Xanathos wrote:Poor Shiki is going to die a painful death. Pretty good.
...oh my god! they guessed it! quick a sudden change of events!
From the second floor of the house a young girl, a little bit shorter than me, called.
Her long black hair and blue eyes resembled the one of my sister but everything else, from the clothes to the personality seemed to have changed.
"Long time no see, Brother. Was that present for me?"
She asked and began to come down with such a elegancy that I didn't doubt she was the lord of this modern castle.
Akiha, my sister, seemed to have changed a lot in those eight years. Instead of the shy and cute girl I unwillingly had to left behind, a selfaware and unbeliavebly beautiful young maiden stood. She wore a white, short-sleeved man's shirt and a red pleated skirt to her ankles.
The white ribbon she used to wear was replaced by a, I would say blue, alice band and the high lanced boots she had made every one of her steps look firmer than they already were.
Surprised I stopped looking for the ribbon and said "hello" to my sister.
Behind my sister a third girl came. This one just like the first girl I met in this house had pink hair and a certain resemblance to her what made me thougth they were somehow related to each other.
The thrid girl had on an english maid's costume and, contrary to her apparently happier counterpart, had blue eyes and didn' even smirk, neither to me, nor to her sister.
"Welcome home, Shiki-sama" - she said and bow.
I just thanked her and felt a little bit embarrassed since I somehow had a different image of her from our childhood together.
"So.Brother. Was the present for me?"
Asked my sister again expectant but in order to avoid any misunderstanding I tried to explain her as clearly I could that the present wasn't for her.
After everything was left clear and the girls for some reason were for some seconds silent Akiha coughed and suggested Hisui, as I later was to refer myself to the pretending deadpanned maid to, to bring me to my room.
We then separated.
Hisui lead me upstairs while Akiha and the girl remained in the first floor and headed to, where I supposed, was the dinningroom.
The room where I was to stay from that day on was the second door in the west wing of the mansion and was remarkable bigger than the one I had in the house I lived before. All my things were already there when I entered so I feel somehow at home and bagan again to search for the the girl's ribbon.
The contents of three boxes, and my bag, what I had brought with me to this house, were already all over the room, when Hisui who patiently waited thirty minutes for an opening to tell me something, told me when the dinner was served.
"Please excuse me, Shiki-sama"
and went to the door but before she could set her hand on the door'd knob I stopped her on her tracks.
"Hisui, could you please call me only Shiki. I don't really like you being so courteous"
The pettition was a small one baut she reacted as very different as I expected her to.
She didn't say anything and tried to excuse herself and leave again but in vain.
Again I asked her and got closer to her but the more I tried to get near her, the more she stepped back as if escaping from a dangerous animal.
Hisui hit the door with her back and without any kind of expression on her face but with a certain degree of fear she excused herself and opened the door but didn't leave the room. At the same time and as if she had ran against a mirror Hisui crashed against the other girl who with her kimono and since she was the one with the less acceleration was thrown against the wall.
Hisui screamed and I asked wheter of not she was alright but to the girl incorporated herself slowly and didn' t answer until Hisui screamed again in panic.
Her sister had hit herself just above her right eye so the wound didn't need to be too deep in order to bleed.
I told Hisui to go and tell Akiha about what just happened and to calm herself while I take her to wash and treat her wounds. Hisui did as I said but I didn't.
The blood that from the wound oozed had soaked part of her hair making it stick to her forehead.
near to her eye like a tear a clean drop of the red liquid had made a path from there to her chin where it dripped and tainted her right shoulder.
But despite her state she didn't stop to smile and tell me it wasn't that bad as it should seem.
Her beauty and the creepiness of the image reminded me of a certain sentence of one of my favorite novels.
"And there! There! In the shadows just as alluring as frightening does he lonely stand. He, the devil."
With a piece of cloth I had in my pocket I stopped the bleeding and we went to the bathroom to wash and treat the wound.
It didn't take to long to get there but the clothe was already red so I asked her to hold it until I find something else.
"It isn't that bad, Shiki-san."
she took the cloth off her skin but suddenly her face turned white.
In her hand lay the ribbon, the one I am sure she gave me when I left this place, covered by crimson.
Both of her hands hid her face and as if trying to prevent her from falling apart due to the laughing her elbows were tight pressed against her ribs.
The hand that hold the ribbon squeezed it strong enough to make some blood come out. and ran down her arm.
Suddenly she ran off and let me alone in the bathroom.
I didn't followed her. It would have been pretty rude, I think.
I washed my hands and went to the dinning room where an angry Akiha waited for me.
Before I sat I told Hisui about her sister's condition so she didn't have to worry anymore.
The dinner was more than cold when I took a piece of it into my mouth. The meat and cooked broccoli that would have taste like heaven as it still was warm, were hard and dry. And all the other food was already unenjoyable.
My sister didn't say a word and just ate.
The great dinner she tought for this day was ruined.
and with a dry "Thank you " she left for her room just like Kohaku, whose name I had just heard from her sister. I didn't go behind her, neither did I go to her room later that night.
I am sure she hadn't thought of that either.
At 01:00 o'clock I still hadn't got to sleep one single hour.