Snippet #2418002

Michelle hummed quietly to herself where she sat in her wheelchair by the window, carefully tracing circles on the glass with her ever so slightly shaking hand, before letting it fall back onto her lap. Behind her Aurora, her helper was running around and getting things ready for the night. She tried to speak to Michelle several times, but never got more than a quiet "mhm," and "mm" as reply. To be thoroughly honest, Michelle didn't even listen to what Aurora was saying, and had no idea what she was speaking about. She was far too focused and watching the commotion outside.

She could barely make it out, but it looked like there was a girl up in the tree, and a girl she supposed was Zero beneath, shaking it. She obviously couldn't hear their conversation, and wasn't even sure if what she saw was right, but she had the feeling it was something about a scolding. Most likely the girl had been trying to peek on the night class students. Michelle couldn't understand what was so special about them- other than that they were pretty. But looks didn't make the person. Besides, she already had her own pretty hero... even if she considered him to be her brother. Then again, her pretty hero was in the night class too.

"I will be right back, okay?" Aurora asked, causing Michelle's thoughts to snap back into reality. The girl nodded her head slightly, giving another soft 'mhm', though this time it seemed to be less vacant. She was actually listening. Once she heard the door shut and was all alone, she let out a soft, sad sigh.

"Hey, little sis... what'cha doing mopping around like that? Doesn't seem like you at all," she could heard a familiar, cheerful voice behind her. Instantly, her face lit up slightly as she carefully turned the wheelchair around to look at her brother.

"Kaito..." she said softly, smiling, and for once her smile did actually reach her eyes. It always did when he was around, because then she was genuinely happy.

He laughed and gently placed a package on her lap, winking at her and speaking before she could inquire. "Open it and see what it is, little sis..." he said softly, gently ruffling her hair.

Michelle smiled weakly and very carefully opened the package with her tender pulls, her smile widening when she saw what was inside. "T-thank you," she said happily and then paused, her brow furrowing slightly as she glanced up at Kaito. "But won't you get into trouble for sneaking in here?" she asked quietly.

Kaito smiled contently at her reaction. "Yeah, I brought you a new skis book and that manga you were talking about... glad to see that you like it," he said with a slight nod of his head. When she asked him if he would get into trouble, he just winked at her, sitting down on her bed and shrugging his shoulders. "If they catch me...yeah. But since they haven't yet I don't see the problem..." he said with a slight nod of his head, chuckling.

"I see... you have to be careful, though..." Michelle said gently, carefully reaching out her hand and touching his cheek.

"I will," he said softly, gently taking her hand in his hand placing the both of them back on her lap, "and soon I will take you out, kay? Just gotta figure out a good way first..." he trailed off and frowned as he noticed his little sisters expression.

Michelle grasped hold of his wrist and brought it into the light, revealing small blood stains all over it. First then she noticed there were actually small blood stains all over his shirt. She narrowed her eyes and glanced up at him, and although her voice was still soft, there was a slight firmness to it now. "Kaito, what is all the blood supposed to mean? Are you injured?" she asked, glancing up at him with her dark purple eyes.

He quickly pulled back his hand and averted her gaze, actually blushing slightly. "No, of course not... I'm fine. Stop fussing over me, little sis... that's my job to do to you," he said, looking back at her and smiling slightly, "understood? No need to worry."

Michelle shook her head, not looking convinced at all. "Kaito... what happened?" she repeated her question from before, "if the blood is not yours, then who does it belong to?" she demanded, though it hardly actually sounded like a demand at all. She sighed as he didn't reply and looked down, feeling her stomach knot itself slightly. She knew how troublesome Kaito could be, and she knew that the way he treated her was an exception. This carefree way of showing affection was not characteristic for him at all, and he often got into fights or trouble. She was afraid for him, or possibly somebody else he might have harmed... though Michelle never thought he would actually go as far as to harm anyone until they bled... right?

"It's nothing, don't worry about it," Kaito repeated, not looking at her though his expression hardened, "honestly. I got into a little fight, that is all," he said and gave her a small, reassuring smile, letting his expression soften again. He tilted his head as she studied him carefully, looking as though she was trying to make up her mind about something. After a while, she gave a slight nod and smiled back at him weakly.

"Okay, if you say so..." she replied softly, noticing that he instantly relaxed. Michelle wasn't stupid, she knew there was something weird going on with him... but she knew she wouldn't be able to get more information out of him, even if she tried. "How was your day?" she asked softly, wanting to change into a subject that maybe wouldn't make him as uncomfortable.

He looked thoughtful for a moment, before smiling and shrugging his shoulders. "Got up not so long ago... there hasn't really happened much yet," he replied, his carefree attitude restored.