Psychedelic Silhoutte [Mikaela x Yuichirou] (MikaYuu)

Memoir #2

"Aren't you supposed to hate me?" He asked. "Well just so you know, I hate you." He pouted but later pops the last gummy bear in his mouth which I gave to him which he accepted.

I couldn't help but snicker then tell him, "It's just them. I have my own beliefs. I choose for myself." We were clearly both aware of our standings but it was also visible how the both of us didn't quite agree so.

The black-haired kid gave me a confused look. "What's with that? I don't get it."

"I don't either." I said, looking above and closing my eyes, trying to enjoy the fresh breeze outside the gates. There was a moment of silence before he spoke again.

"Hey..." Yuichirou nudges me. "Why do you want to be friends so badly?" I recalled the times I spotted him for afar, forcing out a bitter smile---which I think he misunderstood for something.

"I don't know...I just feel so empty.." I opened my eyes and looked at him. "And I like you." And flashed a wide smile.

He then blushed at the statement and stutters, asking me what I was saying and it made me giggle. Even in this short moment and even when this is the first time we interacted, I'm filled with glee. This kind of thing was never in my old family---even until now. I can't remember anything in my home that has anything to do with my parents now. I was always alone and when I'm not, it's because the maids would act friendly with me. Seeing I have a kid my age around here, I got all jumpy. I'm curious, I want to have a friend, I want to know how it feels, what it feels like. Even with my previous family I...

"They're not my real parents...by the way..." I had said out of nowhere. "Ah sorry, I'm thinking out loud." I put up my hands, waving them fast, trying to tell him to not mind me. But...

Hearing what I muttered, his face changed to a horrified expression. "You mean you're---?!" His mouth opened wide.

"Eh? Um...yes, I'm adopted.....I was a Shindou before, not Hyakuya." As I trailed off, Yuichirou was looking intently, listening, he was listening to me---and I continued without realizing it, "My previous family did not like me very much. I would always be beaten up by them, abused and not taken care of. Then when they had finally gotten tired of me, they threw me out of a moving car, leaving me alone, scarred physically and left a bruise in my heart. It was in that moment that the Hyakuya family found me and took me in. And that's how I got here." I said, swinging my arms around as we walked on a little path leading to an old park. Without talking, it was obvious we had the same place we held dear whenever we'd escape. Our talk continued---

"It...must have been lonely, huh?" He asked before I nodded. "Th-th-there's no ch-choice t-then..." Yuichirou reluctantly extends out his hand to me, "I-I'll be y-your f-f-friend..." But instead of shaking hands, I hugged him tight, "Wh-wha?!"

"Ahhh..." I cried out. My hands held my arms ever so tightly, as if I could not let this new precious person go. "I'm so happy..." Words could never express how thankful I was...

And then it started, our secret friendship.

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"Yuu-chaaan!!!" I whisper-shouted against the secret passage he went through everytime we would decide to meet up. Because our families despise each other, we could not be open about this, we can't ask for their permission when we go out. Nevertheless, we had become our own family.

"Mika!!! I'm here!" I heard someone say. It was coming from the bushes near their gate. As I tiptoed near it, his head popped out, hair full of leaves and small thin branches. He grinned as he saw me, and I couldn't help but smile from ear to ear.

Those kinds of methods were what we always went through to be together, to get away from our parents and their control-freak mindsets. Though we were eight-year-olds then, we had always thought about every small detail as we escaped from our own 'safehaven', which was never one.

I want to see more of what's outside our gates and I want to find more about it with Yuu-chan. I want to experience lots of things I couldn't because of the strict rules within the premises of the Hyakuya. And I don't plan to go on and grow up in this kind of place. I am grateful, truly, I am. But I can't help but feel everything's so wrong. And the only place where I feel comfortable, where it feels right, is only beside Yuichirou.

For so many, many months, we had been together, playing and talking more and more often, about what we believed, what we wanted to do, what we liked to do, how we wanted our future to be. Unexpectedly, he honestly answered, with a straightforward expression, "I want to be with you forever and have fun with you always. And hopefully, get away from the present."

I wonder what Yuichirou thought when he said that. He probably didn't know what that means, probably didn't know what he was saying---or he might have actually said that on purpose AND knew what it meant. This was bad. At such a young age, I believe I have---

"Where should we go for today?!" Yuu-chan asks, his voice rose, his eyes shone, eagerly waiting for a reply.

"Hmmm...how about the park?" I suggested, placing my fist against my cheek.

"Agaaaiiin?!" He complained. We took a few more steps before I stopped as I pondered over where we wouldngo for this day. Getting an idea, I put a stop to my movement and Yuichirou notices, "Mika?"

"Then...want to go near the city? It's far and it'll take a little bit long but I'm sure they won't notice." It was not the brightest idea but there's no harm in going with it. Though it is risky, we won't let anyone know. I won't let anything unwanted to happen.

"Yeaaahhh!!!" Yuichirou raised his arms and swung them in the air in euphoria. Maybe, he was thinking about the sidewalks, the cars..the people and the buildings..the noises and the crowds...everything. Luckily for today, I had gotten a few coins from underneath my pillow. I had planned on buying Yuu-chan curry bread, ever since he told me he really likes curry.

It was all smiles and laughter from then on.

But what came after was not something either of us anticipated. It was not something Yuu was emotionally nor psychologically prepared for.