Hi, Hello. I remade this chapter.
"Ah-"
"What are you doing?" Silver cuts in before the "someone" can open the curtain to my bed.
"Hah? Why do you care? Actually, why are you even here?" That "someone", better known as curls, or …Miura? 'That was her name, right? Now's a good time to answer, God-san!'
Anyway, I watch as Miura's shadow looks back at the door, to the girl who fed me her lunch. "I'm here, because…because that idiot can't take care of himself." I hear silver hair respond.
'Gee, thanks for that.' With a silent exhale, I sit up straight. 'What should I do here? I'd like to announce my presence, but my gut is telling me not to. Honestly, what a pain.'
"-an you. So, you can go now." I'm only able to catch the end of Miura's response.
"More experienced? Yeah, maybe at spreading your legs." Silver scoffs, which almost sounds like a laugh.
'Damn, that's one crazy accusation.'
"Sh-Shut up! You're just jealous Hikio doesn't even see you as a girl! I mean, not that I blame him, look at you. So not cute." Miura laughs mockingly. "What look are you even going for exactly? A dolled up delinquent?"
'And that is… an insult, but at the end of the day it's all about preference, right God-san? Anyone?' Moving onto the bed's side, I slide into my shoes. Listening to the two girls argue.
"Didn't you move on from blondie in just a day? Hell, didn't you drop everything and everyone for Hikigaya? I'd call it romantic, if it didn't show just how disloyal and easy you are." Now it was Silver's turn to mock her, but there was no amusement in her words, unlike Miura.
"You…You don't get to say that! You have no idea what you're talking about!" Miura refutes. "Hikio, he s-"
'Okay, enough of this.'
Walking out the small space with a frown, I acknowledge both of them. Slinging my bag onto my shoulder, I sigh, and begin to make my way out.
"Hikio! Where are you-"
Stopping, I look at her to respond. "Home, I'm tired and have a splitting headache." Well, used to, but it's a damn good excuse right now.
"But, what about what you said?"
'Damn it. As much as I'd like to delay things another day, I don't think it'd work.' Staring into the green emerald eyes belonging to Miura, I break my gaze and sigh, again.
Looking over at Silver, I notice the annoyed look in her eyes. "Tsk, here." Catching a can, I look it over curiously. 'Max Coffee?'
"You owe me lunch. See you." With that, she grabs her things and leaves, letting the sliding door slam into the frame.
'Wonderful. I've just pissed off my newest… friend? And now I have to deal with a very emotional blonde.'
With a third sigh, I turned back around to face Miura, who also didn't look happy. But…at least, her anger wasn't directed at me. "Bitch."
"If you're going to insult someone, do it to their face." I chastise her, not particularly happy with the turn of events, if it wasn't obvious.
"Wha- Hikio! Didn't you hear what she said? She basically called me a wh-"
"Listen Miura. Let's not do this. Especially not right now, I wasn't joking about the headache." It had suddenly come back with a vengeance, and I had a feeling I knew what caused it to return.
Popping the can of coffee open, I take a sip, only for me to immediately make a face. 'Ugh, the hell? This is far too sweet.'
"Hikio?"
"Nothing, just…you wanted to talk?"
Averting her gaze, she herself sighs. "I…You…Do…" She speaks, but her words seem to fail her.
"Take your time, I have-"
"Do you want us to be together again!?"
'Ah. I had a feeling this is what she meant in that text.' Running a hand through my hair, I feel my other hand, which was holding my coffee, suddenly get grabbed.
Raising an eyebrow at Miura, who had taken hold of my hand with both of hers, she starts. "Because, if that is what you want, I…I know that I wasn't a perfect girlfriend before, but I promise that I'll be better, just give me a chance to show you! Please, Hikio!"
Staring into her eyes, I can tell she genuinely means it, and because of that I- "No." -Refused.
"What? But, I-I…" Tears now threatened to spill from her eyes, and something inside me couldn't handle that.
"I imagine you have changed, and I have too." Man, this blows. "But, we aren't a thing anymore, and that's probably for the best."
"Then…why even approach me? Are you just messing with me?!" She angrily cries out.
'I see, so this is all my fault, but she knows things I don't. Things I needed to know.' Unfortunately, the only thing I could do now was prevent things from getting worse. "...I'm not. I approached you because…" Because what? Can you think things through before you jump head first into things? "Becau-
Ring~ Ring~
"Give me a sec." Jumping at the opportunity, I immediately answered my phone, not giving a damn.
"Wha-"
"Hello?"
"Onii-chan? Are you coming home?"
