♢ ;; world of diamonds

“Really?” The girl perked up at his reply, a bright smile lighting up her features. She didn’t expect him to accept, thus incredibly surprised to the point she wasn’t really thinking much of how flustered she should feel. “Thank you! Then I’ll have to do my best to make sure it tastes good!” She had both hands clasped together excitedly, a few seconds passing before she had them in front of her lips and head tilted.

Bravo watched him intently. He seemed depressed for sure. She was kind of surprised in all honesty. She expected to him to go all psycho. She walked over to him again tilting her head at the other. She listened to him as he spoke, wanting to give helpful advice instead of irritating him and being mean now. 

Bravo sighed and looked to the side briefly like she was thinking. “Well. It’s up to her whether she’ll forgive you or not.” She sneered at that. “Believe me had I not knocked sense into you it would’ve gotten way worse. You would have tried to…do things that she…wasn’t…willing to do.” Bravo shrugged. “Yeah tell her. You have nothing to loose. You fucked up, you should apologize and try to make it up her to her. It’s better then saying nothing, right? She might surprise you.” 

          He let out a breath he hadn’t realize he had been holding. In some way, he had almost wished Bravo had told him it wouldn’t be worth it to apologize. He didn’t know what he was supposed to say to her when he did. “It’s not like I can blame you. I don’t trust myself, either. ...I trust myself even less than some stranger who knows more about my life than even I do.”

          Toma also couldn’t blame her for thinking he’d lash out at her. He thought he would’ve too. However, he already had his own doubts about what he was doing. He wasn’t sure about when they would have disappeared, but he knew they would have if someone hadn’t told him what he was doing.

Bravo smiled as he said that. “Heh. I knew you had her.” She couldn’t help but smile a bit cockily. She liked when she could one up a person like that. It made her feel in power and now she felt like she wrestled a demon into submission. She smirked and then nodded. “I will. I’ll feed her something nice and non poisoned to while I’m at it.” She squinted at him at that. That was her way of kicking a bit more dirt into the wound. 

          He smiled bitterly; a smile that was obviously not out of any sort of happiness. He deserved that, really. The remarks she made weren’t the reasons for his sudden downcast feeling, though he couldn’t say they were helping either. He decided not to question how she knew what his house looked like, as well. There were too many questions Toma would need to ask her, and that wouldn’t even make the top five.

          “Other than finally realizing what I’ve been doing? Not much.” He regretted being sarcastic almost immediately, but he couldn’t find it in him to take it back. “...Apologies aren’t enough for something like this. Even if I apologize to her, she’ll still hate me. She might not think I’m serious; though I doubt her opinion of me can get any worse. But at the same time, I want to be able to tell her I’m sorry, even if I only can once. Even if I know she’ll hate me. ...In that kind of situation, should I still try to tell her?”

          Slightly taken aback by her offer, he thinks. He’s a bit disappointed that she’d offer that so easily; though he himself had just referred to her as his little sister, so he couldn’t say much on it. The hesitation only lasted a small moment, enough for someone to think that Toma was just wondering if he had anything to do, and not that he didn’t want to. 

Bravo stared at Toma looking down at him her eyes changing color again. Yellow to blue. When they got to blue, they stayed that way as she listened to him. Part of her wanted an explanation, the other part just wanted to punch him again. When he spoke though, he sounded somewhat different. She couldn’t exactly say how though. 

“There are so many other ways. Way more then doing that! Hell, I’d even help you but I won’t let you hurt her, what your doing will only destroy her and you…you can protect her without being so aggressive and possessive over her. It’s way easier then you think.” 

          After thinking for a few moments on it, he decided that even if she was a part of the fanclub, she wouldn’t be giving Toma such incriminating evidence already without wanting to actually help. He still didn’t trust her, but he’d accept her help it if meant she didn’t get hurt anymore; whether it be by the fanclub or by him.

Bravo stared at him no readable emotion on her face for a bit. She just stared at him as the sicko actually smiled. How stupid could he be!? She wasn’t a violent person, but he had single handily pushed her to her limit. She took a step back and laughed slightly. “Oh Toma….” She made it as though she was turning to leave but in a split second turned on her heel and punched him. 

It felt good honestly. “Dipshit! You haven’t lost yourself yet! You know what your doing is wrong! You realize that! Don’t just let it go! Don’t hurt her! You care about her! You still have some semblance of humanity in you!” She kicked him. 

          He held his stomach, regaining the breath that was kicked out of him. That, however, wasn’t the only reason for his silence. He also didn’t know what to say; his words lost among his thoughts. Nothing was being answered, none of the questions he had. All it did was irritate him, but he couldn’t bring himself to be angry.

          Of course that wasn’t what he wanted. It would be a lie if he said he hadn’t thought about that scenario, but he had shaken that out of his mind almost as quickly as he thought it. That wasn’t what he wanted. All he had wanted was for her to be safe. If this wasn’t keeping her safe, then how else was he supposed to achieve that? 

Bravo quickly pulled her wrist out of his hand and glared at him. Though she was shorter then him, she held a presence. One of a competent woman who wouldn’t take his lying or be smoothed over by his lying. “Your the one who’s sick you psycho. There’s nothing wrong with her, she was just fine before she went missing!” 

          “If you know so much about the situation, then you know that’s not possible. I lost myself a long time ago-- or maybe you could say I found myself? I can’t tell. I don’t mind if it is the former. However... it’s not like I can trust anyone else on this.”

          He reflexively grabbed her wrist, but stops himself there. He didn’t know what this girl was talking about, though he was sure of it this time. It hadn’t been a mistake when he thought her eyes flashed to a different color. There were too many questions, too many things he didn’t understand about the situation. 

          How did she know what happened? Why would a fanclub member care? What’s going on with her eyes? Why is she saying she’s not the girl she clearly is? And--

          Protect her? No. She couldn’t do that; he didn’t trust someone like this to protect her. He didn’t trust anyone to; not her, not even Shin. He barely even trusted himself to, and maybe rightfully so.And here ‘Bravo’ was, trying to tell him she would. However, getting angry at this now wouldn’t make the situation any better.

She quickly changed out of her uniform and put on her usual clothes, patting down her skirt and adjusted her bag on her shoulder, checking to make sure all her things were there and neatly placed. It was then, he stepped into the room and made his way to her side, giving her hair a ruffle.

          He laughed, removing his hand only after a few more moments. “Sorry, sorry. Old habits die hard, I guess. But you know, you’re still like a younger sibling to me, even if we’re older now.”