Futago
We Are Like Strangers.

Yuki crouched down again, her manic seeing the blood coming back out from the corner of the protective lip. He glanced at the protective body that had attacked, and looked back at the protective body that had been attacked.

"Sorry, I'll touch you." Yuki said his two fingers directly landed on the intersection of the protective chest, his other hand writing something on the note, resting on his thigh.

Yuki's finger was pulled down onto the heartburn stopped there for a while, and he pulled back to the point of the punch earlier. The manic cannot be separated from the protective body. Done it. Yuki moved her hand to glance briefly at the result of her writing.

"Ehem!. Ojou chan have you got what you're looking for?." Yamazaki melted the tension in the gathered protective barracks.

"Still less. Fight me like you fight him." Yuki spoke suddenly to the protector who was still standing.

"Eehh?!!!."

"Thank you for your hard work. Please rest." Yuki stared at the protector who was trying to stand up, wiping the corner of her lips.

The protector bent over and walked to the edge, Yuki stuffed a note with a ballpoint pen into the back pocket of the jeans. Pulling the hoody arm up to the elbow facing the big tall man.

"Ojou equal, I." Yuki did not have time to hesitate.

"Takkecchan, you want to do it?." Yuki glanced at Yamazaki. The girl rolled her eyes lazily looking at the look on the face disapproving of the man.

"All right." Yuki circulated the gaze, looking for prey.

"Who is that guy?." Yamazaki turned his head in the direction that Yuki pointed.

"He, the son of one of the honorable families. Morioka san." Answer Yamazaki.

"Looks like I need an explanation about a respectable family. For now call him here."

While waiting for Yuki to stretch. He glanced at his watch and took it off. Yuki's servant is very deft, seeing her young lady take off her watch leg immediately ran over and offered to keep Yuki's belongings.

"Then can you hold this for me too?." The waiter receives Yuki's note and ballpoint pen.

"Neither ojou the same." The waiter lowered his head while reviewing the smile. Her young miss was very polite to such a lowly servant.

"Have you explained it to him?." Yuki glanced at Yamazaki.

"Yes, but the waka balked and forbade Morioka from landing an attack on you." Yuki glanced sharply towards the second floor.

"Then tell him to fight me." Yuki flat.

"Waka rejected it ojou chan." Yuki turned towards the protective youth who had met him.

"Are you willing to grant this presumptuous request Morioka san?." Hearing he is the son of an esteemed family Yuki speaks politely to him.

"Ojou of course the same. You're so changed from the last time we met." Yuki commented on the smile that he did not show to everyone during the main residence.

"I'm sorry for the bad meeting last summer." Yuki said, the young man raised his shoulders indifferently.

"Well, I don't think you're disguised as a very agile spider woman either." Morioka replies with a smile considering how she failed the mission because of Yuki, and again she is also paralysed on the attack in kyoto.

Yamazaki felt uneasy between the two conversations, he was already being stared at sharply by Hotaru up there and Fumio from the top of the arena.

"Eyeah. Ehem!." Yamazaki clenched his hand shut his mouth awkwardly.

"You can go Takkecchan." Tell Yuki.

"Eh?!."

"You heard me." Yuki gave Morioka some distance, the young man did the same.

"Ojou chan's. Morioka san, you can't hurt ojou chan." Yamazaki.

Both of them deliberately did not listen to the man. They bowed respectfully. The next second Yuki and Morioka lunged at each other. Surprisingly, the two people thought the same thing. They instead lunged forward but to the side where Yamazaki was still standing to block them. Two powerful kicks landed on Yamazaki's stomach making the man flung.

Bugh!.

Boooms.

The legs of the two landed onto the ground, their gazes meeting.

Cute, Inner Yuki.

They smiled at each other, Yuki let her lips pull slightly upwards. The next two seconds Yuki started the attack.

Morioka happily served Yuki, counting to improve her self-esteem from the girl.

Hotaru gripped the chair hand firmly. Clearly her twin was not serious about fighting Morioka as if her sister had deliberately attacked him. Hotaru knew, because she had seen Yuki fight Rin seriously.

Yuki has fallen many times but he quickly stands back up pretending there is no problem when, sick!. Fifteen minutes is enough for Yuki. They stopped, Yuki conversed for a bit with Morioka and ran away quickly after seeing Hotaru rushing over to her.

Inside the dressing room Yuki took off her hoody, a scene of random pink adorning her white body. He immediately recorded what he remembered and touched his wound. He had Je stand guard inside the room door if anyone dared to barge in immediately paralyzed, Hotaru for example.

