Futago
Two Personality.

Now Yuki is a suspect who is being tried by Keiji about the match that Yuki did the other day. The girl also resignedly explained the types of throws that he did, and the foul balls that he deliberately struck. While Hajime was busy in the kitchen cooking for their lunch.

Dukes. Dukes. Dukes.

Sreeekk.

Hajime was surprised that Yuki suddenly pulled the apron to his right from the side, the girl again hiding to him. Hajime who was stirring his cooking was also difficult because of Yuki.

"What else is it?." Hajime asked glanced down. Yuki pointed at something with her chin.

"Keiji forced me to throw for him." Answer the girl. Hajime turned to his left side to find his younger brother holding a bat and baseball gloves.

"Keiji." Tegur Hajime with his distinctive voice.

"I have to make sure with my own eyes aniki (brother)." Answer Keiji firmly.

"Hachibara san let's hurry." Take Keiji step closer to Hajime and Yuki who are sheltering in her brother's arms.

Yuki somehow since when often take refuge in Hajime, maybe only the man can tame his sister. Because Hajime's back that used to hide it was wide open, Yuki involuntarily moved in front of the man, further hiding himself.

"Do you want to make out with my brother Hachibara san?." Keiji's rebuke made Yuki realize, he stared at the chest of the field in front of him with a look of horror. Yuki moved back quickly.

"Sorry!, not my mother." Yuki's voice was choked from feeling a big hand on his back.

"Behold, the stove is still on."

Yuki's frozen. Not frozen because of his current state but a strange feeling but felt familiar all over his skin, a feeling that lately made him stressed and forced him to think hard.

"When do you want to cuddle with my brother?."

"Keiji." Tegur Hajime who saw the look on Yuki's changed face, those blue eyes were suddenly blank.

Yuki holding Hajime's right arm raised him up and then lowered his head out of hiding. Stepping straight towards Keiji.

"What's up?." Keiji asked puzzledly, that pretty face turned mellow.

"How much do I have to pay to rent a pool?." Actually Keiji was surprised by the random question Yuki gave but he still answered it.

"Don't you know, five million?, eight?, maybe even ten million." Answer Keiji.

"Can you take me there now?." Ask Yuki.

"Hhhhh ..?."

"I'll throw as many as you want but get me there."

Hajime had already turned off his stove, prepared all the food on the table, glanced at Yuki and Keiji.

"Time to eat." Hajime's voice ran through the kitchen.

"I'll get the gear ready, wait a minute." Yuki said no heed to Hajime.

"Yuki's." Tegur Hajime stopped the girl's footsteps.

"Time to eat." Hajime repeated while removing the apron from his body.

Keiji walked up to the dining table putting a stick and baseball gloves on the floor then pulled the chair out turning to Yuki.

"Hachibara san." Call Keiji.

Yuki took a deep breath trying to calm herself down. What am I doing?, her mind. He turned his back and walked over to Keiji who was waiting for him. Keiji pulled up the chair next to Yuki and sat quietly there, Hajime himself sitting in front of his sister. Yuki lowered her head politely making the brothers look at her.

"I'm sorry for all my attitude." Yuki said and straightened his body, cupping both hands.

"Ittadakimasu (Good meal)." Yuki then took the chopsticks beside her and started to enjoy the food in front of her.

"Itadakimasu." Keep Hajime and Keiji together.

After that silent lunch Keiji took Yuki to a public square near their home complex, Hajime would follow after he returned home first.

With the net available on the field, it is used for a barrier (as a catcher) to keep the ball from being thrown away, with Yuki and Keiji's makeshift equipment starting to throw and hit.

Keiji was made to not believe with his eyeballs, not a single ball that managed to hit the boy until Hajime came and watched.

The sky turned orange without them noticing, Keiji's body was drenched in sweat as well as Yuki's. They cleared the field as before. Hajime offered two bottles of drink to his sister and neighbor.

Yuki straightened her legs sitting to the right of Hajime Keiji preferring to the left of her brother, they set their breaths ablaze.

"You're satisfied with Keiji?." Ask Hajime.

"No." His younger brother Hajime smiled as he knew Keiji was upset that not a single ball had hit him.

"Yuki's throwing technique isn't equivalent to a child's smp, it's only natural that you can't hit it." Hajime said trying to calm Keiji down.

"It's unbelievable that Hachibara san has never played baseball before." Hajime smiled.

"I doubt she's a girl." Imbuh Keiji was still upset.

"Ohuk!, uhuk! ... Hm?." Yuki coughed for a while then leaned her body forward looking at Keiji with one eyebrow raised.

