Amane's Pov
After the delightful breakfast, The Toilet paper mummy drags me to his work. He told me that Chuuya's work were far more dangerous for someone like me. I really want to remind him that I lived with a bunch of Syndicate. Though, I wonder why would I stopped my self.
Currently, I was sitting on the couch with my whole attention on the sketch book. I was finishing the sketch I made last night. Its was Chuuya-san and his roll of a toilet paper husband.
I was so focus on perfecting my sketch. That I was so drawn to it. Gladly for me despite being a Gifted of a Supernatural Ability I'm also gifted with a Photographic memory. It was rare ability yet I do have it. So sketching the two of them isn't hard for me.
''Amane!"
I jump out of my seat. Startled as to who shout that goddamned loud. I looked up annoyed and I should really consider peeking first because the person greeted me made me pale. It was that Ideal Jerk. He was glaring at me and I start to shrink on the couch.
''What do you want, Risou no Kajo,'' Despite the paleness of my features I still manage to act sassy to the man. I didn't unlike Kunukida-san much but his aura and attitude is triggering me. I pale more when I saw how dark he looked at me. I gulp and immediately sprint towards Dazai.
''Paper Mummy!!!" I cant help but yell when Kunikida manage to hold my collar. It choked me of course but I didn't care. My only care was to escape this homicidal Ideals Jerk.
"DAZAI–!!" I choked before I felt a pairs of huge rough hands sneak on my waist before I was pulled freed from my attacker. Dazai-san was the person save me again. ''Kunikida-kun, thats not really how to treat a kid. Your traumatizing Chibi-tsun here,'' I heard Dazai said in a disagreeing tone.
And I don't know if its only me, but I can hear anger on his tone. I looked up and saw how those shadows of darkness swirled on his eyes. Like I'm seeing a real live living demon by facing Dazai-san with that expression.
I turn back to Kunikida-san who had an alarmed look. 'So its not only me.' I thought but didn't voice it out. ''This is why I dont want the kid staying with you. Your teaching her irresponsibly Dazai,'' Kunikida sigh. Like his done with Dazai and the world.
''Kunikida-kun, she grew up around lots of Syndicate. What do you expected her to act? Formal? I don't think so, Kunikida-kun,'' Dazai-san hissed. Now I can feel his anger and its start to affect me.
I bit my lips and let my hair free from its confines, hiding my face behind them. 'I sorry Chuuya-san, for ruining your work,' I thought before backing off and walked away with my sketch book. I know I'm no good. I brought load of shits to messed people's lives. My eyes darken as my mind start to slipped to those depressing and dark thoughts.
''I'm no one,''
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Rampo's Pov
I watch the scene silently with Atsushi-kun, Kyouka-chan the siblings and Yosano. Pretty much those two forgotten about the kid and didn't noticed her leaving. It got this teens worried that they feel to interrupt the two but Yosano got up, taking one bag of my sweet with her.
I only sigh at her action. I already know it anyway so I only sat back and watch as Dazai-kun kept his cool even if he knew that his going to explode infront of Kunikida.
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Yosano's Pov
I'm glad Rampo didn't asked me or even complain to me about grabbing his sweets. So yeah, I followed the kid. I knew the feel that your not normal on the eyes of someone. I understand her.
I know she's trying to cooped up with this new life she got and she's struggling and Dazai-kun know it too. Thats why his angry about Kunikida-kun complaining about mannerism of the girl.
I tracked the hallway and found the kid sitting on the window. She got her knees folded on her chest while sketching furiously. I slowly approach her but a wall of brick suddenly separate us. It startled me first but I didn't complain and just lean on it.
''You okay?" I asked. Probably its the worst question I ever asked to anyone who obviously needs comforts. I heard a stifling of sobs before a broken yet sassy tone. ''Yes. Why wouldn't I be?" I can feel the sadness in them.
Her tone. She's obviously hurt. Only a fool cant see that. I sigh. ''I got sweets here. And if you wanna talk I'm free. You can lashed out on me,'' I offer but I only here snort from the other side of the wall. ''Why would you want that?" She asked nonchalantly.
''Will you believe me if I say that I know how you feel?'' I offer.
''Everyone tells lie,''
''Yes. But I dont. Like right now. I once been on your steed before the President took me in.''
There was a paused before I almost fall bzck when the wall just suddenly disappear. I heard a thud and saw the kid standing on her foot. ''I found it interesting. Your offer I mean and the candy too,'' She said shyly yet sassy. I cant help but smile as I give her the sweets before taking her to the ward where my station really was.
I let her sit on the medical bed while I grab some cake I brought yesterday. ''Here. I do hope you like strawberries,'' I said setting the sliced cake on her lap. ''Strawberries are fine.'' she said weakly and I nod. Agreeing with her.
We eat and talked a bit before she took her sketch book again. I found the book thinner, probably from tearing and sketching by her. ''Am, How did you put up the wall earlier,'' I asked out of the blue. She didn't flinch or went stiff either. She was actually calm and composed, though, she was quite.
''Does it have connection with your ability?" I asked again and this time I heard her sigh before showing me her sketch which was me?! And she done pretty good at it. No. Good isn't the word. She done it like a professional artist could do.
It shocked me much. ''No. Sketching is only for reference. I can summon anything I want.'' She finally said with a small smirk on her lips. ''How's the sketch? Do you like it?" She asked kindly.
I took the sketch book and hold it, then I felt weight on my tights before I know it the sketch of me move. From smiling still to tilting the head while chuckling. It really amazed me on how she can draw that well as well able to moved it.
''You can have it. But you don't want Dazai touching it or else the sketch wont move anymore.'' She said with a smile before backing off. ''Its a 'Thank you' present from me,'' She added shyly.
I was really stunned that I only envelope her on my arms. ''Your welcome,'' I mumbled against her ear softly. I heard her hummed before she pulled off and took a step back. I smile at her before we both engage on another round of talking.
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Risou no Kajo = Ideals Jerk
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Boundary of Imagination and Reality
FanfictionThey say, Imagination is only for kids but if you got a strong imagination and your sure you can used it for better or worst what will you do? Hi! I'm Kashimura Amane and this is my life story.