Yuki touched the pulse on his left hand then his left index finger landed under his nose, he concentrated. He returned to writing his analysis. Loud thumping sounds rang out from inside the room, the gasps of the servants calling Hotaru. Yuki's guess rarely misses.

The girl ended her observation, she was satisfied with the results she got despite the battered body. Yuki limped into the bathroom. His body hurts so much. He soaked, grimacing due to the painful stimulation in his body when he met warm water. I took a shower three times today.

Dinner, Yuki chose to eat in the room, his body ached all. He could not walk to the dining room. What else the clan martial technique over using deadly inner power, Yuki did not want to move much.

Lusi had visited Yuki to ask about his condition and tell Hotaru who suddenly fainted after entering the girl's room, even though Hotaru was previously in good health. Yuki also explains a little and a lot of censoring what happened. After dinner Yuki asks one of her servants to stick a needle anywhere the origin on Hotaru's body.

Yuki sat in front of the computer, her focus split in two. From one computer to the other, glasses are embedded on his nose. The girl was awake until six in the morning. His body moved to the table at the side, opening the sketchbook. He drew the human body and the flow of chi from his observations, very detailed to the weak points that are prone to attack results from his battered body.

At half-seven Yuki went inside the bathroom, staring at her body. The pink bruise turned dark purple. Yuki will stop by the greenhouse after school to look for plants that might cure her. Chemical fluids from his research did not match those injuries. It was fortunate that Morioka restrained herself that it might not be worse than this.

Hotaru looked at Yuki fixedly, she was annoyed by the incident yesterday afternoon. Didn't the twin sister know she was worried about dying. People who act ordinary tend to ignore it. The dining table was filled only by Lusi's jokes and a small response from the girl.

***

Like yesterday, Yuki casually walked towards his class, he was relieved the gazes of the other children were unlike the first day. Yuki was not aware behind him stood two body guards targeted by the students at his new school. Hotaru and Fumio would give unfriendly gazes to those students who dared to gossip or give a look of adoration to Yuki.

Rest. Yuki immediately avoids Hotaru who wants to invite him to rest together, the incident did not escape the eyesight of the children in the classroom.

Yuki walks towards the roof, a place that other students rarely go to. And the choice is right, and wrong.

The door opened and the tragic sight he had.

A student jumps off the roof.

Yuki walked over and sat down on the roof floor and opened the box. The student thought Yuki would get in his way. Seeing Yuki casually eat the girl's provisions made her frown.

"Please jump. Ignore me." Yuki's words hit the student.

"You're gonna be a suspect for being on the scene." The student looked at Yuki's back. It was not uncommon for this school to have students dye their hair, like this girl.

"Hm. Hurry up and jump." Yuki flat. The student glared at him.

"No courage?. Should I help you?." Tawar Yuki stuffed the cow sausage into her mouth.

"You, psychopath?!." Exclaims.

"If you don't dare, get out of there." The student swallowed his saliva roughly.

"I'm going to jump!." Snarled.

"Pick it, be careful."

"Eh!!!?."

"Is something wrong?." Yuki asked looking at the student.

His blue eyes, his nose, his lips, his skin, all of that made Gaho's mind empty instantly. Then a flat voice that made him shocked resuscitated himself, his grip on the guardrail loosened.

"Good bye." Yuki flat.

Gaho with quick reflexes he had grabbed the guardrail gripping him tighter.

Just barely!, exclaimed Gaho inwardly.

Gaho jumped over the guardrail walking over to Yuki sitting beside the girl. His eyes glanced at the contents of the stock, he casually grabbed two sandwiches at once, devouring them without permission.

"Why not be?." Gaho grabbed Yuki's bottle of drink.

Dugs!.

Yuki held it until the bottle returned to its original place. Gaho pulled her hand away from the bottle.

"I've never seen you before. New kid?. First class?, it doesn't seem to." Yuki's eating her back.

"intriguing. I want to taste you." Gaho leaned her body to the side.

Crepe.

"For a coward who doesn't dare to commit suicide, stop being so arrogant." Gaho grimaced at the sharp sentence of the blue-mannered girl.

Gaho glanced at her lips clad in chopsticks. Yuki pushed his provisions towards Gaho.

"For you, to be more daring to kill yourself." Yuki said, removing the chopsticks from Gaho's lips put the chopsticks on top of the lunch box.

"Dispose the box when it's finished." Yuki said, go away.

"You didn't give me a drink?." Srobot Gaho before Yuki is lost in the door.

"Why meet a madman at the beginning of every school." Lirih Yuki, leave the roof.

This school is more extreme than the school in Tokyo. Look, it's only been a couple of hours at school a bunch of club kids has surrounded him. The crowd rejection from Yuki led the girl back into the classroom.

