Another who carries an umbrella

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"Looks like you're not the only one who carries an umbrella on a sunny day."

I stare at him wide eyed. he looks down at me confused. I know why he's confused. Its because of the expression on my face. Fear. I rarely show this expression.

"What color." I say. I back away from Sadist, and look at the ground. "What color is the umbrella." I look back up at him. afraid to get the answer. His gaze glances up at the person behind me, then back at me.

"Purple."

My eyes widen. I can only think of one person who has a purple umbrella besides me. I sprint towards Sadist, grab his hand, and drag him behind a tree.

"Do you want to get us killed?!" I whisper to him. he moves over so he can look behind out hiding spot, but I grab his hair and pull his head close to my face. "Listen up bastard, if who I think is out there, roaming around the park, nothing good will happen. you might as well say your prayers right now if you are willing to pick a fight with him." The Sadist stares at me confused. and then smirks.

"So there is someone you are scared of." my frightened feelings are replaced with annoyance.

"No, I'm not scared, I was just helping a poor frightened little boy who looked like they were going to pee their pants." I say, and throw a punch at his face, but he dodges it.

"Oh but aren't you the one who dragged us behind a tree to hide from whoever that was?" He says, then throws a punch to my stomach, but I dodge it.

"Only out of consideration of your feelings." I say, but this time I don't throw a punch. Not because I knew he would dodge it, but because I could sense his presence. Fear took control again. Flash backs of when we were younger came streaming into my mind." Hey," I say quietly, maybe below a whisper. "Can you see if that person with an umbrella is still there?" I asked Sadist this, and expected him to say 'are you to scared to look?', but instead, he obediently looks behind the tree and scans the area with his eyes. Then he looks back at me.

"No."

I could feel some tension leave me. I can feel a pair of eyes looking at me, and find that they belong to the Sadist.

"Why are you staring at me?" I ask.

"I was just thinking," he says, still staring. "This person must be very powerful if he's got you scared of him." I look at the ground and remember the last time I saw him. He left without even saying anything to me. 'that's right, he doesn't care about me, so why would he be here' I think to myself 'he only cares about strong people, like Gin-san, but he said he would fight him last, so there is no reason for him to be here. I stand up and start to look for Sadaharu. I completely forgot about him. Once I find him I grab my umbrella and start to head home. I was about to cross the street when a hand grabbed my shoulder. I turn around and see the Sadist.

"Where are you going?" he asks

"Home." I say without looking at him.

"Who are you so afraid of?" I look up and see his face was serious.

"My..." I pause. should I tell him? well its too late now. "brother."

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