Day 28: Bus 2
Momo tugged on the collar of the light blue sweater she was wearing as she followed her nurse to wherever these buses were, winding her hair up into its customary bun as she went. It was an odd feeling, knowing she was about to go outside of the institute's borders. Maybe the Head Doctor was about to make an error and the shinigami, as well as
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Kaoru adjusted himself and Hikaru until they fit together like two perfect pieces of a puzzle. A puzzle that had only those two pieces. All plans to grow up, mature and help Hikaru become independant were put on hold while they were recovering. Or maybe until they left this place....
He liked this, suddenly. The two seats had become their own personal space somehow, and they were home so long as they had each other. Mom and dad would always come and go after all.
Kaoru pulled out his juice box and held it up to Hikaru. He was too comfortable to waste it in the attempts to pierce the straw into the box alone. Hikaru would help. Even if it was indirectly kissing. As though that, of all things, would put them off sharing a carton.
"You're such a good little brother," he retorted.
"We'll see what can be done with him, I suppose. It's something to do..."
He looked up at the mention of Haruhi. "Nope... You think she's disappeared again? I wonder how come she can't remember ever being here before.... Milord seemed certain she was."
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Hikaru snuggled up with Kaoru, loving the perfect way they fit. They didn't need anyone else. He had his twin, and that was all that mattered. As long as Kaoru was there, everything would be okay.
He'd just have to make sure it stayed that way. He wouldn't allow Kaoru to be hurt again. Hikaru honestly didn't think he'd be able to handle it if he were.
Taking the juice box, he removed the straw from its plastic wrapper and speared it with the straw in one deft movement. The wrapper fluttered to floor of the bus, quite forgotten. Hikaru took a long drink and handed it to Kaoru like it was a bottle of wine, not apple juice.
"Hikaru..." he said plaintively, sounding exactly like Kaoru's "Host voice." "Take this juice. It is a symbol of my love..."
With a grin, he switched back to his normal voice. "Or something like that. At any rate, Yagami is, at least, an interesting guy. Definitely got more going on below the surface than he lets on. We can always try."
Hikaru sighed. "I hope not. I really, really hope not."
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"My love, I need no symbols, only you," he smiled before wrapping his lips around the straw and sucking. Oh, the girls would have loved that.
"So we're gonna crack him open? Hey, wanna play the townspeople? Lonely brother's routine? The mom's love that one. We'll find Yagami a persona too. He'd make a great angst-ridden hero. Or a bully..."
Kaoru unconsciously held Hikaru tighter. His brother couldn't disappear. They'd arrived together, they'd leave together. That had been their general life plan and it applied to every situation.
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"Oh, Hikaru..." "Kaoru" closed his eyes and pretended to swoon into his brother's chest. It didn't work very well. He ended up elbowing the juice box and spraying himself.
"...Okay, that could've gone a lot better. Hand me a napkin?" He didn't think he'd gotten more than his sleeve wet, thank goodness. It would be very uncomfortable if he was sticky for the rest of the trip.
"Oh, yes! That sounds like a lot of fun. Maybe if we play it up enough, some kind old dear will take us home with her and bake us cookies or something." As for Yagami? No comment. Hikaru didn't really think he'd go for the whole persona thing (and Hikaru had a sneaking suspicion anyway that he was already pretending to be someone he wasn't), but he didn't say anything.
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