little.

She looked at me with the most confusing eye stare I could have gotten from Meiko.

"Do I look like I'm drunk to you? Come on I don't like waiting, or else I'd storm over and turn the whole house upside-down."

I pulled Meiko downstairs and locked the kitchen door.

"I know the truth; and all that lies within it."

"What? You mean the incident that happened three weeks ago? That's a sick situation, Kaito, very sick. So sick of you being such a retard. I know what happened. Even Miku does know the whole story." She said, throwing her hands up in mid air and placed them on the counter, in a leaning posture.

I was confused. They knew it? It was so much unlike them to act just calm. Especially Meiko. Why didn't she even kicked Mikuo or Gakupo out of the house? Or even started a war using lighters and hard raw meat? Why didn't she slapped their ugly faces using broken sake bottles?

"Meiko," I said. "Tell me what you know."

She sat on the dining chair, grabbing a bottle of wine and gently poured the red liquid.

"Mikuo told me over the phone one night after Len's incident that he was being beaten up by bad guys. But; without mercy. That's it. That's what I heard and what I knew." She narrated, sipping the wine.

Liar. Mikuo is the worst guy I have ever known in my entire life.

"Well then, Mikuo was lying, Meiko, if you haven't known."

"What—what are you talking about?"

"It wasn't the real thing that happened! Mikuo was a liar!"

A glass went to the floor. Meiko dropped it on purpose. Uh-huh. She's mad now.

"Are you kidding me! Who are you to put the blame on that guy? Huh! For your absolute negative zero information; Mikuo was my co-singing partner. He's kind, caring and intelligent. Unlike the other significant blue sitting in front of me who's sometimes dumber than expected. Please Kaito, please. I'm not kidding around." She said as she twirled around and started walking away. But as she grabbed the door knob, I caught her left sleeve and pulled her.

"Listen," I said, locking my stare onto her. "Do I look like I'm joking to you? Was it 'dumb' for me to create certain hypothesis and suspect faintly? Wasn't it my right to judge, even though I have no use for you? Meiko. Wake up. This is for Len's sake. How am I supposed to freaking kid with that topic! Len is my number one concern! And for your information too—how come I'd come up with such speculation if you said I'm dumb!" I shouted, now holding both of her arms with such grip that a rage holds.

She looked away.

And slapped me.

"What the fuck are you gonna do? It happened, Kaito. And now Len was helpless. There's no way 'round it." She said, and I can see tears welling up in her eyes, but didn't want me to see it. I caught that anyhow. She slightly pushed me away, her hands on my chest.

"Go get some sleep. You're too tired to even contain your normal self anyway," she bid, turning her back. I turned around afterwards, picking up the pieces of wine glass she broke.

"Oh," she added. "And don't you worry because I'm up to something."

I was bothered by it because— she smiled after that.

Chapter 5— Part 2

For the very first time of Friday, I felt a little okay now. What bothers me is just the painful migraine I've been experiencing every hour or so. But I'm still clearly not okay. I stood up, leaving my hair messy and untied; not the way the normal Len would.

I groped for my jacket; for my upper body was bare. No wonder I'm cold. I slipped on the slippers and turned the door know slowly. I am expecting a clearer view of the hallway, but unfortunately, no. So I squinted my eyes until I reached the stairs. And that's the trick that made my head spin. I grasped on the handrails as I walked down.

"Len!" said Kaito, whom sprang up to his feet when he saw me, while he was eating something in the kitchen. I eyed him, while he was walking briskly towards me.

"Let me help you—"

"Nii-chan," I said, in a low tone. "I'm fine. Thanks for the offer, though." I blocked his left hand with my right palm in attempt of holding my shoulder. I walked inside the dining room, the only passageway that leads to the hallway, where in the left, the shower room was there. I can see the other members stopped what they were doing, well, except for Teto who was happily eating a slice of cinnamon bread roll. I then headed for the bathroom for a shower.

I filled the tub with hot water, sinking in. I felt refreshed. Calm. I closed my eyes, trying hard to make myself being soothed by the water's temperature.

But then it flashed back.

The memories of last night—they seemed so real. More real than that night. Every movements, view, and heavy breathing. I can hear them.

Fear. It struck me again.

I carded both my hands onto my ears, shaking. Tears mixed with the water. Even though it's not audible if you stood for like a feet away; my voice is trembling. I can't forget how he—

"Len?" A knock followed. I was startled. I'm glad it's Kaito, though.

"A—h—nee, onii-sama?" I answered, getting out of the bathtub.

"Are you okay? Just tell me if you are so I could help you out—"

"I'm perfectly fine nii-chan; and I can manage myself." I wrapped myself in a towel, and then made my way out. I came face-to-face with Kaito-nii. The only people who were still in the kitchen were Kaito-nii, Miku, Neru and …

Mikuo.

Author's LOL Note:

I inserted the half part of part 2 there because—I just feel like inserting it there. *keheheheh* No. Actually, I'm not busy; I'm just lazy just a week now.

AND IT'S HARD TO TYPE.