Chapter 13: I can't change roses' colors
"Ah, man... You are... You are... You are evil!" moaned Kyoya, then he fell down on the floor of the kitchen and continued panting. Hikaru was also panting and fell on his back. "I know." she admitted and remained there. "Oh, yeah... Here's the Sleeping Beauty above The Charming Prince..." he pointed with monotony and boredom. It wasn't like he was embarrassed of anything. Hikaru started to sniff his neck. Kyoya noticed it and that annoyed him.
"What the hell are you doing?" he asked with scorn. Hikaru laughed but didn't stand up. "Nothing." she answered with playfulness in her voice. Then Hikaru started to stroke the back of his head. He sweat dropped. "Seriously... What are you doing?" he insisted. Hikaru pouted but stopped. She didn't answer his question. But Hikaru didn't really end her game. She searched for his pulse point at his neck and soon, she found it. "Why is your heart beating so madly?" she asked, not like she cared about it. Kyoya sweat dropped.
"Because, my sweetie, you chased me all the afternoon... And if you can notice, and I think you do, you are applying a huge 'comforting' pressure on my back. And I'm still panting." he explained with boredom and tiredness in his voice. Even if he told her that, Hikaru didn't stand up. She nuzzled into his shoulder. That annoyed him more, but faked a big smile to annoy her back.
"No offense, Hikaru, but... you are cute! And you should dry your hair... And hide your cute eyes..." he preached somehow, but it didn't annoy her. She just raised an eyebrow, then kissed his check. He blushed vaguely, but tried to hide it. "Thanks anyway. And... you'd better don't try again. You know I have a special air..." she reminded him on an irritating way. Then they kept quiet.
"Hikaru... I have a feeling." he suddenly muttered. She nodded vaguely, looking in nowhere. "I know... Me too."
"So... What should we do?" he mumbled, then sighed. She started to stroke the back of his head again. "Nothing... It's gonna be ok if you ignore it. I think." she answered on a low voice, looking at her hand which was stroking him. Then she stopped, brought it closer to her eyes and looked scared at her hand, which was shivering. She clenched it and took a deep breath. Then Hikaru stood up without any word. She started to bite her lips.
"Oh, yes... Oh, yes... My back is happy now!" exclaimed Kyoya and stood up, too, moaning a bit.
A nice small kitten stepped in the room. It walked towards Kyoya with soft and delicate steps. Then it continued walking until it climbed on his lap. He raised an eyebrow but just stroked it gently and the cat didn't run away.
"What a beautiful life you have..." he started to talk to the cat.
Well, he didn't notice that Hikaru just stopped in front of his opened door and was watching that scene.
"You are lucky... You cannot love people you mustn't and you don't fight with your nightingales created by the person you love... And you have no worries... Your heart isn't hurting and hurting everyday, right?" Then he smiled to the cat, which mewed to him and snuggled into his lap. He continued to stroke the cat, so it started to purr and, soon, it fell asleep.
Hikaru hardly held back her laugh, and Kyoya noticed her. He startled and looked with scared eyes. "I wasn't sentimental with a cat... And I didn't tell her that I'm in love... And... If you peep any word, you can be sure you'll be dead..."
Hikaru really burst into laughing at hearing that. She walked towards him and then sat next to him. She patted his back friendly to encourage him. "There isn't anything wrong in trying to escape. But in love, well, yes, there is. And... let me give you an advice. No flowers if she is a girl like me. And I think she is. I don't think you can like a sweet girl."
Kyoya looked puzzled. "Um... Hikaru, what are your favorite flowers?" he suddenly asked. Hikaru looked confused and thought a bit. "Well... I don't really like flowers. But If I'd have to choose... I think roses. I love big, large flowers, even if they are going to wither. White roses are a symbol of pure love, red roses are symbol of passionate love and... yellow or orange roses are a symbol of jealousy. The person who offers you orange or yellow roses has no romantic intention. The person who offers you purple roses fell in love with you at the first sight. Well, I think I like the red ones. And the purple ones. Hehe. I think flowers make women and girls feel special. No woman refuses flowers, excepting me. But I also like peonies." she explained.
