Preparation days were over, and thoroughly today was Saturday, which meant the departure day to leave for Mireille, Kirika and Doctor Naomi. The three of them left early in the morning to the airport due to reach the first flight to Japan. Neither Mireille nor Kirika knew the reason why they were brought into such hurry to go to Japan, tough none of them willing to ask the person responsible for it, Dr. Naomi. Since that was the case, Mireille let herself thought that the female vet was an extraordinary morning person. The plane they would be taking on was ready as soon as they arrived at the airport. Bringing the little luggage with them, Mireille, Kirika and Dr. Naomi got into the plane right away. Sat in the edge of the chair, as the one closest to the window was Mireille. Next to the blonde, now sitting mutely like a statue was the Japanese girl, while right after her was the oldest girl from the three, Doctor Naomi. As the day was pretty early, none of them had gained the spirit to show their enthusiasm or rather, talked. The time when the plane took off, silence spread all over the flying machine's cabin as most passengers fall asleep, and few others talking politely, while many children from the back, full of spirit as they would always be, chattering loudly in their own language, some of whom the sound of laughter were disturbing enough to make anyone glanced in annoyance at least two times at them. Mireille, being stuck in the corner of the seat, could not help but let her gaze fall at the blurry white scenery out of the window. As the blonde was not one to be practically amazed and worship nature to begin with, she could not help but felt bored immediately. Glanced to her lovers beside, Mireille smiled when she saw the Japanese girl's adorable face when sleeping. Looked further, she could also see Dr. Naomi's innocent face while sleeping soundly. No matter how many times the blonde tried to sleep, it never worked out for her. Sighing at her lack of sleepiness, Mireille wiggled in her chair softly, trying to make herself comfortable, once again. The next moment, she felt her fingers were hold by a small, white cold hand. Mireille looked on her right just to see Kirika's eyes opened up, slowly looking back at her. "Can't sleep..?" the brunette whispered softly. Mireille smiled and placed her other hand above Kirika's, covering the brunette from the cool. "Uh huh.. Why did you wake up..?" "..No reason.." "Are you sure..? Aren't you cold..?" Mireille asked softly, as she was aware that her lovers' hand felt like spreading icy heat from an ice cube. "No.." Kirika muttered. "I'm just thinking... to use your shoulder.." the Japanese girl whispered timidly. Mireille chuckled. "You don't have to wake up for it, Kirika. Don't you usually ask more than my shoulder..?" the blonde asked in a naughty tone. Kirika blushed madly and said nothing in return. Smiling, Mireille placed her hand on the Japanese girl's head and leaned it over to her shoulder. "Now rest." With Kirika sleeping peacefully on her shoulder, and their hands clutched together tightly, the blonde slowly felt like able to sleep. Unfortunately, her mind refused and wandered to the source reason why she felt restless, even now, in the early of the morning. Slowly but clearly, her memory once again revealed and reflected every detail on her last conversation two days ago, with Chloe. ------------------------------------- "Why did you say it like that..?" Mireille asked, confused. "There's hardly anything you know. Don't you realize?" the purple haired announced calmly. "Stop playing secret with me already! Can you?!" Mireille shouted, pretty annoyed. "..Right." Chloe finally muttered. "So, what is with this dangerous trip..?" asked the blonde, impatient. "There will be someone threatening your life..and Kirika." "That is usual." Mireille stated. "We are assassins." "Soldats." Hearing the name, Mireille's eyes widen. "What does it have to do with Soldats?" she asked sharply. "..They want your life." "And you're saying that they gonna do it the day we go to Japan..?" ".. something like that." "Well.. The one that made me even more curious is.." Mireille paused. "Why, you're telling me this?" she emphasized the word 'you', and looked directly at the purple haired girl's eyes. "I will always protect Kirika." A brief silence stretched between them. Chloe's sentence simply did not straightly answer the question. "..You haven't told me something important. Is that right..?" asked Mireille. "What is it you've been very enigmatic about? Enough with your hint act and words! I understand none of it." "..That's true. I should have told you sooner." Chloe suddenly muttered softly, her voice pretty convincing that she felt like