Ah, if it isn't my darling little sister, …Komi. Yeah, I still don't have any confidence in that name. 'Okay, think. What should I say? How do I not muck things up even more? …Oh, that could work.'
"Err, maybe? Depends on if I live past these next few minutes." Because, I just got an idea, a really good one.
"Eh?! Onii-ch-"
"Later, love ya!" Cutting the call, I look over at a now bewildered, but still very teary-eyed Miura. 'I need to somehow spin this in a way that'll make her unable to say no.' Was this slightly manipulative? Yes. Did I like it? No, but I need to know who Hachiman was, and she was the key to that.
"Hikio, what was tha-"
"Miura, let's be friends." …This is not going to work in the slightest, and I'm an idiot for thinking it would.
Ignoring both my thoughts and my vibrating phone for now, I focus on Miura, who is now very emotional, and not in a happy way. 'No good, huh?'
"...That answer isn't any better!" Miura refutes, and I can't help but smile sadly at that very true fact.
"Yeah…But, like we said, we've changed." I take in a breath, but it hitches in my throat as I hesitate. 'Damn it, I really hate this.'
"Who's to say that I'm the same Hikigaya that you liked? What if I don't like this new you? …That's why I proposed for us to be friends, to see what's changed." And for you to give this up, because I'm not saying yes because of an age difference only I will know about.
"I…That's not fair. You know I can't say no to that." No, I guess not.
"What are you two doing here?" Turning to face the newest member of our conversation, I am surprised to meet with the tired gaze of my lab coat wearing teacher. "Miura, didn't I tell you to get going? You don't have a reason to stay after school, do you?"
Miura doesn't reply, and I'm slightly lost. 'They talked? Was that what she was complaining about when she entered?' My gaze flicks towards movement, and I soon realize she's in the process of leaving. 'What? She's leaving? But, I haven't really gotten an answer…'
Walking past our homeroom teacher, Miura stops at the door and turns back towards me. "I…I'll do it, Hikio! And, I won't lose!"
The door shuts and I can't voice anything to her, even as I see a newfound confidence in her eyes. '...I'm getting the feeling I somehow did something wrong.'
"Hikigaya, what happened? I heard from Tanaka-sensei that you arrived incredibly late, and immediately came here."
"I wasn't feel-" My words get caught at the back of my throat, as I come to a realization.
My homeroom teacher, Hiratsuka-sensei, was now engaging in conversation with me. "Hikigaya? …You alright?"
"Ah, would you look at the time! My darling sister is waiting for me, so goodbye."
"Okay." Her tone sounded almost sad. "I won't stop you from leaving, but…I'm still your teacher, Hikigaya. If you need to talk, don't be a-." I had already left.
'I talked with her! OhMyGosh!' Feeling a vibration in my leg, I remember just who might be calling me. 'Oh crap, I almost forgot…' I now had to reassure my younger sister that I was, in fact, alive and very much safe.
Bathroom
Sitting in the water filled bath, I watch the water splash and ripple every time water falls from my hair. 'I want to say today was a success, but I'm no closer to the truth than before. Actually…Hey, Hachiman, are you in my subconscious? Hello?'
Drip.
…
Drip.
…
Drip.
"Guess not." Allowing the water to drain, I finally get out of the bath. With that done, I begin to dry myself. Finally finishing, I hang the towel again.
Changing into a clean set of clothes, I stop as I walk past the sink and mirror. Looking into the latter, I find it to be completely fogged up. 'If this really is my new life, then shouldn't it be a completely new start, and not an already used save?'
With a sigh, I run a finger down the mirror, and a portion of my face greets me back. "If only God-san or Hikigaya-san could grace me with their presence, and explain everything to me."
"Again, guess no-"
Knock, Knock, Knock.
"Onii-chan? Are you done in there? Dinner's ready!" I hear my new little sister's voice come through the door.
Staring at the door, I finally responded after a moment. "...Uh, almost!"
"Okay! Hurry, or Kamakura might get hungry!" What an excitable lil' lady, I still can't believe she's related to this lonely specimen.
Looking back at the mirror, I shake those previous thoughts away. 'No point relying on divine intervention now, especially when I never have before. I'll use it when I need a coping measure.' I chuckle at the stupid last thought of mine, before leaving the bathroom.
Reaching the dining table, I find my dinner and sister waiting for me there already. My dinner was a dish I had actually eaten just a few hours prior. "Katsudon?"
"Yeah! I ate lunch with Taishi, and saw that he was eating some, and that made me want some." At the mention of this 'Taishi', I feel a peculiar feeling in my heart.
