Heartless {HIGH AND LOW}

Chapter 3

Third person

The next morning, Sora woke up earlier than usual. She turned her head slightly when she felt a weight on her shoulder and saw Nijiro resting his head in the crook of her neck while cuddling up to her arm in his sleep. A soft smile etches itself upon her face as she gently brushes a few strands of hair away from his forehead before placing a small kiss on his temple.

Slowly taking her arm out of his tight grip she quickly fills the now empty space with her pillow when she sees Nijiro shuffle closer with a slight pout on his lips. He hugs the pillow to his chest and goes back to peacefully dreaming.

She carefully slides off the bed and stands up heading out of her room towards the living room, she sees Yamato already awake watching TV. As she quietly approaches him, she notices his eyes drooping slightly and realises he hasn't slept the whole night. She sits down next to him on the couch waiting for him to notice her, when he finally registers her sitting beside him he jumps up with a slight yelp.

"Yah! Don't do that Sora" He says while dragging a hand down his face with an irritated sigh. She stares at him for a while before she finally asks, "Are you still worried about yesterday?"

He scoffs quietly, "No." She looks at him, silently noting the way his shoulders tense, how his jaw clenches and unclenches while tapping his leg against the floor. She observes him once more before saying a blunt, "Liar."

Yamato frowns at her, "I'm not lying," he says heavily. Sora just turns to stare him down with so much intensity it could make anyone spill their deepest secrets, "And I'm not adopted," she muttered with a slight smirk.

Yamato's stare falters a little while looking at her then he looks away in defeat, "Fine, yes I'm a little worried. No, I didn't sleep at all last night, I couldn't because of all these stupid thoughts going through my head telling me I screwed up. I just-" he groaned in frustration before continuing. "How was I supposed to know they were from Oya? When I saw them they looked like a bunch of fucking thugs trying to pick on some kid who looked too young to be dealing with them by himself, and when I saw them grab that rock these instincts came out and I stepped in. When I looked at that kid all I could think about was what if it was you or Nijiro laying on the ground. I couldn't help it, I had to do something," Yamato frowned as he rested his elbows on his knees and interlaced his fingers together. "Then when I realised exactly who they were I didn't know what to do so I ran. I could be the reason SWORD's balance collapses. Oh my god what am I going to do?" he breathed out.

Sora hugs him about to respond when she gets cut off by Yamato standing up and pacing, "I know what to do," he nods as he runs his hand through his hair nervously. "I'll just leave Sannoh, then they'll only blame me. Yes, I'll do that. Wait wh-"

"Yamato!" Sora shouts. He turns towards her, shocked at her yelling. She softens her voice as she looks up at him, "Sit back down, please", she requests soothingly. Obeying, he sits back down next to her.

"Now follow me, okay," she says calmly. He nods towards her following her as she takes a deep breath in while telling him to do the same, then breathes out with him following suit. They continue this for a few minutes until Yamato calms down enough for his foot to stop tapping.

She looks at him asking, "You okay now?"

He nods his head mumbling out a 'yeah'. "Good," she smiles.