Keiji looked back at Yuki. He had just let out his voice again after the incident earlier this afternoon, was he alright?, Inner Keiji recalled the look of Yuki's sad eyes.

"Next time I'll hit him." Keiji stood up.

"Let's go home." Take Keiji, Yuki without opening his voice stood up.

"Keiji you go home first, Yuki and I would like to stop by the minimarket before going home."

"Pick." Without asking Keiji obeyed his brother's words. He walked home, alone.

"You looking for dinner?." Tawar Hajime's. Yuki was silent neither to agree nor to refuse.

Hajime did not wait for Yuki's answer he began to lead the way. As always, silence. Hajime glanced at Yuki behind him, the look on the girl's face still remained cold, even on the field the look on his face did not change.

"I met the coach in front of your house, he was very worried." Hajime's voice broke the silence.

"The coach asked you to contact him immediately." Hajime shut up for a moment.

"I told him about your desire to go to the pool, the coach will take you. And the coach also asked," Hajime stopped his steps tilting his body slightly glancing at Yuki.

"Is your head hurting?." Yuki threw away her face without stopping her steps past Hajime.

"Just ignore him. It's almost night, bento at the minimarket may be almost gone." Yuki's voice was heard by Hajime.

Strange girl, what pain is she?, inner Hajime.

After buying food for dinner Yuki and Hajime walk back to their respective homes. Silent, no one opened their voices again after their last chat.

Yuki saw a car in his garage. Masamune has gone home, that is what in Yuki's mind he then faced Hajime bowed politely.

"Thank you for looking for me, thank you for today too." After saying that Yuki re-enforced her body and walked inside the house without looking back.

"Tadaima (I'm home)." Yuki took off her shoes.

"Yuki ...!" The sound of Masamune screaming from inside the house. The woman ran to hug Yuki.

"Sorry, don't tell you first. I got an impromptu phone call from the village and immediately went there." Masamune.

"Ung, it's okay. Is everything okay?." Yuki asked, Masamune took off his hug smiling faintly.

"I only have a mother, she is old and sickly. Yesterday he fell in the bathroom, the neighbor who helped him. But, now that it's okay, the doctor has let her go home." Yuki nodded her head.

"What is the cost of treatment expensive?." Masamune was stunned for a moment.

"That's why I work so hard here." Masamune answered and pointed to the plastic bag that Yuki had brought.

"What's that?."

"Eat night." Yuki answered, lifting the plastic bag in her hand.

"I'm sorry I haven't had time to cook yet." Masamune.

"Pick."

Yuki was soaking in his beloved bathtub he drowned his entire body without remaining, slightly playing with soap bubbles.

Masamune headed straight for the kitchen after Yuki came home.

"Would you eat straight?." Tawar Masamune sees Yuki coming out of the bathroom.

"I'll wait for you to finish the shower." Yuki replied, Masamune smiled considering that he had not yet cleaned himself.

"You want more?." Yuki shook her head slowly.

"Why your face?." Yuki raised one eyebrow.

"The first time we met your face was flat but now it's more to .., cold. Your head hurts again?." Masamune asked carefully, a worried look clearly visible on his face.

Yuki placed his rice bowl and placed the chopsticks on top of the bowl, his head not looking down but the blue bead was staring down.

"What's up?." Ask gently Masamune.

"I don't know myself anymore." Yuki said breathing regularly.

"San's time, is it possible that people have two personalities?." Masamune was about to answer but Yuki opened his mouth again.

"Is it possible for someone to change so quickly?." Yuki recalled a few months back.

"Have the children of the home influenced me?, or the parents of the nursing home?. Could it be that guy?." Yuki's two hands that were stored under the table tightly gripped her trousers.

"Is it because I've only used my head a little more this year?." Masamune opened his mouth but again Yuki spoke again.

"Why does Masa san know about my headache?." Slowly Yuki looked at Masamune's face waiting for an answer.

Is he in the phase of adolescent growth, inner Masamune. He smiled softly, patiently facing the girl who now lives with him.

"First, I don't know about multiple personalities. Second, it is possible that people can change quickly due to the various factors that support it. Third, have you done a lot of social activities before?." Masamune replied as well as asked in a soft voice.

"Yes, in orphanages and nursing homes." Yuki replied recalling his days in ginseng land.

"Maybe from there slowly you start to change." Yuki shook her head slowly.

"If it does, it won't change everything." Sanggah Yuki's.

"Well, let's assume your answer is correct, for the fourth. You remember that blue envelope you gave me at the airport back then?." Yuki remembered.

