Kamiyu opposes her parents ideas; in clothes, in hobbies, even in her college degree. She never wanted a PhD. She never liked ballet. This was all her parents' doing.
The problem was she could never disobey her parents. She needed a degree to get a...
The morning sky is blue, the sun shining brightly above. The clouds were spread everywhere in different shapes and sizes, creating abstract forms of different things. The air is clear, the environment quiet. You can't hear anything other than the soft whispers of the crisp morning air.
The trio—Chishiya, Kamiyu and Kuina—brought Arisu along with them up on the rooftop of the Beach. It was an initial part of Chishiya's plan to tell Arisu what he had to do, no matter at what cost. Kamiyu was torn between hoping for Arisu to agree or disagree.
She wanted to get out of this place as much as Chishiya does, or anyone else for that matter. But she wasn't so sure if this was the right thing to do. Nonetheless, she kept her mouth shut the whole way there and still went on to trust Chishiya.
His plans wasn't the greatest, yes. He had to manipulate a person in order to achieve what he wanted. But it was the only thing Kamiyu could think of at the moment. She stood under the bright Tokyo sun, her arms around herself.
"Arisu," Chishiya starts. Kamiyu wanted nothing than to be away from this conversation, but she still chose to stay by Chishiya's side anyway. "You and Usagi seem to have collected a vast amount of information. What are you both planning?"
You can see the nervousness in Arisu's eyes, as he shifts awkwardly from where he stood. "Nothing much."
"I'll cut to the chase." Chishiya says. Kamiyu bites the insides of her lips anxiously, shifting her eyes back and forth between the two guys. "How will you live in this world that's full of despair?"
What? Kamiyu thinks. How is that cutting to the chase? Chishiya was riddling Arisu to confuse him or make it seem as if he had something up his sleeve, which he did. Either way his way of cutting to the chase, it ain't what he think it is.
"How?" Arisu asks, his face forming into a perplexed look. He shifts his eyes between the three and speaks up again. "I just want to know the answers to my questions. The ones behind this crazy game. And who killed Karube and Chouta."
Kamiyu gets sad at the sight of Arisu getting emotional as he talks about his friends. Anyone who was in his position would have been too. He's known these people for so long and for them to be ripped away from him just like that is truly heartbreaking. Kamiyu doesn't know what would happen to her if the same thing had occurred to her during the games.
"If that's not possible, I want Usagi to return, at the very least. This is the only reason why I'm still alive." Arisu ends.
"What a tearjerker." Chishiya says, the sarcasm evident in his voice. "Your dream, it's cool. But it's not practical at all."
Hearing that statement from him made Kamiyu's heart feel heavy. Heavier than it has ever been. She felt as if her chest was closing in on its own and her heart was about to be crushed by the intense feeling of it.
So what ever it is that happened last night, it was nothing to him. The warmth of his touch last night, it wasn't true at all. Kamiyu cursed at herself for thinking that Chishiya actually had feelings for her too. She was only surmising it.
Having heard enough, Kamiyu turned around and ran as fast as she could, as far as she could, away from the three. Usagi was lucky that someone was willing to die for her. Someone who cared enough for her that they found a reason to live for her.
Kamiyu's tears roll down her cheeks as she runs, having no destination just continuing to run wherever her feet takes her. She remembers the events that had occurred last night. How safe and sound she felt at the arms of Chishiya.
Kamiyu was hurt by her overthinking and the fact that she knows Chishiya wouldn't, not once, think of saving her before his own life. She was hurt by the fact that he didn't care enough for her, for her to be the reason he wanted to escape this hell of a land.
Kamiyu had run so fast that she was now in the middle of the bridge. Her legs collapsed underneath her, scraping her knees on the concrete below her. She didn't care about the pain she felt on her knees, she didn't care how harsh the scrapes on her knees were. Nothing could compare to the hurt she was feeling in her heart.
That nagging feeling in her chest, the heavy thumps of her heart inside her chest. Kamiyu continues to sob, heavy waterfalls of tears continuing to drown her eyes. She looked pathetic, crying over something that she could have prevented so easily in the first place.
But how could she? Chishiya had these gorgeous blonde locks, his eyes that were so cat-like and the way he spoke. The way he spoke with so much intelligence and knowingness, as if he was always so sure about everything in this world. How he's so confident in his plans.
Last night's events only became the match that lit up Kamiyu's true feelings for the boy. Before then, it was only a small amount of gun powder waiting to be lit inside her chest. But because of last night, it had burned a small flame in her heart and caused it to burn; slowly but surely.
Kamiyu was now sure of what she felt for Chishiya. After all these months of staying by his side, listening to his plans, joking around with him and Kuina; Kamiyu's infatuation had grown for him, slowly but surely.
As she continues to sob, Kamiyu didn't care about her self anymore. Chishiya might not look at her the same way she did him, but Kamiyu began to be sure of one thing. And this one thing, she promised herself. She would be the person to have him as the reason for her being alive.
That no matter at what cost, she would be the one to bring Chishiya back to the original world. Kamiyu's life didn't matter at all to her anymore. What was important was that Chishiya would be okay and he would return in one piece.
Because no matter how much it hurt for Kamiyu that the feeling she felt were one-sided, she couldn't just forget about the feelings she felt for Chishiya. She promised herself no matter how, at what cost, she would protect the man she loves.
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