"What are you talking about? Love? I- don't even know you... like that..." You say in a panicked tone.
"Is that so?" he slowly says. "You sure? I could have sworn you were who I thought you were..." He says, leaning back, putting all his weight on his hands.
"... Oh... okay..." You softly say, turning a bit. Mikey stares at you with a blank expression on his face. You feel his eyes staring deep into your soul. It starts to make you feel a strong sense of anxiety. "Why are you staring at... me like that..." You say in a nervous tone. Mikey still stares at you not answering your question. You slowly look at him and then sigh, looking back at the outfit.
"You're pretty... that's why..." He softly says.
"Oh... okay... Thank you..." You slightly smile and nod.
"You know... you kinda remind me of my mom."
"Huh?" You quickly say, looking back at him. He stares you in the eyes which makes your heart race. Not like a blush or crush but you feel nervous... not a good nervous. "What do you mean?"
"... The way I feel towards you... It's similar to how I felt with my mother..." He calmly says.
Mommy issues? You think to yourself.
"Wait what?" You hesitantly say. He leans closer towards you.
"You give me that same feeling I felt when I spoke to my mom... That same warm feeling." He softly smiles and looking you in the eyes.
"I don't understand..."
"What don't you understand?"
"Why you're saying that..."
He furrows his eyebrows and looks to the side a bit. You furrow your eyebrows feeling extremely confused.
"I don't know how to explain it... but I hate feeling this way."
"Feeling what way?"
"You make me feel desperate..." He sighs, standing up and walking towards the back of the room. Your eyes slowly follow behind him as he grabs something. "I deeply dislike you Yuki..." He sooths, smiling back at you. He grabs a box and carries it to you. Your eyes widen. You feel like you're about to hyperventilate but you don't know if it's because he said your name or because he said he dislikes you. "You know... I've seen Emma wear that wig before... So, I already knew it was her wig... plus... you smell and talk like Yuki." He sighs as he places the box on the ground and sits down on the couch, going through the stuff in the box.
"Thats... creepy-" You quietly say, looking back down at his uniform.
"You think that's creepy?" He chuckles.
"Yes... a little... the smell part made it creepy." You slowly say. He sighs and grabs a small box from the box. He leans back on the couch and slowly looks at you.
"Why are you hanging out with my sister?" He calmly asks. You furrow your eyebrows and look down. "I had thought I told Baji-"
"Yes, I know... He told me already..." You interrupt. Mikey stares at you with a blank expression on his face.
"Do you really despise me?" He softly asks. You slowly look at him. "Do you really hate me that much? Am I that bad?"
"Why did you kill Kazutora?"
Mikey stares at you for a bit before looking down at the box in his hand.
"I didn't... mean to." He quietly replies.
"How do you not mean to?" You huff. He slowly looks at you with a relaxed look on his face.
"I can't remember a lot of what happened... I was so heated... and out of it. I just remember blood in Kazutora's hands as he was holding a knife in his hand... and Baji was on the ground." He takes a deep breath and looks down a bit, towards the ground. "I was on top of him... I was going to punch him to death... I was going to kill him- but he said something... that made me stop. He pointed the blade to himself, telling me to stab him... in the throat... like he did my brother." Your eyes widen and your eyebrows furrowed.
"Wait... your brother was stabbed in the neck?" You say in a panicked tone. Mikey slowly looks at you and relaxes his eyes.
"Yeah... he got stabbed by a knife that went through his neck from behind..."
But in the manga... he got hit in the head... what the hell is this?
"Kazutora did that?" You shakily ask. Mikey slowly nods and looks down.
Why would he do that...? You ask yourself.
"So then... you pushed the knife into his neck?" You softly ask.
"No... someone ran up from behind me and hit me in the head... I fell forward... I had caught myself but I felt the handle of the blade poking my stomach. Kazutora's eyes rolled back and... he started gagging on blood. When I had lifted myself up... the knife was in his neck..." Your eyes widen and a sudden feeling of guilt spread across your body. "Just like my brother... The blade went through Kazutora's neck..."
You furrow your eyebrows and look away, staring down at the ground.
"You're right..." He softly says.
You quickly look back at him feeling confused.
"Right about what?" You question.
"About me being a murderer..." He calmly replies. "Even though I didn't mean to stab him... I still would have killed him... I know I said I forgive him for what he done... but deep down I still hated him. When I saw him stab Baji- I wanted to kill him. All I wanted was to kill him. The word... kill just kept repeating in my head." He places the box on his lap and looks at his hands. "Who else will I kill..." he softly says. He slowly looks at you with a defeated look on his face. "Out of all people... I didn't want to hurt you."
"You didn't hurt me..." You softly say.
"I did. You see me as someone who can hurt you- right? Someone who can kill..."
You furrow your eyebrows and your throat starts to tighten. You feel extremely bad. Did I put that thought into his head? You question.
"Mikey-"
"I don't want to hurt you more... It's best if you stayed away..." He softly says. He slowly looks at you with a sad smile on his face. "I don't want to see you. Seeing you makes me feel desperate... because I can't have you... If you keep coming around... then I won't be able to control myself."
"Mikey..."
"What if I do end up hurting you? What if I end up losing control of myself... I don't want to hurt you... This feeling... this- anger... these fucked up impulses... I can't control them." He sniffles. His eyes widen and he sighs, relaxing his eyes. "Do you understand...?"
You slowly nod.
"It's best if we stayed away from each other." He softly says with a blank expression on his face.
"I- I'm sorry... Mikey-" You softly say. He stares blankly in the distance, not responding to you. You sigh and slowly walk out the shed. Mikey slowly looks down at the box in his hand and then at the shed door. He frowns and lays down on the couch.
You stare at the house in the distance and then out the gate. You furrow your eyebrows and slowly make your way back to the dojo. You slowly walk towards Emma and Hina, stopping beside them. You pull the wig off your head and sigh, placing it down beside Emma. You slowly turn back towards the exit of the dojo.
"Yuki..." Hina softly says, slowly lifting her head up to look at you. You slowly turn your head to look at her. She stares at you with a confused expression on her face. "Where are you going...?"
"I don't feel very well... So... I'm going to go home." You say sadly. "Can you tell Emma that I'm sorry... and- that I said happy birthday." Hina slowly nods and watches you walk away. Emma stares at you through her hair as you walk away, with a sad expression on her face.
You stop in front of Baji's front door, wanting to knock on it. You furrow your eyebrows and look down.
"Yuki?" A voice says from beside you. You slowly turn your head to see Chifuyu. You furrow your eyebrows and sigh. He walks towards you and tilts his head a bit, looking you in the eyes. "You okay?" He softly asks.
"I don't know... I feel like- I'm messing things up..."
"What do you mean?" He asks, putting his hands on your shoulders.
"I don't know how to explain it... But everything is going to shit... and it's all my fault." You sniffle. Chifuyu's eyes widen as tears fall from your eyes. "I don't know what I'm doing... but it's not helping... I'm only making things worse." You sniffle.
"That's not true..." Chifuyu comforts.
"How do you know?" You huff. You furrow your eyebrows and stare back up at him. He stares at you with a blank expression on his face. He furrows his eyebrows and hugs you.
"Because I believe in you." He softly says. You relax your body and face, hugging him back.