Futago
Box and Song.

Mizutani and Daren left two hours ago, Yuki placed a strange box of chests that had not been opened.

The girl was silent on the bed staring straight at the unmoving box before her. With a deep breath his finger opened the box of candy biting pills that came out of the box putting it in his mouth.

It's time, if the koto-shape tattoo and the song that Yuri's grandmother taught her right should this work, Yuki's inner self.

He concentrates on trying to remember the memory of the past that had been lost, he once remembered it in the koto club room, Yuki just needs to remember back. Yuki slowly opened her mouth singing the song that her great-grandmother sang in the accompaniment of koto music.

Yuki's frown, digging up the memories he had forgotten wasn't easy, the girl continued to concentrate, her lips moving small.

Krrrrrr. Crick.

Yuki sharpened his hearing, the box reacted, without the usual BIP sound.

As Yuki's song continues to play, the box continues to respond. Slowly but surely the separate wings and body of the eagle moved following the line of the snake swerving. Yuki noticed that, his eyes sparkling in astonishment. Just as the last note was sung, the eagle finally got its wings.

CLICKS!.

Yuki smiled.

"Why can I be this stupid, the eagle is Eagle, Ega, Hotaru, of course the key is on him." Yuki giggled amusedly remembering the tattoo on the body of his twin.

"In addition, the tattoo on Hotaru's shoulder is more, more to break." Mumbled Yuki.

Silent.

Yuki did not move, still staring at the box before him. The girl was busy with thoughts in her head, would it not matter if she opened the box?, there were many chances that her illness would recur when she saw something in the box, he had already taken one pill. He doesn't keep a blood bag in his house if it happens.

Right, I will apologize to Dazai later for making him come back here again, Inner Yuki took the other candy box grasping it tightly.

The slender index finger pressed the eagle symbol that was in the middle of the box.

Seconds!.

The box slowly opened slowly, the red color that Yuki first saw, the red and soft foam was adorned in the box, then the golden color. The box opened completely, the gold-colored cloth wrapped something.

Yuki opened the lid of the candy let the pill come out in half and brought it closer to the mouth while one hand outstretched the golden cloth peeked at the contents.

For a few minutes Yuki was silent, her eyes widened, her lips tightly pursed. He is enchanted by antiques, charming, and rare.

Beautiful, Inner Yuki.

A short sword 35 cm long, the scabbard is bright red with unique gold carvings that adorn the sarong, the handle/handle/handle of the black sword engraved a symbol that is not foreign to Yuki. Symbol of the Hachibara family.

The combination of red and black like the color of the yukata shirt that Yuki chose this afternoon, that was not the case. The combination of the two colors is very elegant, bold, and mysterious.

His outstretched fingers touched the sword, touching it from end to end, both corners of Yuki's lips lifted his eyes sparkling brightly. He fell in love with that thing. Without thinking long Yuki closed back the candy box put it on the bed his other hand took the short sword from inside the box.

Flipping through the sword watching him closely, another unique carving awakens curiosity within Yuki. His left hand held the sword sheath and his right hand tightly grasped the sword hilt, Yuki impatiently wanted to see the sword blade hidden inside there.

Srek.

Really!, Yuki could not help his smile, the silver-colored sword blade peeked slightly outside. Yuki's heart was beating uncontrollably due to the feeling of pleasure that he could not contain, his eyes locked staring at the blade of the sword that was slowly drawn out.

Sretti.

The short sword was perfectly attracted showing its beauty and majesty as well as sharpness. Not only that, what made Yuki even more astonished was another blade eye, the sword had a forked blade at the top.

It's exciting!, Yuki's scream was held in his heart. A big smile adorned her beautiful face. Without a second thought the girl twirled the handle of the sword playing it like she was playing a ballpoint pen.

"Religion ..." Yuki was unceasingly amazed, the sword was a little heavy but the blade was thin.

A second later his feet jumped from the bed, he stood in an empty place doing the sword moves he had learned at one of the Buddhist temples in China.

The girl kept moving. Wielding, fending off, defending. Forward, downward, backward, turning. All of his activities were without escaping from a smile on his lips.

For a while there were other things that interested him besides his beloved experiment. That short sword was what attracted Yuki.

Yuki was now playing with the sword sheath, several times the sheath was hit by the sword scratches but there were absolutely no marks, the sword sheath remained smooth no signs of having been scratched. Yuki throws the sword in a swivel way up letting the sword float then he flips his body facing the bed, his hand holding the sword sheath raised slightly upwards.

Sreth!.

The sword entered perfectly into its sheath. Yuki laughed cheerfully, the girl laughed just for playing with that antique sword.

