TAGGED: SILVER CHESS

20# THE SPINNING BLADE

Lying right? The lights were faintly covered in tears. Shit, I was wrong. My fault. I hugged my knees to ward off the cold; sobbed inside. I could no longer look back at his face that understood nothing.

Ah, Kanra where is your brain right now? Why me..

so stupid and weak.

Cringes..  My phone's ringing.

"Kanra Anastasia, where is your current position? You have taken the patient past the prescribed duration!" Anger. "Take him home or you're fired!"

"Sorry, I'll-" take him as soon as possible. Just stuck on the tip of the tongue, the clutches of cold hands slammed the object to shatter into pieces. His contrasting figure pulled my arm without cue, dragging it as if it did not give me a chance to step properly. Atlaraka.

The guy penetrated the hustle and bustle of the crowd easily.

"Lake in!" Bianglala. My gaze rounded for a moment. No. gabe. Don't again. Cold sweat drips uncontrollably. I've been afraid of heights ever since. Day of destruction of the tower. "Don't piss me off!"

This guy.why so coercive and rude. His metal arm pushed rough. There is no choice but to be as strong as possible against the trauma that has struck.

The bianglala started to rise. Atlaraka said nothing but to throw his face into the plains. His anger never subsided, sometimes I don't know what to say. Just looking at him who was ruffling his hair violently.

"You're playing me," he snorted. "What do you mean, huh?"

He said I was playing him? Who do you think started all this?

My gaze rose looking at him with a stern highlight. Challenging him, proving that I'm not as weak as he thinks I am.

"I only wish you the best!"

Is correct.  For her.  My tears are in vain.

"And you don't care about me at all?"

Shit, what the fuck.. Obviously I .. "I just want you to live happily!"

Fear, bitter taste, and doubt all eroded as my hand shook uncontrollably slightly warmed up. Why is he so upsetting, anyway? It always makes me misunderstand all his thoughts.

"happy?" Atlaraka smiled bitterly. "What kind of happy definition do you want? It was precisely with my half-memory like this that I felt like a fool! I feel like I don't have anyone defended!"

Be my reason to live. All of that was just a lie since his memory was erased.

"You won't understand, how painful your memories used to be! You better not remember it at all,"

Right, I don't want to see you slump again.

"It's better than being surrounded by a group of fully-manupulated humans!" Again Atlaraka was wasting his face. A clear layer overshadowed his fluorescent pupils. "And you'd prefer me like this, hmm? That's very clever of your thinking!"

I hate.

But with all his might to hold it. You just don't know Atlaraka, how much sadness you put in your mind. You're the absud.the eye that stares with an indecipherable light.. Snoots. Everything is always remembered.

Grey world. Not as white as a sheet of paper or as black as a pen ink. He's a killer, but another in my eyes. Atlaraka was a very nice friend. I like everything that's on him.

I like this guy.

"I'm sorry" a bitter smile was painted on my face. Yeah, blame me for this useless one. I could never do much to help him. I'm not like him who always gives his best for me.

I pulled the body without warning. Drowning his face and sobbing on his shoulders. Whatever. He will probably hate me more. It's okay, I won't force anymore, I will stop my steps to continue to harass his life.

"I don't know which is best, damn it, you're always me half-dead confused.You know what, Atlaraka?" My crying held her tighter. After this I became afraid, even more afraid when Atlaraka decided to leave. "You got me. I saw you even though you didn't realize.., I thought of you and me-"

That guy's flinching. "Then we return. You're gonna get fired, aren't you?"

Right yeah. I nodded faintly. Too naive if I expect too much from him. That feeling has been lost.

The bianglala is moving down. The luster of city lights shimmered.

"Interesting huh?" He opened his mouth with a non-focused look.

"What?" Really do...

The pupil turned to look at me. A smooth grin looks at his little fangs. "You think?"

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"Whoaa, tumben you're coming!" The black-haired guy could hardly believe it. "What do you need, hmm?"

Basic guy perbus. "Read the book! What else?" I snorted in a hostile tone.

"Ah, yes yes, no noise as usual" Ulrich dropped thick books from high shelves.

Largest company in the city. The shelves reach the ceiling. Manuscripts and tabloids are available to fill the book cabinets made of teak wood. The roofs resemble a topaz green dome with a thick vintage style and natural wood patterns.

"Yesterday how?" He glanced over, pouring the tea into a small cup. The man has long been recruited as an illegal librarian.

"Bad" I said briefly. Page after page of thick book cover I quickly explored. Maybe reading will erode the annoyance a little.

"Oh means still no change huh?" He snorted a light snack. Quite entertaining, I got the Urlich secret fans brought mostly in the form of sweet food, so I thought to take advantage of the gifts of my brothers' fans as much as possible. A truly blessed family.

"There's still tea?" I blew my cup of tea which was left a little. The smell of rose spice airs deliciously.

"So you're going to visit me to beg for food, huh?" Urich laughed bitterly. "Basic grandma's dropping by!"

I shrugged my shoulders no matter what. I don't know, the most important thing for now is just my own feelings and nothing else, taking care of that guy is too draining of energy. Atlarack.. I don't know what kind of life he wants, until this moment I don't understand.

Happy definition.

"Hey Ulrich, what do you think the definition of happiness is?" The end of my cup touched the blunt surface of the table. "Because I don't understand at all,"

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Pouring rain. Since that day I have decided to take a temporary leave of absence. Grey clouds shade the sky, as if they need clear droplets similar to needles. Too cold, the wind that blew against the curtain wildly.

"Ah, Rue, I told you, just lock the window!" Ryn nagging. The guy is getting busier now, especially after Jae dies.