"When did you and Mi Chan pick me up on arrival in Japan?." Masamune nodded steadily.

"Yes, I gave it to you." Yuki said after recalling the incident.

"My letter is written, if this girl feels pain in her head again or she needs help give this number to her." Masamune uttered the message as he remembered it.

"Who?." Tanya Yuki, as she remembered she was given two different colored envelopes by her grandmother addressed to the person who picked her up in Japan later.

"Doctor, it's written like that." Answer Masamune.

Jun Ho si, Inner Yuki.

"May I ask for the number?." Masamune moved from his chair to walk into the room.

Why am I such a fool now, Yuki said in his heart. Masamune returns with the blue envelope Yuki once gave him.

"The number is written there." Masamune handed the envelope to Yuki.

"Thank you." Yuki said, Masamune thought the girl would open it soon but no, Yuki instead placed the envelope beside her and went back to pick up the chopsticks continuing her delayed dinner.

"Is it okay now?." Masamune asked looking at Yuki's face.

"Yes, maybe." The girl replied still with a flat face at least not cold.

Yuki was sitting on the bed with a blue envelope in front of her, her wiggly fingers pressing a few numbers on the screen of her flat object, sticking them near her ears.

Yuki had called several times and waited but there was no sign of her calling being answered by the other person.

Yuki was about to disconnect his call but the voice of the person he was calling stopped Yuki's intention.

"Yobuseo's ? (Hello?)."

"It's me." Yuki.

"Yeah! naughty girls. Is your head hurting again?." Jun Ho shouted over there.

"No." Yuki replied after bringing back the phone that he kept away from the ear.

"Then why did you call me?!, your grandmother would be furious. I promised him." Jun Ho's voice sounded annoyed.

"Promise?."

"I promised Grandma I wouldn't call you unless your illness recurred." Jun Ho obviously.

There was the sound of heavy breathing as Jun Ho got up from his chair and walked to the medicine shelves.

"So ..?." Jun Ho felt that something was strange because the naughty girl rarely took a heavy breath like that.

"I feel like I've lost myself. Do you think I have two personalities?." Ask Yuki straight to the point.

Jun Ho over there was thinking, looking at the condition of his patients all this time.

"I don't think so, but I'm not sure about my answer either." Jun Ho replied.

"What kind of doctor gives such hesitant answers." Yuki Ejek with her flat tone.

"Because you can still mock me I can deduce something. At least you're in there it's okay." Jun Ho said.

"Every day I'm almost crazy here, a strange feeling that suddenly comes forcing me to keep thinking." Sergei Yuki.

"A strange feeling about those two personalities you mean?." Jun Ho closed his medicine rack.

"Hm."

"Maybe it's the same feeling as you slowly change here." Yuki rewinded her body until she leaned against the wall behind her.

"No, this is different Jun Ho si. It's not like they make me slowly change, but it's like myself acting out of my habit without me noticing." Yuki.

"Yak. Bad girl, you've never been confused with yourself before. Even when there's no cure for your illness." Jun Ho said his gaze glared far away.

"Because of that, it's stressful for me." Yuki replied coldly.

Silent.

Jun Ho twisted his brain.

"When you get there, does your head hurt again?." Ask Jun Ho.

"No."

"Memory in your head?."

"I remember it every once in a while and my head is fine."

"What about the blood from your nose and mouth?."

"They didn't come out."

"Is this possible because you are in your birthplace. Something familiar but you don't remember it forces your body to recognize it." Yuki thought about Jun Ho's words.

"Is that possible?." Yuki hesitated a bit.

"Yes, I think." Jun Ho sat back in his chair.

"I doubt if you have two bad girl personalities. You are a strong girl mentally and physically even before we meet yaah .., only if connecting with your loved ones is able to make you waver." Jun Ho's.

Silent.

"How many times have you been to Japan?." Jun Ho's voice resuscitated Yuki from his mind.

"This is the first time." Yuki's answer made Jun Ho frown.

"Why?, are you not taking care of the company in Japan?." Yuki instantly widened his eyes, he just regained consciousness. Why did he never suspect Daren about this.

"No." Lirih Yuki's.

"You have several companies and some other businesses in Japan more than other countries is not possible if you do not interfere in the affairs of the company there. Just do a proposal or see the value of shares, or just a business meeting. No way not at all, because your father did raise you to be his company's puppet instead." Obviously Jun Ho was at length.

Yuki closed her eyelids calming down, trying to string together the information inside her head.

"No, Jun Ho si. Never is."

"Impossible." Jun Ho's murmur was heard from the cell phone.