Touch deprived

Chapter 7

~Haru's POV~

The door between our rooms shut behind me leaving only the sounds of Yuuki's soft cries to be heard. I sighed heavily as I pressed my back against the door and slid down to the floor. I brought my knees to my chest and laid my head on top sighing again.

"Oh Yuuki," I said softly to the silence in my room.

I thought back on the memories that flashed before my eyes. Yuuki's mom told her to wait for someone named Haru. That he would help her. Was she talking about me? Was I the Haru she mentioned? And how come she even knew about it to begin with? Was her mom a special too? Did Yuuki remember who her mom told her to wait for? Does Yuuki think it's me? What am I suppose to do? How am I suppose to help?

I groaned, roughly scratching at my head and ruffling my hair. I leaned my head back against the door looking up at the roof of my room. I never thought the first time I met a special would be this complicated.

Suddenly there was a knock at the main door in my room. I slowly got up and dragged my feet to the door opening it to see my sister holding a pair of clothes and a towel.

"Ah Haru. Here's some clothes for Yuuki so she can wash up. I hope these fit her. I noticed while going through my clothes that Yuuki is much smaller than me. I hope she's been eating okay."

Silica showed a look of concern but it soon washed over as she placed the clothes in my arms.

"Anyways, give these to her and show her where the bathroom is. I'm sure after what she's been through she could use a nice hot shower."

I nodded my head and watched as my sister disappeared down the hallway.

How am I suppose to give these to her when she's mad at me for something I didn't even do?

I pinched the bridge of my nose as I gathered courage to knock on the door between our rooms.

"Uh, Yuuki? Silica brought me some clothes so you can wash up. Would you like me to show you to the bathroom?"

Silence.

"Yuuki?" I said a bit louder. I sighed when I still got no answer, "Look, I really didn't mean to pry into your private memories, honest. That's why I wear gloves all the time. I can pretend I didn't see anything, but please don't ignore me."

I heard shuffling in the room and footsteps coming closer to the door. I stepped back as the door opened reveling a red, puffy eyed Yuuki behind it.

"I'm sorry," she whispered softly, "I know it's not your fault you saw. My mom has just been on my mind lately and I should've been more careful especially when I heard how your power works."

"No need to apologize, Yuuki." We stood in silence for a moment. "Um, let me show you to the bathroom so you can wash up."

Yuuki nodded her head as she followed me down to the end of the hallway. I opened the bathroom door and flicked the light on.

"Um, basically all you have to do is use the right handle to set the temperature you want, the left one to turn the water on, and pull this latch down by the facet to turn the shower head on, okay?" I explained to her. She only nodded.

"Okay, then I'll get out of your way. Let me know if you need anything. I'm just down the hall."

I began to walk out the bathroom door when she grabbed my shirt, yanking me back slightly.

"What is it?" I asked, as she pulled off her sweater and pointed to her blouse underneath.

"This blouse zips in the back. Can you unzip it for me?" She asked, shyly.