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Stranger Things

When you're born in a burning house, you think the whole world is on fire. But it's not- Richard Kadrey, Aloha from Hell

Chapter 8 𓇚※𓇚

Kuroo's POV

6 years ago

As Fumetsu gently whistled next to me, I only felt the cold metal of the weapon I had stuck in my belt. The friction between the steel and my skin was unusual, unpleasant even. The sun had been warming the other side of the globe for a while, it was cold for a 19th of July.

it was so late, the sidewalks belonged to us. Fumetsu had encouraged me to join her once I had finished working. We met on a street some time later.

- I still can't get over that boy who looked so much like you. Are you sure that wasn't your lost twin or your doppelganger? I ask her.

I turned my head to look at her. Fumetsu had a round face that was surrounded by brown hair with blonde ends, all cut into a bob. In her hair were round glasses that were askew, as if they were sunglasses. Her eyes were like those of a feline, observant, calculating. They were actually two golden orbs that were still watching me intently. The stranger looked like her in every way and yet he was so different from her.

- I swear, Kuroo. What worries me the most is that you chased him for months without realizing that it wasn't me.

- It was a rookie mistake, but then again you really look alike.

We found ourselves in front of an abandoned hangar, you could see it on the facade of its walls. It was gloomy, crawling with insects that should only exist in books. The walls were streaked with drawn red stains and these were accompanied by a smell of scorch and gunpowder that hung in the air. In one corner, there were broken tables and chairs that hadn't succumbed to weather but to punches. There were shelves that ran along the length of the walls and where there were screws, pulleys, hammers, metal hooks, ropes, safes... A warehouse.

My observations were cut off by the sound of a slamming door, someone had just entered.

- Hey Tony ! You are right on time.

- You're the one who's early. replied the silhouette that had just appeared, hiding under the hood of their sweatshirt.

My surprise must have been felt because he asked Fumetsu to introduce us. Tony was apparently a boy she had met in a bar a few days ago. The blush held her cheeks firmly when she said that to me.

Then, when Tony explained the reason for our coming, it was nothing but incomprehension for me. He was talking about robbing the Shinjuku district bank and disabling alarms. I let Fumetsu speak even though I didn't understand what was happening. The boy had given us each a Nambu type A94 gun which were old relics from the Second World War.

What was I doing here ?

The one who had dragged me into her love story was always whistling by my side as if nothing had happened.

- Look ! The sky is beautiful tonight ! she said suddenly.

I tilted my head back to look in the direction indicated. It was no different than the one from yesterday or the day before or even tomorrow's one. The stars weren't shining any brighter, the blue of the sky wasn't any more blue, the moon was still just as lonely.

- Fumetsu...

- He knows about your lack of money. she ended up confessing.

I stopped walking when I understood the meaning of this sentence.