If the illness does not recur means Yuki has never seen this sword before or maybe the sword is not a thing that means a lot to Yuki. The girl flicked her shoulders because of her brief thought, she returned to the bed carefully storing the sword into the box.

Tuk.

Yuki closed the box, strangely the eagle did not part with its wings anymore.

"I'll take care of you." Yuki hid the box back.

The girl made her bed ready to fall asleep.

Yuki had no idea her smile earlier was her last happy smile and wide smile.

***

As usual, since Masamune convinced Yuki not to be shy to the woman, now Yuki no longer feels annoyed when wearing clothes lacking materials in the house. Yes, the girl always wears hot pants and crop top with a small strap showing the belly and a lot of white skin, her legs look longer. The stinging hot air that forced Yuki to wear the mini shirt, really Yuki was not comfortable if it had to be hot. Not because now he is in the country four seasons ago forget how hot the city of Jakarta, the article is hot in the land of sakura is hotter and torturous.

"Yuki, tomorrow has started the exam instead." Yuki glanced at Masamune who was busy in front of the stove.

"Pick." The girl took her cold lemon bottle from the refrigerator.

"Want me to take you to school?." Tawar Masamune put his cooking in a dish.

"Not to." Yuki approached Masamune, glancing at the contents of the plate.

"Today's dinner menu .., pasta!." Masamune said smiling cheerfully to the pasta-loving girl.

***

A day that many students hate, if not exam day. Yuki enters her class which suddenly becomes a silent, peaceful class, there is no war between the class leader and his secretary, no Natsume and the other girls. Everyone is busy with their books.

The atmosphere of the exam was very felt, different from at the school Yuki used to be. Even though there are exams there are still many students who joke and fuss. Don't fuss what, oh! Yuki had also seen a group of students who were gathering to have a discussion with each other, cheat.

Because the exam hours home from school was in advance, all clubs are also in liburkan. Yuki steps up to go to the toilet before returning home, Natsume and Ueno wait for him in front of the class to go home together.

BRAK!.

A loud voice sounded from inside the toilet.

DAK!.

Yuki raised one eyebrow.

Chequek.

Yuki slightly retreated to see four hordes of unidentified schoolgirls coming out of the toilet, they wagged their hands with a ji*ik look.

Yuki took a deep breath guessing what they had done.

His feet went into the toilet and locked him from the inside. The bead immediately found the schoolgirl sitting weakly in the corner of the toilet close to the window.

Her long hair was messy, her bangs covered her eyes, the schoolgirl was soaked and bleeding in the nose. Yuki picked up thick glasses from the floor cleaning them with her handkerchief. He crouched down in front of the crying student.

The female student immediately pulled her legs hiding her face with a frightened look down, her body trembling.

"Hachibara, what's your name?." Yuki introduced herself informally, she was a little annoyed by the bullying.

The student nodded faintly.

"Honda Toru." Her great-grandchild.

"Clean yourself." Yuki stood up and took off her sweater. Folding the sweater in a quick motion putting it on the edge of the dry sink, he also left his other handkerchief on top of the sweater.

"Your glasses are near the sink, get out of there before you catch a cold." Yuki said leaving the toilet.

Even if the world changed eras once the bullying would still be there, growled Yuki walking down the aisle approaching her two friends.

"Yu chan, long time!." Natsume Protest.

"Gomen (Sorry)."

"Tomorrow maths, physics, sej." Ueno's sentence was cut off by Natsume who returned protest.

"Stop!, my head is already smoky." The three of them walked down the stairs.

Yuki enjoys Natsume's relentless furore.

"Who are they?." Yuki asked Natsume without glancing at the girl.

"Who?." Natsume turned to where Yuki was referring to.

"Agh that, they're Honda san's friends from smp. Cool no, Honda san has a classmate who always plays with him." Natsume.

"Why is he here?." Natsume looked at Yuki in disbelief.

"He's our classmate, don't you remember?." Yuki raised his shoulders indifferently.

"Are you interested in Honda san?." Yuki did not answer.

"Forget Yu chan, you can't get close to him. Honda san is always busy with friends from his smp first."

"You're not leaving?." Ueno asked who saw Yuki standing still.

"I'll go first." Yuki walked out towards the vending machine.

After school again Yuki accidentally saw the bullying again in the building behind the bus. Why does she always see things like this, Yuki presses a number and waits for the master to pick it up.

It seemed like this bullying was worse than the group that bullied him at that time. They love to play rough, whether what creatures possessed them, to the point that there is no compassion to see the victims who are already helpless and they continue to beat.

"What's Yuki?." Yuki glanced briefly at the bullies.

"Mi chan, can you scream and say 'who's there' ?." Mizutani frowned inside her office then walked out.

"What does that mean?."

"Just scream." Pinta Yuki then raised the volume of the phone to the maximum.