'Man... I love big, large flowers, even if they are going to wither. No woman refuses flowers, excepting me. I'm head over hells in love with this girl...' Kyoya said in his mind.
Then she smiled and looked at him.
"But... I'm not imagining you with a red rose in your mouth, kneeling on the ground, confessing a girl that you love her!" she remarked on a playful voice. Kyoya sneered and crossed his arms. "Of course not. It is humiliating."
She chuckled and patted his back again. "Anyway, good luck." she wished him and stood up. "Um... Hikaru... thanks. I think is gonna be useful what you told me." Kyoya suddenly said. Hikaru raised an eyebrow. "Really?"
'No...' he said in his mind, but forced a smile and nodded. Hikaru shrugged and then left the room. He sighed and looked disgusted at the kitten which was sleeping. "I have a terrible feeling." he muttered and sighed again.
Please, Hikaru... Don't do anything. Please, for me... I don't care if you're never gonna to be mine. I just wanna know that this feeling will disappear. I don't care if I'll live with my nightingales all my life... Just tell me that the feeling will disappear. Ah, c'mon... Go away... Isn't enough what you made me endure? You should've told me... that you are dangerous. I feel like a loser. And I'm a coward. I feel terrible because you broke my heart. But I also should've known that... being loved back isn't happening to everyone. It is rarely happening. Even if I don't believe in statistics... I don't think I have big chances. Should I kidnap and then kill you when nobody's watching? Definitely yes... You worth it, Hikaru. I am... sick. Very sick. Wow... It... hurts. I am very impressed. It really hurts. I cannot believe that... it hurts. But... I can't change. I can't change... who I am, what I feel, what I do, what I am supposed to do... But I can see the good part. The good part is that... it cannot get worse than this. That's good. But... I'm gonna rise up! Some people and teenagers have cancer! Who are you, Kyoya? Yes, you are right. You will never let a... Fine, fine, you know what, Kyoya? You aren't Kyoya since she started to mean pretty much to you! You are... a nothing. No more lies, Kyoya. Truth time. No more rising up! We are tired of liars, Kyoya! We want to know the truth! SHUT UP, KYOYA! Truth hurts, Kyoya! We need lies! Truth hurts too much! We cannot endure the truth! That's true! But the lie always reveals its face! Ah, I am so stupid... But... Do you know what would be funny? If Hyoma would return now... I'd laugh very much. Seriously... I'd be so amused...
Hikaru left the house on tiptoe.
"The old story... I should've eaten less biscuits... Roar!" moaned Hikaru. Then she saw the trap she was looking for. She opened it and arrived straight in the drawing-room. "Perfect!" she triumphed, holding a fist up in the air. Then she let it down. "Good..."
She took her cell from her pocket and cast a glance at the clock. "It's eleven o'clock. The train is at five o'clock. Until four o'clock I have to be back. In about five hours. I hate you, Kyoya!"
Then she put her cell back and took her pocket lamp and light. "Ok... Where's the basement?"
She peered a bit around until she found the door. "Fine..." She walked there with slow steps; just to be sure her footsteps cannot be heard. She opened the door of the basement without being heard and entered. She took care and paid very much attention to the stairs which she discerned. Then she gently opened the second door and entered. She looked around to find that switch. "Ah, c'mon... Seriously?" she moaned until she found the switch and turned on the light.
The room was unchanged: cold and unmerciful. She started to wonder if those people came back from their holiday. She walked and examined everything with very much attention. She checked everything again. Then she started to tap her foot. She put her index finger at her downer lip. She walked and checked everything again. The walls, the tables, the chemicals, the instruments, the ceiling, the desks. Then she turned on the computer and took a seat there. For Hikaru's surprise, it had no password.
