Unrequited

Ch. 11 - Star Cult

AN: Lil bit of Suguru teasing in this one 'cause I can't help myself.

The Star Globe Cult's building wasn't far from Tokyo, but it was far enough away from the school, your parents, Naoya, and Kento for you to be comfortable. 
You appeared on the steps of the large church-like building with Suguru greeting you in traditional garments. He had a wide smile and open arms as you rolled your suitcases to a stop next to you. 

"It's good to see you in person again," Suguru sighed, sounding like his old self for once. You hadn't seen him since before he murdered his first village. He sounded as if he were happy that a piece of his past had returned.

"You, too, Geto," you smiled back, accepting a warm embrace as if you were once both inseparable friends - which was not the case. Suguru's genuine friendliness came as a bit of a shock, knowing him originally to be someone who clung more to your brother than to anyone else. 

"Please, call me Suguru," he turned to enter the building, guiding you inside.

He had shown you around the building briefly and explained his current plans, everything still making some kind of sense. You were hesitant to follow his ideas considering their violence, but the outcome just seemed so great.
Something else that grabbed your attention was your familiarity with him, even after two whole years. He was the last bit of positivity from your past, smiling in front of you. That warmth provided a bit of comfort in your grief. 

Considering the building was a place of worship, there weren't any spaces for bedrooms - Suguru resorted to converting a hallway of prayer rooms into tiny living spaces. You at least had a space to yourself, something you were a bit worried about after joining his group. 

You settled into the space and come the evening your phone lit up with your brother's name across it. You were incredibly nervous to answer it, especially after your last encounter.

"Hey," you answered hesitantly, seeing his face on the screen. Getting used to FaceTime on your new phone was a bit difficult after leaving so brutally. 
You were laying on your back, phone held up in front of your face with both of your hands. It was wild being able to hold a phone call and see his face. His kind expression felt like a dagger in your heart.

"Hey, sister," he smiled happily as if nothing happened, as if you weren't practically bunking with his ex-boyfriend. "Get there safely?" You were stunned by his casualness.

"Y-yeah, I did," you furrowed your brow but kept an otherwise neutral expression.

"Great!" He smiled genuinely, though the way he harshly rubbed his eye from behind his sunglasses told you otherwise. "Listen, I'm not going to hold this against you. I physically can't. You're family."

"Just because we're family doesn't mean you can't hold a grudge," you mumbled guiltily.

"Oh, trust me, Y/N, I know," he continued his smile, the smile that hid his hurt. "I can't blame you for thinking and feeling the way that you do. If you ever need anything...just let me know. You know you can always visit me at the school, we can always continue our training."

"I know," you continued mumbling, feeling undeserving of his kindness. It was as if he didn't realize the danger of you returning - between Naoya and your parents, it just wouldn't be a smart decision, at least not until things cooled over. AKA, a few years, you thought.

"I love ya', Y/N. You're always gonna' be my little sister," he tilted his head playfully.

"Well thanks," you took a deep breath and gave a pathetic, little smile to give his words some kind of meaning.