ꜰʀᴀɢɪʟᴇ ʀᴏꜱᴇ | ʟᴏɪᴅ & ʏᴏʀ

Lack Of Energy And Lack Of Love. (12)

Huh!.. that's extremely strange, he just casually told Yor who he actually was?! Franky thought inside his head before getting up from the bench, he started walking away before he stopped looking back at Yor.

"Yor, since you know now that Loid is actually Twilight...I do not think Twilight meant to cause harm on you!.." Franky said, he wanted to say something else but he knew Twilight would kill him.

Yor's gaze shifted onto him, she sighed softly smiling a little and nodding. "I-I know that, Franky. Trust me I know.." Yor softly said before turning her gaze back to Anya and Bond.

"We'll then see ya then Yortricia, Bye Anya! Bye Bondoman!.. See ya never!.." Franky shouted out, waving goodbye before walking away like an idiot.

I know he didn't mean to hurt me. But I can't help but wish he didn't marry that women..

Yor said softly, whispering to herself, sitting all alone on the bench and then watching as Anya would run over to her.

"Mama!.. look at all the flowers I picked out!.. Look, Mama a rose for you!.. " Anya smiled softly, showing off all the different flowers she had picked out and then giving a rose to Yor, except Anya hadn't noticed that the rose she had given her was withered.

Oh, how cute.. but she doesn't know that it's actually just a dead rose now... Yor softly laughed a little, politely taking the withered rose from Anya.

Anya read her mind and stood silent, "uh, mama I didn't know it was d—dea I mean I hope you like it mama!" Anya said brightly, putting her hands behind her back and moving her body back and forth nervously.

H..How strange.. a withered rose.. It's like me.. Yor softly whispered, looking down and holding the dead rose in her hands.

The thorns were very pokey, she was surprised Anya had managed to grab it without accidentally poking herself.

"Mama.. Anya wants to go back home now!.." Anya poured looking at the rose and then at Yor.

"Alright, Anya" Yor softly said.
And with that The three, Yor, Anya and Bond made their way home.

Twilight woke up as soon as his alarm started ringing, he woke up to the sight of Nightfall still sound asleep, he smiled softly and then sighing.

He decided to be nice by leaving Nightfall a note just in case she wondered where he had been at.

My Dear, Nightfall I went to go do a few extra missions, I saw that you were peacefully sleeping so I decided to let you rest a little longer, I will return later. — Twilight.

Twilight wrote with a black pen before setting it down on the table with his lamp on it.

He placed his hat on and fixed his suit before walking out the apartment, he wasn't doing any extra mission, he was going to check on Anya and on Yor.

Twilight walked along the side way, keeping his eyes out for the women, the moment he saw Anya and Yor, he noticed they were holding hands, he quickly stepped into an alley hiding himself.

"Mama, can we eat peanut cake together next time too!..." He heard Anya say, softly smiling watching the two walk by, in the darkened alleyway.

"W-we'll see.. Anya. " Yor would softly reply back, gently smiling at her.

Dammit, Twilight. When will you stop invading Yor's privacy. She clearly doesn't care about you. She would've been searching for you if she did.

You're married now Twilight. Focus on your mission.

Twilight said to himself, he had called Franky a stalker too many times that now, it has reflected onto him. Oh, the karma.

And with just that, Twilight had seen enough, he knew his daughter was in good hands and he knew Yor would never do anything to harm her, ever.

But Twilight did wish he could be near them, hearing their conversations more often and spending time with them like they use to.

He missed seeing Yor, he missed everything about the old Forger Family.

"Twilight, it's been a while since we've last met up, how is the mission going? Did you marry? Did you have the wedding?" The handler asked, having her arms crossed and staring at him, demanding responses.

"Yes, everything went just like how you wanted, Handler." Twilight dully said, standing in the alleyway still, speaking with the red haired blue—eyed women.

"How I wanted?.. This is what Nightfall wanted Twilight." Sylvia said, looking away and then sighing before she would walk over, leading Twilight to sit on the same exact bench Yor and Franky had sat on.

"Nightfall begged and begged for me to change up the mission, she wanted to be your wife badly and as a women, how could I say no to her? That women is crazy over you."

Sylvia said, closing her eyes and then opening them, seeing Twilights eyes widen with realization.

"Nightfall loves you Twilight." Sylvia says to him, watching Twilights eyes look off to the side.

"I-I know that.. But, You said we shouldn't fall in love with anyone. Besides, I do not feel that way about Nightfall." He said, glaring down and then squeezing his hands together.

"I see, then. Well, how is your daughter? How is Yor Briar?" The handler asked, crossing her legs, interested in his answer, her eyes not leaving him as if she was testing him on something.

Twilight sensed this, but wasn't quite sure on what she was testing him on, he cleared his throat beginning to speak.

"Anya's fine. Well, not really. Her grades haven't been doing so well. But she's currently being watched and cared for by my wi— by Yor."

Twilight said, quickly fixing his error and then looking at Sylvia, watching her eyes blink.

"You love her, don't you?" Sylvia asked, her brows furrowing down a little, she feared this the most, knowing a spy should never trust anyone nor should ever fall in love.