The Golden Pear [YA - Featured]

♫~Notes 71~♫

 Returning, Kagetsu softly stepped into the entrance hall. There were no lights, only those from the street reached inside. With his phone's dimmed light, he sneaked around.

No walls crashed him, and nothing squeezed his neck. He could finally breathe without a worry. Changing into pajamas with little pigs' heads, he entered the living room.

"You waited for me?" he whispered as Rigaku was up reading a book under a small light.

The rest was tucked inside of their sleeping bags, having adventures in the dreamland.

"No, I only dived into reading, forgetting time," he answered in a hushed voice.

Kagetsu squatted as he stopped by his sleeping back next to Rigaku's one. "Then why it's upside down?"

His oldest brother frowned, turning the book. "It's not—" He stopped as the letters turned into a secret code. His book was never upside-down. His cheeks reddened as Kagetsu caught him off guard and red-handed.

"Thank you... and sorry for worrying about me." He crawled into his backpack. Playing with his phone's display settings, he forbid it to blackout and placed it down. Sometimes, even for a teenager, a night could seem scary.

Just a few inches from that place laid Rigaku's opened hand as if it was inviting. Kagetsu's eyes raced across the room before he closed his phone, and his fingers rested on Rigaku's palm.

As their eyes closed, their finger intervened, and no nightmare bother either of them.

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Freya yawned a bit. 'I'm so tired.' The day on the farm exhausted her, but it was her mind that needed extra hours of beauty sleep. She kept returning to Kagetsu's reaction. Pangs of guilty stabbed her as he expressed fear the first time, but she pushed him into visiting again.

'It was my fault.' A deep sigh left her lips. 'I shouldn't be such an idiot.' She closed the locker, resting her head against it. Whether the pear was inside or not escaped her attention. Its presence was like white noise.

She stayed like this for a few moments before registering a girl standing a few steps from her. Freya straightened, surprised that brown-haired girl seemed nervous than malicious. Her hazelnut eyes dashed from one corner to another as she struggled with speaking her mind.

Freya sent her way an encouraging smile.

"F-F-Freya... sama?" the girl spoke in a hushed voice.

'Sama?' The ginger-haired girl's lip twitched. 'Seriously?'

"Can I have... a question?" The girl played with her fingers, she could break them any second, so Freya quickly nodded. "Are you close with the Greek Gods?"

The question surprised Freya more than she expected. Their presence had turned into a natural part of her life now. 'Is it really possible to become so close in a few weeks?' Freya fished out her trusted notebook, realizing she might need one soon.