Throughout the lesson Yuki was busy looking out the window, he had no interest in listening to the lesson. The bells come home echoing throughout the class. Hotaru twisted her body backwards very quickly, she landed her fleeting pinch on Yuki's cheek then blurred.

Hotaru smiled very widely, embracing her best friend towards the gym.

"It's not a race."

"No, you're wrong. This is a blurry game. Who's the quickest to escape, he's the one who won." Hotaru laughed proudly.

Replace uniforms with sports clothes. Yuki walks to the gym. His new school is not as big as his school in Tokyo, he can find a volleyball gym easily.

At the front door of the gym Yuki meets Ame's daughter, the only woman in the shadows. Sayuri Ame.

"Ojou the same," Yuki raised his five fingers.

"Call my name if it's in the school environment." Sayuri bowed deeply, apologizing.

"Don't bend down too often, think of me as another student." Sayuri smiled awkwardly.

"Neither Hachibara is the same." Yuki stared flatly at the horse-drawn girl.

"No need for 'same' suffix'." Sayuri swallowed her salivary thinking.

"Senpai?." Yuki nodded his head slowly.

"I'm sorry if I'm too presumptuous." Sayuri was about to bow again but was left behind by the blue girl.

There is no time to play, inner Yuki.

Yuki changed his shoes with sports shoes, putting his uwabak on the available shelves. Yamazaki was waiting in the gym. The squealing sound of shoes and the reflection of the ball were unable to attract the attention of the girl. Yamazaki approached Yuki talking for a while, Sayuri looked very enthusiastically standing behind Yuki.

Finally I can continue to meet the same ojou, the inner Sayuri is happy.

"Aoki!, they're the new manager of the volleyball team." The girl named Aoki looked at Yuki for quite a while then turned to look at Sayuri at a glance.

Prok up!. Prok up!. Prok up!.

"Gather together!." Hotaru.

The players gathered in front of Yamazaki.

"We're starting to introduce new members, starting from the right row." Yamazaki.

The newly joined first graders begin to introduce themselves, all the way to Sayuri and lastly Yuki.

"Hachibara Yuki, third class fourth class, please cooperate." Yuki flat.

"Is senpai really the captain's twin?." Yuki cleared his throat in response.

"So the rumor is true." Sluggishly.

"What rumors?." Hotaru Srobot.

"Captain. I asked for your blessing." Second-class libero chirps instead of answering Hotaru, the young man joked.

"Seek in the face of the boy." The other robot.

"Followly, we begin the exercise. Inter high's game is just around the corner." Yamazaki disbanded the players.

Yuki and Sayuri as the new boys immediately adjusted their jobs as managers, fortunately this was not new to Yuki, he could do it without asking much. Sayuri kept smiling, the girl always moved around Yuki, sometimes taking over the girl's job.

Aoki let out a long sigh to catch Fumio like any other player, staring at the new manager, stealing glances at the girl.

Ten minutes rest. Hotaru immediately runs towards Yuki asking for a bottle of water for him while bending over giving Yuki a code to wipe the sweat all over the face.

"Sayuri, take care of him." Yuki said to the cute little girl and passed away.

"Ano .., this is waka." Lirih Sayuri extended the two objects in her hand to Hotaru.

"Can you take a peek at Yuki's body?, yesterday's fight must have left a lot of marks. If you can check if it still hurts?. I'm asking you for help, Sayuri Chan." Hotaru ruffled the head of a loli girl (Loli is a child character who is under 14 years old. It comes from japanese. Sayuri is a sixteen-year-old girl.).

"I'll try." Sayuri replied and then gave drinks to other players.

Yuki did not even glance towards the field, he continued to busy himself. Aoki who was about to ask for help to him was immediately prevented by Sayuri, the little girl immediately offered to help.

Until her first day of training ended, Yuki walked towards the pick-up alley at Sayuri's companion leading her bike.

"Is there something you want to say?." Asked Yuki who felt the movements of the little girl. Sayuri smiled widely.

"Ojou the same, does it still hurt?. Yesterday you took a lot of punches." Sayuri asked carefully.

"Hotaru told you to ask that?." Yuki paused for a moment staring at the twilight in the sky.

"Ojou is the same, but!. I also want to ask." Sayuri looked up at the orange sky which was slowly turning into a pool.

"Do you want to be Hotaru's spy?."

"Mom is not like that. I just want to continue to be next to the same ojou that I have always admired. Mother every day told me the greatness of the same ojou, ja," Sayuri was surprised when Yuki patted her head slowly.

"Thank you, today you are also working very hard. My lukaku will heal quickly no need to worry." Yuki.

