A/N: Hey everybody! My first author note! Sorry it's been so long! Hopefully I'll get back to updating now, fingers crossed! And thus, the long awaited chapter seventeen! Why are my Miki chapters always so short? Nonetheless, Enjoy!
"Miki! Miki! ...Miki? Come on, open up," I forced my eyes open and rubbed them. Another nightmare. It was just another nightmare.
I went over the events of last night in my head. I found the cat asleep outside Daisuke's door, like she was keeping guard. I didn't dare look in to see if Daisuke was still awake or not. The twins' door was locked so I couldn't check on them. I had went back to my room to find Aika asleep by my bed, as though she fell asleep waiting for me. I had helped her back into her own room. Minoru had...left. I felt the anger rise up in me again, but it just fizzled out, overpowered by my absolute tiredness. That was everything, right? And then it struck me.
Amaya-San!
I ran to the door to get it for Minoru. Who knows how long he was out there. But...wait. He had keys. If the door was locked, he'd be able to get back in. What was going on here? I didn't have time to try and make my half asleep brain work. Instead, I flew into action. I flung open the (unlocked) door to find Minoru transformed. He stepped into the doorway. "What took you so long, Miki? I thought you weren't coming after a while."
"Minoru, Amaya-San, I-" I tried to explain through the fog in my mind. I couldn't think straight or quick in the morning. After all, only then did I process Minoru was transformed. "Minoru, what happened?"
He laid down cautiously, looking over his shoulder multiple times. I then saw there was something on his back. I walked closer, my disheveled hair falling into my eyes. On his back Amaya-San laid there, asleep with a worried expression troubling on her pretty face.
I helped slide her down. Her eyes flittered open and she smiled lightly before closing them again. I started to half drag half carry her up the stairs, surprised by how light she was. It wasn't like she was one of those girls who never ate, she had a good appetite from what I had seen.
Once I had laid her in her "bed," I realized how awkward it was for me to carry her like that and felt my face grow hot. I glanced down at her resting face, and brushed a loose hair back into place. She looked like one of those fairy tale princesses like this. I knocked the thought right out of my head. What was I thinking?!
I came back down the stairs with a thousand thoughts in my brain, and I knew I was too sleepy to please any of them. I just let them drift along and make their point. In a poof of lime green smoke a naked Minoru appeared, stretching like he didn't have a care in the world.
I hated that part of him, his loose nature that let him go back to being happy in a moment's time, that "everything will turn out alright" perspective. I loved that part of him.
"So," He started spotting me and giving me a guilty smile. "I have a lot to tell you."
"You do." I said, brushing him off roughly. He mock winced.
"Ouch! No need to for the cold shoulder. I just found her wandering, transformed oncd, transformed back, and then she just got tired on the way back and I finally convinced her once she was half asleep to let me give her a lift back home." I glared at him. That wasn't a good explanation.
"What do you mean you found her wandering? What was she doing?" I spoke icily. If I was good at anything, it was intimidating people into answering me. I knew since I was a kid no one liked my eyes. No one liked me in general, really. But after a while, my eyes became my power. I was weak. But they were strong.
"Is the house still a minefield? Or has she gone home?" He asked, peering around the room, blatantly ignoring my inquiry.
"Take a look for yourself." I said, my voice getting quieter. I wasn't go to break down. Not now. Not yet. I was so close to finally getting the truth out of him. I needed Minoru to tell me the truth. He needs to tell me the truth.
Or else our whole relationship will be built upon lies.
He ruffled my hair and said, "Don't ever change." before loping off up stairs. I breathed out slowly. I was so close. I know he always lies to me. And he probably knows I know. But yet, neither of us say anything, neither of us do anything. Why? Why don't we try to change?
The Sohma family never changes.
But then, there was Amaya-San. How much have we changed, if not just a little, just by her? Could she really become the deciding factor in our lives? Everything she did, it was so small. How could it affect us so much? Minoru carried her home after finding her! I knew Minoru. He wouldn't do something like that before. But, we were changing. Bit by bit, changing.
But was it for the better?