Shiroi akuma - the white devil.

Sharing Is Caring...?

Day 3 of being in my room. All I did was stare out the window,  contemplate things,  get angry and sleep. So really,  I'm guessing I'm hungry and kinda thirsty,  but not enough to notice. I've always had a thing,  since I was younger. My mother called it odd and my dad said I got it from him,  but obviously not considering you'd never catch him without food in his hands or mouth.
I was always able to go at least one week and two days without food or drink.

The whole time I've been  locked in here,  by choice,  I've had the whole family knocking on my door. Sometimes they're really sincere,  sometimes they're upset and the other times they're angry. But I never answer. I even hold my breath.

Just then,  there's a tiny knock at my door. I sense two people behind it though.

Nanami: "Sora...?  Please come out. You haven't eaten or drank in four days and we're all really worried about you." but,  as per usual I didn't answer, and,  as per usual,  they waited. But this time was different.
There was a sudden banging at my door that seemed to echo and go on forever.

Yuzuki: "Sora you bastard...! If you're not dead answer the door" I smirked quietly,  feeling my sanity slip away.
I was brought back to the sound of a connection. It sounded like Nanami just slapped Yuzuki across the face.

Nanami: "D-dont say that!' her ever so innocent voice trembled violently,  as if trying to swallow her tears. She had to pause to keep choking down her emotions, which made me feel quite pained,  but happy she is worrying. She continued,  sounding so proud and sincere,  "Sora is a good person,  he saved me from getting harassed by thugs,  and I knew he was sticking up for me. But I still got scared when he went to touch me. Sora really is like my big brother,  and I love him. He's amazing. He's stronger than that,  and wouldn't die so easily!  Stop doubting him!" after ranting about me,  she looked at Yuzuki who was lost for words. He looked down,  his hand gently touching the cheek that Nanami had slapped. Nanami blushed and looked down,  tears falling from her eyes,  "E-excuse me...!!".  Even when running,  her footsteps were so light and delicate. She reminded me of a baby,  being how innocent she is.

Eventually,  the silent Yuzuki went to turn away and I stopped him.

Sora: "... Yuzuki..."  he paused and gave a fake chuckle.

Yuzuki: "So you're not dead,  huh?  What do you want?"  I got up,  grabbed my wallet and pulled some money out.

Sora: "I'm slipping money under the door. Go buy me some cigarettes."  after the money went under,  I walked back to the bed. I heard the faintest 'tch'  from Yuzuki's mouth as he took the money and walked off.

I put my head on my pillow and dozed off. I wasn't a smoker until now. I realized what my grandmother said to me,  'I smoke because I stress. Cigarettes are satisfying to watch as they burn down,  and they unravel you,  taking away the stresses that you carry on your shoulders. That's why I smoke,  young Sora.' 
After 20 long minutes, I get a knock on my door. Im wearing Lounging pants and no shirt,  but it's warm so,  never mind the shirt.

The door unlocked with a 'kerchak' and I opened it. Yuzuki stood there with a box of 20, a lighter and 2.07 change.
I smirked,  taking my things from him and holding the door open for him to come in.

Sora: "I never actually expected you to go for me,  y'know..."  Yuzuki shrugged,  sitting on the edge of my bed.

Yuzuki: "Neither did I. But I figured you're stressed,  and it's your life,  so why not. I stood in the shop looking at candy cigarettes though - I was gonna bring them ones back for you." the door closed with a little creek and I threw myself back down onto the bed,  "Yeah well... I apologize for not answering anyone. But there's no need to worry. I can go at least a week or so without food or drink." yuzu raised his eyebrow suspiciously and he shrugged,  "you're like... I dont know... a God?"

I just stared at Yuzuki,  not amused. He chuckled a little and scratched his head,  "fine,  knock it off,  looking at me like that..."

Me and yuzu sat there for hours,  talking,  sharing a silence and sometimes just laughing at nothing. I felt younger again.
But it also made me feel awful.  Made me feel emotions I thought I'd locked away. 

Maybe you can never really lock up the emotions that toss and turn inside you. I suppose thats just what you're made up of.