"Ha .., i." Sayuri wanted to do the salto now, she could not help feeling happy.

They split up in an alley where the main residential car was parked.

On the way home Yuki sees a minimarket, he stops the car to stop by for a while.

Snacking is much better than not. Agh, Yuki remembered that his hands were constantly busy with two keyboards, should he make a third hand to put food in his mouth?. Yuki thought about the plan while buying snacks on the minimarket shelf.

"Why not fat?." Yuki glanced at the crazy young man on the rooftop wearing the shop maid uniform. Gaho rubbed her chin with her index finger.

"How come your teeth are still tidy?. You're not afraid of diabetes, Hachibara chan?." Yuki raised an eyebrow hearing the suffix of her name call.

"Wow!, sexy. I like your eyebrows that raised one." Yuki threw away her face.

The girl kept walking to pick up the snacks that caught her attention. The basket was full of chocolate, ice cream, and other snacks.

"You can count it now." Said Yuki flatly finding Gaho still standing behind him.

"Hmmm, just relax. You don't want to quickly leave me again don't you." Yuki did not respond.

Gaho counts Yuki's groceries slowly and deliberately in the long run. Yuki let out a long breath.

"If your service is like this I'll make sure it doesn't come back." Gaho glanced at Yuki's flat face.

"Ok, don't threaten me like that." Gaho hastened her work.

"Please, tomorrow don't forget to stop by again." Said Gaho who was not responded by Yuki.

The girl got out and got into a fancy car.

"Heee,, , uh ,,. It looks like a rich man." Lirih Gaho from the minimarket.

***

Glass room, Yuki observed the herbs there, taking some. Taking her to the white table in the middle of the plant group, where several traditional tools were available, Yuki with his knowledge gathered the herbs together and smoothed them with the available tools, painstakingly piling them.

One of his servants approached Yuki.

"Ojou alike, your training hours have already begun." Yuki added some herbal powder that he found on the corner shelf of the greenhouse.

"Say I'll be late for fifteen minutes." Tell Yuki.

"Okay, ojou's the same." Yuki was very focused on her activities.

Wooooosshhhw.

The girl did not feel the presence of someone behind her. Like the shadows, Yuki's instincts could not detect it. A hand landed on the top of Yuki's head and a brief kiss led to the man's departure. Yuki instantly twisted her body with an annoyed face, Hotaru outside the greenhouse smirked happily then left.

Cheating!, growled Yuki. He grimaced touching his waist. Today he was desperately acting ordinary with injuries on his body.

Yuki immediately returned to the room into the changing room taking off her clothes. He rubbed the results of the collision of herbs all over his skin that was blue, covering it with a bandage. Twisting from the stomach to both his shoulders and arms. Yuki grabbed the long black shirt at once with her pants. He started walking towards the barracks beside the dojo.

The barracks were deserted and the lighting was simple because it was the girl who asked. The male figure continued to swing his wooden sword until Yuki's presence made him stop. He turned his body to look at the pair of blue eyes, they were silent for quite a while with the contents of their respective minds. The waiter back there couldn't help but smile at their lips.

"Hachibara Yuki desu, yoroshiku onegaishimasu." Yuki bowed for a moment. The long distance made the servants unable to listen to their master's talk.

"Fumio Eiji, kochira koso yoroshiku onegaishimasu." Reply Fumio bowed respectfully.

We do it like strangers, Inner Fumio.

"It's an honor for me to be chosen to teach you the sword." Fumio used formal language to Yuki, the girl gave a small nod.

"Sorry for my delay, next time I make sure I won't."

Fumio walked calmly and firmly towards Yuki, stopping at a distance of one meter giving the sword in his hand. Yuki stared at the wooden sword grabbing her in a grasp. Fumio pulled his hand away and that was when Yuki felt the weight of the sword.

Ara ra ra ra!, heavy. Are you sure this sword is made of wood instead of tin?, Yuki commented inwardly.

"The wooden swords of the dojo tend to be heavier than the wooden swords out there. Try swinging." Yuki follows Fumio's instructions.

His hand slowly raised the sword upwards, his still bruised muscles screaming in pain. Fumio caught the tip of the sword.

"I'm going to start teaching you how to swing your sword and your ponies." Fumio. Yuki gave the sword back to Fumio.

It's a lie that Fumio doesn't know Yuki is holding back the pain in her body. Although Morioka was not serious against Yuki it was still that many blows landed on the body of the girl who had no experience with the clan's martial protection method.

"Please pay attention to me." Fumio shows the correct horses, the position of the hands, how to swing, in tails and detail.

Yuki was very attentive. That night Yuki was made to continue swinging her two fused hands together, pretending to cut through the empty wind.