"Hn." I grunt. 'Now, how am I going to eat this? I still can't use chopsticks.' Looking over at my sister, I notice that she's already begun to eat.
"Hey, … Sis?" I try using that title, at which she cocks an eyebrow at, or maybe it was my awkward tone…It doesn't matter.
"Yes, Onii-chan?" She repeats in the same tone, probably to mess with me, because that's what siblings do. At least, I think so, …I didn't have one till now.
"Do we have any forks?"
"Eh? Forks?" Her expression borders between confusion and extreme confusion, but she settles with a mix of both. "Onii-chan? Are you okay? You didn't hit your head, did you?"
"No, not today. Why do you ask?"
"You haven't been…Well, you." She averts her eyes after making that observation, and I am able to perceive a flicker of fear in her eyes. "N-Not that I-"
Getting out of my chair, a now full-on fearful gaze immediately comes my way. 'Why?'
"O-Onii-chan?"
'Why is she looking at me like that? Why is my little sister, who looks like she wouldn't harm a fly, look like she's scared out of her wits?'
"Komi-chan?"
"Eh? Komi? A nickname?"
"Your brother has to return a call." I lie, as I sit up, and am in the process of already leaving.
"O-Oh, okay."
Nodding, I close the door behind me. 'Hikigaya Hachiman, what type of piece of shit were you, that your own sister looks at you like that?' Clenching my fists tightly, I refrain from doing anything drastic, and begin to head to my room. 'It's about time I did some digging.'
??? Bedroom
Either the guy knew this would happen and chose to screw me over, or…or…
"Tsk!" Slamming the closet door shut, I pace around the room with extreme amounts of frustration.
'There's no way, "Hikigaya Hachiman", just didn't exist before yesterday, Miura and Silver say otherwise. But, then why are all records of him from before that missing?' There wasn't a single photo of him anywhere, not even on his phone.
Any previous notes in his notebooks were all written in print, hell, everything in his room was brand new.
All except his phone. There were so many deleted messages, that at one point I almost gave up.
Until…
Unknown Number
You
I am
That's it. There wasn't a response, nor was there more. Hikigaya Hachiman, began and ended at I am.
'But…this tells me nothing.' With dissatisfaction bubbling in my heart, and my hunger continuing to grow, I close my phone.
"...I have to talk to those two tomorrow, I need to know this, but…tomorrow." Walking out of my room, I'm reminded of one significant fact, I was still unable to eat.
Dining Table
Returning with a newfound confidence, I notice the disappearance of my younger sibling. Instead, a woman with aged features greets me, her stern gaze following me. 'Who is she? Why is she in my home? Wait, is this…'
"What is it?" She asks, her voice surprisingly soothing.
"N-Nothing." Still surprised at this mystery woman's appearance. 'She looks like my sister, is she…my mother?'
"I was dismissed early today, if that's what you're surprised about." She waves off, taking a sip from her mug.
Taking my seat, I begin to eat, albeit awkward and slowly. 'If she is, then…'
"Hachiman, is something wrong?" As much as I'd like to say yes, social customs tell me to say otherwise.
"No? Why do you ask?"
"Your teacher called me today." Huh?!
"She did?" Uh-oh.
"...No, but the look in your eyes tells me she should have. Do you…want to talk about it?" She surprisingly hesitates in reaching out to me, but commits to the action.
"I…" Biting my tongue, I look away. "I'm fine, it's nothing I can't handle."
Her breath hitches at my words, and I am unable to stop myself from meeting her eyes again. A sorrowful look behind her glasses came as a bigger surprise than the lie she had spoken just before. "I-I know that your father and I haven't been-"
Breaking my gaze, I found my dinner far more interesting. "Mom? Can we not do this? Please?"
"R-Right."
Looking up from my food, I notice my mother has gone missing. "Ah...
...I hate you, Hikigaya Hachiman."
To Be Continued..?
So, Nameless (Yes, I am calling him that, since he doesn't like being Hachiman (No he will not be calling himself that in the story)), is now in a very peculiar situation.
He tried to do a relationship reset with Miura, and it…worked?
Unfortunately, I don't imagine a certain Kawasaki Saki will be particularly happy.
From what we've learned so far, Hikigaya Hachiman was not a good person. But how bad was he? …You'll find out soon enough.
Again, Nameless is going through some mental turmoil that will only grow more and more. Though, he hasn't addressed or acknowledged it.
Like I put in the beginning, I didn't like the last version of this, so I remade it.
See you all.