Sure enough that the man obeyed Yuki's request, Mizutani believed in the girl, Yuki never did anything for no reason.

"WHO'S IN THERE!?." Mizutani's thunderous voice was heard by the bullies who immediately dispersed leaving the victim.

"Thank you." Yuki said then turned off her phone.

From where Honda was shaking in search of the teacher who shouted at them earlier, but no one came, he cleaned his glasses and put them up again. The slender back he always saw in the classroom was standing behind the wall slowly away.

"Thank you." Sluggishly.

This morning Yuki left early, the last day of the exam after undergoing the exam rush and tomorrow he will go somewhere.

"Dangerous!."

"Usedik!."

"Junk!."

What else now?, inner Yuki. He wanted to ignore it and leave immediately but his mind and heart were opposite.

Why didn't Honda san fight them?, Inner Yuki.

Yuki took the lid of the ballpoint pen from inside the bag and threw it with his thumb and middle finger right on the inside wrist of the bully who was about to slap Honda.

"San hachibara!."

Who else now?, Inner Yuki looked back.

"Hi!." The tall skinny man smiled at him.

Yuki nodded small. Without a hint the man lunged at Yuki, curling him with his hands. Yuki's body that had been stuck to the wall was trapped there.

"Hachi Hachibara san!, I've liked you for a long time!." Excited skinny man with a face as red as a tomato.

Long time?, it hasn't even been a year I've been here, Inner Yuki. He glanced at the horde of bullies that were no longer there, perhaps they left after hearing the man's screams.

"Tomorrow," before the skinny man finished his sentence Yuki had already barged through nimbly from the side out of the man's confinement.

"EEHH ...??!." Her screams realized Yuki was gone.

The end of the exam many students who smile are happy many also complain tired. Natsume and Ueno have been leaving Yuki since when. The girl was busy replying to a message from Dazai.

"M ma sorry, Hachibara san." Yuki knew who the owner of this voice was.

"Hm?." Yuki muttered still typing on the keyboard of his phone.

"I want to give you this." Yuki looked up at the small nod.

"Te thank you. Su has helped me." Honda stood down, hiding his face.

"Pick." Yuki answered researching every inch of Honda's face.

The quiet girl felt being stared at in such a way as to make her move agitatedly, she leaned over quickly then ran away leaving Yuki who raised one eyebrow not understanding.

Yuki walked towards his locker, he saw many students immediately leave the school, some were carrying umbrellas in hand. Yuki walked to the school terrace, standing silently staring up.

"Why haven't you come home yet?."

"Hm."

"It's dark, it's gonna rain soon."

"Hm."

An uninvited person joined them, standing on the other side of the girl.

"Senpai, how can you feel at home talking to this princess." Kudo Syndir.

"Hm .??, princess?." Repeat Hajime.

"Kudo, your mouth is always sharp." Another voice that Yuki recognizes as Hirogane's.

"Senpaaiiii !!."

Dak. Dak. Dak. Dak.

The sound of hurried footsteps approached them.

"Senpai!, are you ready for training camp in two weeks?." Inuzuka regardless of the others already standing in front of Yuki attracted the attention of the girl from the dark sky above.

"For example, how was your test?, the coach did not allow red players to join the camp." Yuki's reply made Inuzuka scratch the back of her head.

"My grades will be fine." Someone's right behind Yuki.

"Oi!!, Nakashima. Don't stand near senpai!." Inuzuka Shouts.

"Why, senpai is mine." Nakashima replied further forward shortening his distance to Yuki.

Hajime, Kudo, Hirogane, glanced at Yuki before handling their two breech juniors.

"See." Yuki's words made everyone turn their heads towards the girl's gaze.

"Rain. Senpai's got an umbrella?." Ask Inuzuka.

Is he distracting?, inner Kudo and Hirogane.

Yuki is not bothered with Nakashima kun and Inuzuka kun, Hajime's inner self.

"Just use my umbrella." Nakashima stretched out her umbrella from behind.

"No, just my umbrella." Inuzuka also held out her umbrella.

"Thank you, no need." Yuki's reply shifted his body slightly to the left dodging from Inuzuka's face until he accidentally nudged Hajime's arm. His feet advanced to the edge of the terrace.

"I don't accept rejection." Nakashima said firmly with her stance, which Yuki ignored.

The girl reached out her hand forward letting the rainwater touch her hand, the blue bead staring at the torrent of rain at this time, Yuki commented a thin smile.

Silent. No one's making a sound.

Ddddrrrrrrrrrrrzzzzzzzzzz !!!.

It hasn't been raining in a long time, Yuki. The girl deliberately did not come home immediately because she waited for rain to fall.

"I'm first." The girl's words made everyone there flinch at not understanding what Yuki was doing.