"Chichinashi, where the fuck have you been?" You stared at Ayato in surprise, stunned that he didn't know exactly where you had been. You didn't really want to tell him that you'd been on the roof for the whole of lunch and the last two hours of the school day, but you knew he'd catch you in the lie.
"I was on the roof. Sorry, I lost track of time. I don't have a watch or anything."
"There's the bell for lesson changes, chichinashi. Lie to ore-sama again and I'll break your legs." You had no doubt that he would follow through with that threat, and you sighed.
"I was avoiding Kanato." You admitted, shoulders slumping. "I didn't want to escalate things further." He seemed satisfied by your answer, following you to the car; unusual, since he always made a point to walk in front of you, often with him dragging you in his wake.
"Chichinashi, even ore-sama doubts you'll be able to smooth this one over. That little hysteric was practically foaming at the mouth." He scoffed, and you frowned.
"Little hysteric?"
"Kanato, obviously. He's been a hysteric as long as I can remember, always getting upset or angry over the slightest thing."
"Are you any different?" You questioned, and he scowled, backhanding your shoulder rather lightly, for him.
"I would never act so pathetically. Don't compare us, chichinashi. We aren't anything alike."
"Sorry. Why is that? You're triplets so it would make sense to share some traits."
"We share a mother. That's it. Otherwise we aren't the same at all." He said shortly, and you nodded, very much doubting that. They were all sadistic and cruel, though maybe that was because of their mother, after all. Cordelia...she really does have a lot to answer for. You got into the car, startled to find that Kanato was already sitting in there, Teddy held tightly as he glared at you.
"We should tie you to the back of the car and make you run." He snarled, turning his face away from you as you sat where Ayato usually situated you, deciding to say nothing in response to that very real threat.
"Still in one piece, bitch-chan? I thought Kanato would have sought you out ages ago. I thought he still looked pretty annoyed during study hall. Maybe he's waiting until we get home."
"Don't talk about me like I'm not here." Kanato snapped at Laito, who had just gotten into the car behind you and Ayato. "What I do is none of your business, anyway."
"Oh, but it is if it results in bitch-chan dying." Laito responded in a cold, almost threatening tone. "If you kill her then you and I will be having some pretty serious words."
"Shut up. You just want to keep her alive until you get around to sleeping with her then you'll drop her in an instant." Kanato responded, equally coldly. "Which won't happen, by the way." You fretted at this; did that mean that Kanato doubted you would sleep with Laito or that he was going to kill you before he had a chance? You could never tell with Kanato.
"What the hell are you two babbling on about now?" Subaru demanded as he took his seat, shooting a glare your way. "It used to be way quieter before you arrived."
"I second that." Shu muttered from his place in the car, having been there the whole time.
"Well, sorry for interrupting your silence." You said, not altogether sarcastically; you were genuinely sorry...that you had to be here in the first place. Reiji arrived moments later and the car immediately rolled into motion, the journey not seeming as horrible as the last few times, somehow. Perhaps because the silence wasn't as uncomfortable now? Maybe you had just gotten used to it. You waited for the majority of them to leave the car before getting out yourself, noting with a deep-rooted discomfort that Kanato had waited for you outside the car. Laito and Ayato were still outside, up at the steps, and you were sure that if Kanato tried anything they were within helping reach...it was just a question of whether they would or not. You definitely didn't think that Kanato was the only one angered by your earlier defiance, and that Ayato and Laito's casual treatment of you was merely the buildup to something deeply unpleasant. At least Kanato often wore most of his emotions on his sleeve so you sort of knew where you stood with him.