She verified 'My Recent Documents' folder. She found some documents about Izumi's experiments. She also found music files and folders. Hikaru sighed and closed the folder. Then she opened 'My Computer' folder to discover that inside the drive there was a CD. She quickly played the CD.
It wasn't anything special. Some boring chemistry lessons. After that she turned off the computer, stood up and walked towards the door, but she noticed something strange. The sound of her footsteps was different. When she was stepping on a certain part of the floor, the sound could be heard clearly. If she was stepping on the rest part of the floor, it wasn't so clear.
She tapped her foot on that part of the floor to be sure. Then she checked the walls again. She knocked on the walls. On a certain part, the sound was clear, just like there was empty.
"Ah, c'mon... How do I open this?" she wondered. She startled to hit the wall violently with her right foot. Then she knocked all the walls again. She accidentally pressed the switch, but the light didn't turn off. Instead of that, she heard a strange short sound. Hikaru froze for one second and walked all over the room to find the reason. She suddenly stumbled over something and fell down.
"Damn..." she muttered with boredom and stood up. Then she looked at the floor to see why she stumbled. What she saw shocked her. "Oh. My. God."
But she didn't have time. She suddenly felt a big pain at the back of her head. The room started to become vague and vague, until the darkness completely covered it. Then she fell down.
Kyoya suddenly woke up. He was panting, his heart was beating like a drum and he was sweating. Then he felt a big deep pain at the left part of his chest.
Hikaru recovered after some minutes. She slowly opened her eyes. She was somewhere; she couldn't distinguish where, or anything. The images were vague. She tried to move her hands, but she couldn't. Then she realized they were tied. Luckily, her legs weren't tied. Then she started to see the images more clearly. She was leaning against a wall, in a small and dark room. Hikaru moaned and then realized she was in a storeroom.
Before she could have any knee-jerk reaction about the entire situation, she heard some voices, but she didn't understand what they talked. Then the door suddenly opened to see a man. Hikaru had no idea who he was. Then she saw a figure. She didn't recognize anyone, but there was a figure. She squinted.
Hikaru suddenly sneered. "Ah, c'mon... I should've known..." Then she looked away. "Izumi and her famous plans, right? You looked to be the only one who was thinking like a normal human, right? The rest had a brain like the knee of a nut." she reproved. Then the door closed without any discussions.
Hikaru sighed, but in the next moment worries and panic started to fill her. She took a deep breath. "Fine, chill out, Hikaru... The rope is very tight... Ah, and it hurts!" Then she thought about it and soon, she found an idea. She took the advantage that her legs weren't tied and tried to stand up, even if her hands were tied. "Good... Now..." She shook her pocket violently and some things hardly jump out and then fell down. "Let's see... Lip gloss, mascara, Kyoya's necklace, lighter... Oh, I know! The lighter!"
She sat down and tried to take the lighter with her tied hands. "Ah... C'mon! S**t! Where are you? Come here... S**t!" she cursed.
She searched until the door opened again to see Izumi... again. But she didn't notice that Hikaru was searching for a way to escape. "Do not try anything too nice!" Izumi threatened her and then closed the door. Hikaru finally found the lighter then.
"Yes!" she exclaimed and started to burn the rope with the flame of the lighter. "Ouch!" The fire was burning the rope, but it was also burning her hands and her fingers a bit. The rope was a best quality rope. It wasn't getting burnt so easy. Hikaru endured the pain however, repeating herself that nothing hurts for her and that pain is a sign of weakness.
When the rope was almost burnt, she suddenly felt that the fire isn't burning her hands anymore. "Ah! Perfect... Just perfect! I have no gas anymore! And I cannot tie the rope by myself!"
Then she stood up and shook her pocket again and after long wars, she rescued some things. "Ok, ok... What do we have here?" She widened her eyes. "Oh, my God... That's Kyoya's clasp knife which I stole last week? Oh, Kyoya, I loveeeeeeeeeeeee you! After I escape, I'll kiss you one thousand times! And I also love myself! I'm so brilliant!"