Onihunter Yuna 2

13 Before the First Day of School (Past)

The alarm clock rang. Yuna rolled over for the hundredth time. She had hardly slept this night. Too many thoughts went through her head. Yui's wondrous awakening from her stupor was just one of them. To be honest, she was afraid of sleeping. As soon as she closed her eye and drifted away, Tirr lurked in her dreams.

He was not dead. He was inside her and she couldn't do anything against him. She feared that he could control her, so she didn't want to sleep with anyone in the same room.

Damn it.

The high-school girl struggled up from the futon, rolled it together and stowed it with her trained routine in her closet. Then she went into the hall with her washing utensils and moved to the bathroom. In half-sleep she slouched into the bath and almost stumbled over Wataru, who was just washing his upper body.

"Why do you have to bathe in the morning?" she asked annoyed, and wanted to redraw.

"I wish you a good morning too."

"Hm."

"Can't we both wash in the same room?" He made no effort to stop the process.

"That makes me feel uncomfortable."

"You're being really weird."

"Fuck you, Wata." She stepped out and slammed the door shut behind her. For a moment, she stood at the door of the bath and studied the selection of the snack machine opposite of her. "Fuck it all."

The girl went back to her room, changed from her pajamas into her blue-white school uniform, and then began to get her hair done. While she brushed her hair, her gaze fell on the window from which a red light was reflected.

"Fuck. I hadn't thought of that at all."

Her hand, which held the hairbrush, sank down as she stepped closer to the glass. She couldn't see her right eye very well, but she had to think of something.

She lifted up her hairbrush to finish the brushing, and then made her side pigtails. Next, she grabbed a bandage and tried to wrap her right eye part. She fought for a few minutes desperately, until she gave up with a deep sigh. She couldn't go to school with sunglasses.

"What shall I do? And why didn't I think of it earlier?"

There was a knock at her door. "You can go to the bath now."

"Wait! Come in!"

The door latch went down, and Wataru stretched in his head. "What?"

"Um ... could you help me?"

"With what?"

Grinning, she raised her hand with the bandages. "Tada ..."

"Just take an eye-patch."

"And where am I supposed to pop it out right now?"

He sighed. "I wake Ayumi."

"No. You'll do it."

"I can't do this."

She looked at him pleading. "Please."

The young man glanced at his girlfriend. She was really an extraordinary girl. How could someone this strong and brave be so helpless? He shook his head, smiling, and came over to her.