For one week I managed to go through my daily routine without Iris teaching us as usual. Without her telling people to shut up as we read a novel, or her encouraging us to recite it in southern accents. I got to see her after school. But not in the way I wanted. She was still recovering- no, mourning. She was mourning the death of Lucas. It pained me to watch it, especially now that I knew from her descriptions, that I loved Yuu. So I tried to help as much as possible. I got whatever she wanted, did as she requested, and read books with her. Yuu visited her too. Sometimes with me, but most of the time without. Whatever he kept doing seemed to be working. By the formal she was well enough to attend. She insisted that she would miss seeing the American government's antics over her dead body. A joke that had made me flinch.She apologized quickly once she had noticed.
So, naturally, I was looking forward to going to the formal. It wouldn't be the same without Iris. Yuu had agreed with me the night before as he helped me sort through my growing army of apparel. We had given up an hour ago and had decided that a white dress shirt, open black cardigan, my old black dress pants and shoes, and a black sun hat (although it wasn't floppy like the kind I've always seen other people wear).
"Wait, do you even have an outfit?" I asked as we laid on my floor, my hat covering his face. He lifted it to look at me for a long while.
"Of course I do. Tetsuya made it his personal mission to help make me the best dressed. But he knows I can never beat Alan and Magnus."
"No one can." I sighed, shaking my head. My camera was resting on my chest, the photo we had taken of the setting sun in Yuu's hand. We both turned our heads to face each other in silent. His cheeks were still pink."So..." he said awkwardly. Quietly.
"So..." I responded in a louder tone.
"I have nothing to talk about." He admitted with a resigned sigh.
"Neither do I.""Would you like to know how to present yourself to the world's leaders?"
"Is it any different than normal conversation?" I sighed.
"Kind of. Don't melt under the pressure. But you have to keep up the facade that you transferred here from Japan. Speak formally to the Austrian leaders, informally to America and my uncle, and be nice to my grandfather." He began, sitting up with the photo and hat now in his lap.
I learned that the leaders of America are the only people that I can screw around with without war threats being thrown. Greece, Canada and Australia were the only exceptions to the whole war thing. He mentioned the fact that he was uncertain if the war threats were jokes or sincere. So he was always careful and quiet.
Yuu had to leave after dinner, though. Mentioned something about preparing for his Uncle to Tetsuya before he had darted down the hall.
"Why does he always have to clean for his uncle?" Marco asked with a sigh.
"I don't think his uncle cares. But it gives Yuu clarity, so let's just give it to him." Tetsuya shrugged. Alan was arguing with Magnus loudly while they both ate old Valentine's chocolates from a month ago. That day was a madhouse. There was a practical line for giving gifts to Magnus and Alan. While the former flirted with each and every one of them, the latter declined any offers with a nervous laugh. Marco didn't have his friend's side the entire day, Min dubbing him 'ultimate boyfrien- wingman' (Marco had kicked her in the shin beneath the table mid-sentence).That night I had gotten extremely frustrated with my memory. I kept forgetting minor details that I had deemed important form previous days. But, for the most part, it was for the fact that I couldn't touch Yuu, I couldn't hold his hand, without hurting. Because my mind and this cursed bracelet kept trying to tell me something of my past. I wanted to know more than anybody, but there was a chance that I was better off not knowing. If I didn't have the pain of physical contact, I would have already abandoned the life I had before.
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My Revelation {Mikayuu}
FanfictionIf I were to fall, You would fall with me. It came with the blind trust you placed within me. I still struggle to understand it. How you can love me so much. I barely know myself. I can't even trust my own body. My own mind. Yet, here you ar...