Maybe, is Love. © (Ringry - English Version)

9

Souya's intrigue was growing ever greater. Rindō didn't give him a single clue as to why he would have to do all those things with him, and due to the imminent threat that the older man was, he could only obey, being that in those moments he was watching attentively as the Haitani paid that exuberant amount of money for those clothes. He didn't see Sanzu again even as he left the place, only the two of them headed towards the car, Souya entering first with bag in hand and then Rindō.

Looking at the clock he noticed that it was already six in the morning, he couldn't believe how fast the time had passed so he turned to the boy again.

─ Listen, I have to get home, or Smiley will wake up and it will be very suspicious if he's not there. ─ he commented.

Rindō happened to glance at his watch, raising an eyebrow as he noticed what time it was. ─ You're right, it's an hour's drive over there so you'll be pleased. ─

A sigh of relief came from Souya, as once again the scenery of the place passed through the car's glass. He began to nod off due to the lullaby the car was giving him, being noticed by the Haitani who with a half smile went to exclaim to the blue-haired man.

─ You can sleep if you want, I'm not an ogre either. ─ Pair of eyebrows raised for a couple of seconds, and Souya firmly shook his head. ─ No thanks, I don't trust you. ─

The Haitani's countenance changed, showing an angry face at that. It was without hesitation that he approached the blue-haired man by cupping one of his hands around the latter's cheeks, making him look directly into his face. He tightened his grip while Souya's hand was placed on his arm to try to free himself from his grasp, but the difference -in those moments and conditions- between him and Rindō was quite a lot; Souya was weaker and he knew it.

─ Don't you think that if I wanted to kill you I would have done it by now, why do you insist on talking rubbish and making me angry? ─ the Haitani muttered, as Souya's scowl brought out more of the vein that always showed on his face.

─ I've never trusted you after all your attitudes, it's obvious that I still doubt you. ─ Was Souya's reply.

Then it was that Rindō stared at him for a moment, in his eyes one could see the fury in his own person but Souya didn't understand why he was angry, what was going on in the Haitani's mind that his opinion affected him to the point of making him angry?

It was that Rindō merely slammed Souya against the door, releasing him again and thus returning to his place. He crossed one of his legs, facing the glass on his side. ─ Do as you please then. ─ That was all he said, before returning to the strangely awkward silence of the moment.

Souya made sure not to sleep for anything in the world and he almost jumped when he was finally able to be in an area he easily recognised. It was only a few blocks to go and, as soon as they were there, Rindō got out of the car to let Souya out of the car.

The blue-haired man got out and Rindō immediately handed him the bag full of the clothes they had just bought. He got back into the car, closing the door and then rolling down the car window.

─ See you next week. ─ Was all he said before starting the car. Souya watched the car disappear as the distance widened as he watched the sky light up due to the time of day.

Souya entered the building looking at the time on his mobile phone, it was seven in the morning, that bastard hadn't even let him get enough sleep! He was furious and couldn't even complain to his brother. He entered the flat in silence, running carefully to his room and closing it with enough stealth to avoid detection.

Once he was alone, he looked at the clothes that had previously been bought? Given away? Forced to buy without his money? He did not know how to explain. He put them in the wardrobe, making sure that they were not exposed to view; he didn't want to explain how he had gotten such elegant clothes.

Then he lay down on his bed, staring at the ceiling; Nahoya would wake up in maybe three hours or two, so he might as well use that time to get some sleep as well. He settled into the covers, keeping the clothes he was already wearing and no longer bothering to change into his pajamas, glanced at his mobile phone for a moment, set it aside, and settled down to sleep, if the sea of questions would let him.