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chapter fifteen
last young renegade
Stop sticking your nose where it doesn't belong, Gillian Wagner. Some secrets are better left in the dark.
What. The. Hell?
I slowly ran through all of the possible translations again in my head, and it was the only one that made sense.
A shiver ran down my spine as my fingers shook so much that I dropped my gel pen. Daruma Ikka. A quick Google search brought up nothing I didn't already know when I researched the area. In layman's terms, I was screwed: I had no idea who was sending me threats or why, but some part of me knew that it had to have something to do with Yuki. Some dark truth that, for whatever reason, Daruma Ikka and it's members didn't want me to know.
"Hey Gillian!" Chiharu screamed form the main floor, breaking my negative downward spiral. "Your boyfriend burnt the milk for my hot chocolate!"
"Chiharu, we are not dating!" Tetsu defended, a statement that pricked at my heart a little, like it was being wrapped in barbed wire. "And look at the milk, it's not even burnt!"
"I think the real question," Dan started, "is why you even want a hot chocolate?"
Rolling my eyes as the members of Sannoh Rengokai started to argue amongst each other, I folded up the notecard and stuffed it in a desk drawer. Right now, I had more domestic problems to deal with: the three idiots in the kitchen, one of whom I was fairly certain I was in love with.
I grabbed my slip-on Vans from where they had gotten kicked under the bed and moved out of the room and down the stairs. The large kitchen was framed on one side by the large glass screen doors that lead out to the piers in the backyard. It seemed modern enough, although I'm sure Tetsu didn't even know how to use half the appliances to make something that didn't come in a box.
There was a thin wisp of smoke in the air, and it definitely smelt like something was, or had been burning.
"What have you idiots done now?" I laughed, reaching for a bottle of water in the fridge. When nobody laughed or made a snide joke at one of the others' expenses, I turned and looked at them, confused.
They were all staring at me. More specifically, they were staring at my dress.
Tetsu spoke first. "You look incredible."
I resisted the urge to hide behind my hair as my face turned hot pink. "Thank you, that's sweet."
"Simp." I could hear Chiharu huff under his breath in the background.
"Sorry about breakfast." Tetsu said, shooting Chiharu a death glare. "Although they claim it was my fault, it was these idiots who burnt the goddamn milk."
I smiled, taking a seat at the kitchen island, all thoughts about Daruma Ikka's decently vague threat leaving my mind. "It's no big deal, I'm not really a breakfast person anyways."
