SWORD, fighting, the people and the Gangs. She loathed them all and chose a different life, far away from Sannoh. She ignored everyone from her past. Hino Amaya, the only sibling of Cobra, crossed paths with Amamiya Hiroto. How deeply will their cla...
The sun appeared weak this morning. The sun rays brighten the room. The dim light awoke Amaya. She rapped her eyes and stretched yawning lazily. It took her a second to recall what happened last night. Her facial expressions changed as her memories kicked in. She turned to the right only to find a very sleeping Hiroto. Her eyes rested against him. He seemed so peaceful and calm. Far away from the loud and strong Hiroto he usually was.
She recalled Masaki words. One evening while talking randomly Masaki admitted how worried he was about his younger brother. 'He has a softer side... He doesn't allow people to see!' Back then she didn't believe Masaki. But right now she started to believe that. He had already surprised her so many times in a good way. Hiroto was much more of a man than she thought him to be.
"Baka! Stop staring! It's creepy!" a monotonic voice said. "How long are you going to stare?" Hiroto asked her as he opened his eyes and looked at her. His eyes lightened up and his lips formed a smile.
Amaya lost her words once again. How on Earth could he keep it together and not being panicked? "You are the pervert here! Don't forget that!" she responded as she felt her cheeks burn and her heart skipped a beat. What was wrong with her?
What Amaya didn't know was: that Hiroto had woken around dawn in a worse state than her. He remembered what happened last night. At first, he hit a few times his head against the wall. Thankfully Amaya didn't wake up. Then he thought to run away maybe escape abroad. Somewhere were Cobra could not find him. Yet when his gaze dropped against Amaya he maned up agreeing she was worth it. And he decided he would face Cobra after they return home.
"Idiot! I'm hungry let's have breakfast." Hiroto announced after he leaned in and kissed her lips softly. "We need to talk!"
It was one of the rare occasions that Amaya didn't argue back. She just nodded and looked at him with a foolish smile on her face.
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It had once been an impressive dining-room but years of neglect had taken its toll. The table was long and solid wood. It was made of railway sleepers that had been stolen in the dead of night, then sanded and polished to hide their origins. The chairs made from the same solid wood. And the room looked like it appeared from an older era.
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