Wood tile tiles already wet exposed to splashes of water.

"Oi oi, dear Ryn, look at me taking care of Son!" Rue snorted unconcernedly. "Well, Karna! You're the only one who locks the window,"

Shit, again... I'm breathing rough. I put my apron, a fool with a half-finished lunch dish. My tongue is now preoccupied with strange tastes that crisscross the esophagus.

Outside the storm. The view outside the window was just plain white mist without decoration. What's Atlaraka doing, by the way? The room was cold, though not outside.

"Hoii, Kanra, your cooking is scorching, tuh!"

God fucking.

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The white steam was coming out through the guy's mouth and nose. But he did not care, his other metal arms began to assemble. Piles of silicone from dozens of stolen electronic objects mount it to perfect the new arm.

Almost finished, just need to install elastic skin make as the final cover.

Bruk!

The door jokingly behind it appeared the figure of Kanra with a drenched body. His black hair seemed to fall with raindrops at the end. He shivered violently.

Without a word the whole big bag. His irregular-looking breathing created a white vapor. "I've brought you hot water, drink a little,"

His cold hands were translating as soon as the sensory system inside began to work. Atlaraka gulps. There's something foreign running through the chest. Why would he hate to see her like this? Painful, as soon as watching the chick starts to get tired.

"Ah, are you assembling your new arm, huh?" The hand touched it, wordlessly sewing end by end of its elastic skin slowly. Atlaraka was unmoved, now he was beginning to feel it...

Butterflies scattered in the chest.

The hand is cold but creates a warm reaction within him. It was as if Atlaraka had missed him for so long.

"illness?" Every now and then the face looked up to make sure.

Be ill. His tongue was stiff with no words thrown out. Alexithmia? Now that he could not respond to anything, just the slowly falling tears made his body shake violently.

That someone.

Someone who always thinks about it.

Always was.

"Stay by my side!" The agitation that piled up was expressed with ambiguity.  Atlaraka hugged her with a teary look. That feeling never goes away, always lingers in the chest. Stupid, why did he just realize it? "Don't go far! I have no one to trust!"

Kanra is the way home for him. The strange girl who always widened her hands, grabbed him with words. And Atlaraka needs it. Stubborn girl, Karna.

"Hey, stop.. Don't be weak like this," lied, the girl herself sobbed back her hug. "I'm afraid to let you go,"

"I'm not leaving" whispered faintly. Decapannya. "Because you're my only reason to keep living,"

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"Change rapidly? Wow, great young psychiatrist," the woman in deep red with the bullying-filled spotlight sneered. "But unfortunately this one prisoner is special, Kanra,"

I swallowed a rough spit. "But I think Atlaraka deserves to be free! He's not a prisoner!"

"Yes, but he's a killer! The mafia's most wanted for its incredible intelligence,"

"Atlaraka Nusantara is not a cruel figure, he is only used! And stupidly again you got him hit with an injection of memory remover! What do you want?!"

I don't understand that mindset. Primitive! I let out a heavy sigh, if they knew that I had known him for so long. Yeah, I know him!

"Behave you, Kanra," he sizzled furiously.

He just doesn't know anything.

"Please take all my salary and savings.. But please.let me and Atlaraka off this place!" My entire income. Without a cent was used to make up for it. "Excuse me!"

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"This is Jae's room, and the bathroom is inside," After a long time circling around looking for a new place to live for the guy, I decided to take him to stay home.

Ryn agreed even half-heartedly. "Just don't do anything!" Threatened fierce. Shit, over time he can look more and more like Jae-like a young papa with many children.

Atlaraka just smiled faintly, the white-haired guy even looks fun to bribe his hearing no matter.  Sometimes he glances at me. " What food is this?"

He really does not like to be regulated. Ryn snorted, the guy left the diner.

"Sister-in-law!" Damn, I wish that was delusional. Atlaraka grinned, his club pupils glowing with sincerity. "Thank you very much,"

Ryn tergugu's. Asymmetrical smiles are formed sucks. He turned slowly. "Silver sister-in-law,"

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The new look of Atlaraka. The guy wears a hoodie and white training pants. His contrasting white hair always seemed disheveled despite being tidied up repeatedly.

"Why?" She looked cynically as soon as I laughed with a look of disdain. "I know it's a little weird, but you don't have to talk like that, dong,"

That guy looks normal. It's not like he was the one I saw first, and now I feel stupid being played with by time. I'm happy at the end that he's back by my side.

"Maybe I won't be staying in this place for long, I'm planning on building a house somewhere,"

"Home?" I frowned, "that time will stay and tower.  You know, you're like the story of Rapunzel in a fairy tale!"

"Oi oi, don't remind me of such things, "Atlaraka laughed bitterly. " If there is, it means you're his stepmother,"

"I'm prince! You still want to dodge, white-hair princess?" Delightful. "Basically abstract!"

The grey-eyed guy nodded faintly. "Why not? aren't you always avoiding your own feelings, too, Kanra? You always avoid that you like me,"

The deg!

"A-a," stuttering. Must be because of the lantern.. I smiled with a straight look at her warmly.  His sometimes faded gray pupils collided. Sincerity, warmth, and affection all radiated there. The eyes of a murderer.

"Why are you silent? Still trying to evade, hmm?"

No. gabe. This guy really likes to test me. "I'm suk-"

"I'm I'm more than just like." The guy cut in, carving a subtle smile on his lips. The fingers touched me, brushing the unraveled black hair. There are red roses there. I froze when Atlaraka put it between my black hair. The flower.

"Sweetie," she turned around without looking again.

And I.. What kind of warm feeling is this? I don't get it.

Tbc. 😊