Love Disorder by Yuriko Hime

Author:Yuriko Hime [Hime, Yuriko]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Y.H Publishing
Published: 2016-03-26T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21. Blossom

Curiosity was like a pesky scab. The longer it stayed on the skin, the more it itches. I was eager to know what Blaze and Uno's parents were keeping. Was it the cruelty they did to their daughter, leading to DID? Was it something so shocking that they refused to have an interview? The pesky scab that was curiosity made me itch to know the truth. But how? I doubted that I could get a second chance in entering their home.

I gave off a low squeak when the oven's timer sounded. I've been too consumed with my thoughts to notice that I was hovering in front of it for the last twenty minutes, waiting for the chicken to cook. With a shake of my head to get rid of the jitters, I stooped low and opened the oven door. The smell of onion, garlic, mushroom, and butter wafted on my nose. It was soothing and made my stomach growl.

"Finally," Uno murmured from the kitchen island. Though I wasn't looking at her, I knew the expression she was making, slightly annoyed with a dash of sexiness as she pursed her lips. I quickly wore the oven mitts and brought the chicken carefully to the counter. Uno inhaled deeply, making me smile. She was irritated this morning when she found me still asleep on my bed at nine.

"I told you that breakfast should be at seven," she said, standing by my door with a scowl earlier. "Where's my coffee? Where's my pancake? You know what, forget it. Let's have brunch instead."

"What do you want to eat?" I said as I rubbed my eyes.

"Anything. Make sure it's good." She turned around. "Make up for my missed breakfast."

So there I was, cooking the chicken for her that mom used to make. Surely it would compensate for making her starve for hours. I transferred the dish on a smaller, more presentable plate before bringing it in front of the drooling Uno. Well drooling was too strong a word for someone like her. It was more like smiling creepily. She didn't smile often, and the ones she'd usually make made me second guess if she was really happy or she was planning to torture someone.

"Bon appétit," I said.

"Mmmm."

The two of us ate in silence. I didn't look at her, and I knew she wasn't looking at me too. We've been like this since the day that she reappeared and told me to stay away from her because she was a safety hazard. Uno wrote me a letter the next morning which I found stuck on the fridge that said, 'You owe me a favor remember? When I went to your friend's shop instead of Blaze. I'm collecting the favor now. I want you to avoid me as much as you can except for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.' Seeing the letter that day made me sad, but the last bit about the breakfast, lunch, and dinner was admittedly funny.

Since then, I was careful to stay out of her way when we weren't eating.

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