Asura (english version)

Chapter 2

»What the hell,« Shia whispered incredulously and hurried down the stairs. She opened the front door and looked through the rain, but could not find him through the thick drops and the darkness, shook her head in confusion and was about to leave. But she turned another time around for a few breaths before closing the door, not wanting to believe that it was just an imagination. Then she saw him.

»Asura!« She shouted at him through the tumultuous precipitation and he turned to face her. Raindrops loosened from his hair, which stuck to his damp skin, rolled over his fair skin. He looked terribly lost.

»Are you crazy? What are you doing ??« she asked aloud, putting her arms around her trembling body, which was so hypothermic after only a short time. How was he then? Asura ran to her and stopped right in front of her, looked at her behind the dripping strands on his face and stroked them away with a sniff.

»Can't you take care of yourself? Why are you still here? Why don't you go home? « She cried worriedly, a thousand questions in her head and a thousand possible answers she would never get because he just stared at the floor in silence. Shia sighed, then grabbed his wrist and pulled him in. He almost stumbled from the sudden jerk, but was catching himself.

»You -you can't just take me in, what about your parents?« He wanted to tear himself away, but she had already closed the front door and was helping him out of the soaking wet jacket.

»They're not there,« she tried to calm him down, and scurried to the bathroom to bring him a soft towel. He first dried his face, then his hair, until they were standing wild but at least halfway dry from his head.

»Would you prefer to take a bath or shower right away? Not that you catch a cold,« she said, taking back the damp towel to place it over the heater.

»Uhhh, well, I don't have a change of clothes.«

She rolled her eyes. »I can lend you something from my brother, he should be about your size.« Shia literally pushed him into the bathroom. »Now go.«

»Wait!« He put his foot between the door when she tried to close it. »And your brother is there? Won't he say anything?«

»No,« she said firmly. »Don't worry. I am mostly alone. My brother will be back late.«

»Okay,« he still said questioningly. »But I really don't have to take a shower. It's just water anyway «

»Yes, water as cold as ice. You could catch a cold!« She warned him louder than necessary and he winced. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her beating heart. »If you don't take a warm shower, you'll die. Now go.« 

She slammed the door and went into the kitchen to make hot cocoa. While the milk was boiling, she ran into the living room and turned on the fireplace so that it got nice and warm in the room and Asura could warm up. Then she climbed the stairs to her brother's room, resisting the habit of knocking before entering. From his messy closet, she fetched dark sweatpants and a hoodie.

Back again she knocked on the bathroom door. »Asura, I'll put the clothes on the dresser next to the bathroom door.«

A muffled »okay« came from behind the door and she went back into the kitchen to finish the cocoa. When Asura came fresh from the bathroom, a warm fire and a cup of hot chocolate with a huge mountain of cream and decorated with small marshmallows and sugar sprinkles awaited him in the living room. Feeling guilty, he sat down on the sofa next to her and took the cocoa.

»You shouldn't worry so much about me.«

She shrugged and sipped the drink. »You looked like a puppy that was abandoned. I just had to take you in and keep you safe.«