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Who: Mirai and Miyume
Where: Dorms then out to Kobe
When: Thursday, April 20th
What: Dinner and a movie.

Miyume headed out of the dorm about fifteen minutes early, thinking that it'd be a good chance to get some fresh air and perhaps collect her thoughts before meeting with Mirai for another date. She sat down on a bench outside, fingering the edges of the scarf he'd given her earlier that week. It felt a tad chilly to her tonight but whether that was the weather or simply her had yet to be seen.

Part of her wondered at the wisdom of breaking curfew twice in one week. They still had a couple of hours but if this date was anything like the last one, the guards would have to let them in at the gate again. It certainly wouldn't do much for her reputation or her permanent record but Miyume found that she simply didn't care enough to stop. Student life away from home was stressful, far more stressful than her new acquaintances could guess, even more so with recent development. Mirai offered her pleasant company, space to explore and be herself in, and a promise of a good time. Miyume wasn't so short-sighted she couldn't see the path he was leading her down or that others would condemn it without understanding him, her, or what they wanted to accomplish.

Besides, childish and selfish as it may have been, Miyume liked having secrets. Things that belonged to her alone, things no one but her could see and touch. As a little girl, it had been imaginary friends and hidden treasure troves of little trinkets she'd collected from around the house. This one was simply more daring, thrilling, and rebellious and the ones she usually kept. For once, she felt like she actually had a life she could call her own. It felt good.

Miyume checked the time on her phone. Just a few more minutes to wait. She smoothed the skirt of her simple black sheath dress, one of her own this time. Her make-up was more or less the same as it had been on their last date, though applied with a little more skill and confidence now. She'd left her hair down this time, strands of it fluttering a bit in the evening breeze that picked up.

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Miyume smiled. The contact pleased her beyond words and it wasn't just the physical aspects of it. She felt like she was floating on a cloud of happiness, a far cry from her typical cloud of numbness she hid herself within so often. She could infer that he felt something similar to what she did, too, and that just made it that much more wonderful. That precious sense of harmony had returned.

"You do?"

She nuzzled him fondly. It'd been a gamble to tell him about her father but it seemed to have been the right card to play at the time. He'd needed to be better informed of the stakes he was playing with, as far as she was concerned. But it appeared to have served a fortunate, second purpose as well in creating a possible bridge between them.

"It doesn't bother me now as much as it used to. I've had years to adjust and other concerns eclipsed it with age. But still, I thank you."

Mirai sighed. His arms unwrapped. He sat alone beside her and leaned forward with a hand over his mouth. The thought of their similarity overtook him with a great dread because, for some reason, he could not bear it - it was like trying to climb a hill but never quite reach the top. And as his father would say he's anything but a hard worker.

He had raised the conversation but he had wanted to know. Now he wanted it changed.

"... Hmmm? I don't quite follow your logic in worrying over him. I told you not to, right?" His voice was kind, but it underlined his words with a warning - what he had said would end the matter. "The guard might not let us in, you know, or he'll report us." And he leaned back with his arms folded behind his head.

Miyume frowned, more than a little confused. One moment they'd been comfortable and simply enjoying being with each other and the next, he was slamming the door in her face and trying to lock her out. Would it be better if she simply didn't speak at all? She wanted to help him somehow but maybe he was like her and didn't really want to be helped? She just sat there, mentally running through options.

"I don't worry about my father because I have more immediate concerns. He's been out of my life since I was a baby," Miyume finally said after a long pause. "Why are you bringing up the guard now, Mirai?"

He hadn't seemed terribly concerned about the guard last time but maybe she'd been reading him wrong.

Mirai rolled over onto his side and lay there. He tried to relax with his back facing Miyume, watching shadows flicker underneath bushes and trees. It lulled him into security, restoring the shadows he used to cloak himself now he felt he didn't have any - again.

All he could think of to do was not get in trouble with the guard. He had no care for it. But he was a lazy man when it came to sorting out his own hassle. There was not so much a fear of the guard as working to clean up his mess.

To that, and her, he replied, "Because I wanted to change the subject." And because he could.

"Oh."

Miyume wasn't sure what else to say. Or even if she should say anything. She recalled how upset he'd gotten when that lady had brought up his father and how determined he'd been to cover it up in front of everyone. It'd been the night he'd confessed his feelings. They'd had their first real conversation that night. The bond between them had strengthened so quickly since then, that it felt like it had taken place much longer ago than it actually had.

After a moment, Miyume lay back down beside him, close enough for him realize she was there without imposing a connection.

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"You understand why, don't you?"

Hovering over him was the doubt she couldn't. He did not seem reassured when she turned and lay beside him, not just because he was afraid of what he could be feeling the next moment but also that he was in deep thought. He analysed the situations the best he could - which did not surprise him either, because using his mind helped him explain a lot of his problems. But most of his difficulty came from how other people responded to it - including himself.

Nevertheless, he rested his hands under his head and listened. It was telling him they had experienced their own at different ages, so he had to observe they couldn't understand how the other was feeling.

"I think I do. At least, part of it. I don't have all the details yet."

Miyume spoke slowly and carefully but there was an undercurrent of certainty to her words, as if she were recalling facts from a book rather than sharing conjecture.

"You have a bad relationship with your father and what happened at school isn't the first time he's hurt you," came the quiet statement.

Miyume had suspicions about his relationship with his mother, too, but not enough to share just yet even if she had been one to rely on logical analyses instead of instinct and hunches.

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Mirai's lips pursed, when he thought that he would have to say something about his father at last. She kept making observations about him, and he kept having to pull more shadows around himself, from this side and that. It was such hard work that he began casting them off, looking much lighter with the release from his worries. His smile became somewhat nicer and he sat up.

No. His shadows were still there. She wasn't going to be that lucky.

"How nice," he remarked dryly. "You're a smarter girl than you seem, Mii-chan."

Thanks for finally noticing.

That statement would have been unnecessarily harsh, however. Besides, the best wolves were the ones who dressed in sheep's clothing so perfectly it was impossible to separate them from the real sheep. Maintaining her ego wasn't worth sacrificing her primary means of survival or revealing her strategy too soon.

Miyume looked over at him and simply echoed his kind smile. Let him have his secrets, she mused. He couldn't keep her at bay forever. It was only a matter of time before he slipped up and she caught him napping again.

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