Double Trouble

Chapter 25

Neliana

At the moment we're walking down - if you can even call it walking, it's more like a slowly Sunday - stroll. Normally I hate slow walking but at the moment I don't mind. I would prefer to do now some work. We have a lot to catch up. But nooo, we must take part on a fucking family breakfast.  Annoying. 

"Li, c'mon. You're slower than a nail taken a sleeping pill." I stop in my movement and stare down at him from the stairs on which I'm standing. This was really not that bad. Normally I'm the one who say such comparisons. "Really? My comparisons are ways better than yours." I pound because it's true. 

"Hey just say that this wasn't that bad." - He looks intensely at me. A playable smirk forms on his lips. Ahhh I hate it if he's right. Never ever am I going to tell him his was good.  "Okay ... it wasn't that bad."

He raises an eyebrow. "Just say it. I'm listening." 

"Argh you're annoying as fuck-"

"Language!" 

Nic and I turn around instantly and are faced with - oh hi my dearest Leonardo. Nice try to correct me but unfortunately I couldn't care less about you opinion. Bad for you, good for me. Because now I'm in a real good mood to just provoke a bit. Since we walked out of our room, we put on our emotionless and invisible masks so it's impossible for them to tell who we're thinking, going to do. 

I walk a bit in his direction and whistle as responds immediately "Are we speaking. What a genius you are, to notice it ..." - Nic comes to my side and joins me. "Such a good boy." And with that we walk further to the dinning room before we're clapping in with each other. It's quite funny to provoke Leonardo. He's so fast furious. Loud chuckle can be heard from the room. "Let the fun begin."

We walk in and immediately all the conversations shut down. How I love it. * note the sarcasm My anxious is kicking in again. Since the past it's for me very unportable to be around men and the fact that everybody is staring at us intense doesn't make it any better. My heartbeat rise up. I need a distraction. Instantly. 

Ah perfect that we already put on all our equipment to our 'normal' clothes. Include our guns, for me my knives, for Nic his throwing stars, our clocks which are in reality - like already said - callable and extendable monitors with all needed skills, our invisible high - technological contact lenses producing a full screen with all needed ads only for you visible, and earphones working like normal ones exclude the smallness and perfect programming, our new produced rings which are in reality - like you can already expect - extendable claws with different kinds of  poison in it, deadly one, painful one, sleeping one, everything you need for a mission, and last but not least, of course, our identification mark: the wolf - chain. It is also a tracker for our self - safety. The other needed things for a mission like our jackets or the other storages for our weapons, for example on our legs, are all in our car a few streets further. I think it would be really strange if we walk with our full uniform in. But we must be every time ready to head out. That's our first priority and we'll take the risk from a suspicious from our brother on us for it. 

Never mind. I brush inconspicuous my hand trough my hair and tap on the tiny touchscreen behind them. Morse codes. Our favorite communication possibility in situation like that if nobody else should notice it. "It's not like they haven't seen us yesterday."

He does the same. "Yeah. I hate them but Li, remember our deal: Be unsuspicious and calm. We'll just sit there, silent, and wait until the hell is over. Understand? We don't need trouble." 

Haha, easier to say than to do it. Like he could read my minds, he adds. "Just try it. For me."

I don't say anything more to it. A unwanted agreement. Luckily the awkward silence is broken by  Riccardo. "C'mon. Sit down, you must be hungry." Not a bit. I open my mouth to exactly speak out loud my thoughts because why not, but, unhappily my lovely walrus brother named Neliono Nercurio De Luca takes my wrist immediately and gestures me to sit down. He formally presses me down on the chair and squeezes my shoulder longer than needed. A remember and request. Argh why must be my life so hard? I even cannot have a normal chilled breakfast.