apologizing. "But.." her voice became cold again. Mireille gave her a look of questioning, mixed with a little anger. "You won't believe me." whispered Chloe, sighing. "Try me." Looked up to Mireille, Chloe focused her eyes on the blonde's big orbs. "First, one thing you must completely understand is that I'm doing this for Kirika. No one else." Being pulled in a heavy silence once again, Mireille decided to give a small nod for answer. "Since you and Kirika left the Manor. There were conflicts everywhere, especially among Soldats." Mireille smiled slightly. It was true that since Kirika and her got over with the incident in the Manor, they decided to be free and worked once again as a normal assassins. They had showed Soldats the strong bond between them, and proved who the one that lose. Occasionally, they did get sudden attacks out of nowhere from Soldats, that for sure, but still, the two of them managed to survive. Chloe continued. "They lost their precious hope, Kirika, and refused to give it up to you. Still until now. Don't you feel weird to not having someone attacking your back..?" Mireille felt stupid for slightly shook her head. "I guess not. Secretly, Soldats turned out a plan to kill you. They—" "Wait." Mireille cut. "Won't you be involved in that plan..?" "I will not do such thing. It will make Kirika sad.." Chloe's voice seemed like she was fall into her own world. The blonde decided to shut her mouth and waited. "Rather, I'm telling you what they may do." the purple haired girl's voice told that she was back to the reality world. "Doesn't it make you.. a traitor? You're Altena's.. child." said Mireille, a bit cautious with her word. "I'm doing this for Kirika, I told you before." Chloe replied coldly, and continued afterwards. "I myself don't know for sure what they will do exactly. But I do know that they will do it during your trip. And I warned you, don't underestimate their effort this time." "Is their target.. only me..?" "So far I know, yes." "Why..?" the blonde asked in a complete mystify. "I don't know. Kirika is more precious than you, you know." Ignoring all annoying words from Chloe, Mireille decided to just end this silly conversation and said calmly, "Okay. Thanks for your cooperation." "Actually.. There's one more thing." "..What?" ----------------------------- "Mireille.. Mireille." someone's voice and the shaking on her own shoulder woke the blonde's up. She did not realize that she was in fact had fell asleep, like everybody else did. Mireille opened her eyes, and saw Kirika was smiling to her. "Sorry to wake you up. But you must eat." the Japanese girl whispered softly. "It's already late for lunch." "Oh.. Okay." the blonde mumbled, looking at the lunch pack in front of her, which definitely was not appealing. Sighing, Mireille took her spoon lazily. "Bad dream..??" the brunette's voice echoed in the blonde's ears. "..Hmm." Either the mood or the food itself that was not right at the moment, Mireille thought the food did not feel a slightest bit tasty. She managed to eat almost all of it, though. Felt stiff on the leg, Mireille decided to relax her feet and walk around a bit. Even with the stiffness she felt almost all over her leg, her frustrated inner mind refused to leave unnoticeable by the blonde. "I'll wander around. Do you want to come?" the blonde asked her lovers. "Sure." "Mind if we go for some minutes, Doctor..?" Mireille looked at Dr. Naomi, who still eating her meal. "No. Go ahead." the female vet said, smiling. Curing stiff legs would not be a difficult matter, as the plane they were on in was huge enough. Despite cafés, lounges, bars, shops, and more else, there was still more other facility to see, or rather to walk to, in the plane. But killing the devastating feeling she was feeling would be a different matter. Walking passed the seats, Mireille could see everyone was already lively. It was not that noises were everywhere, but at least, there were not that many people who slept like a rock, except children. As their destination was Japan, there were a lot of passengers looked like an Asian from their black hair, black brown skin, or rather, shinny skin. "There are pretty much Asian people, eh.." said Mireille. "Yeah.." The two of them walked slowly, and stopped at one of the café inside the plane. As Mireille threw herself at one of its chair, Kirika followed and did the same, placing herself right beside the blonde. "How do you feel..?" the blonde asked. "Going back to your hometown?" "Hmm.. So so." Mireille smiled and looked at the Japanese girl's brown orbs seriously. "Actually, Kirika. There's something I want to talk to you." The brunette replied the gaze she was given softly. "What is it, Mireille?" "Well.. Once when you were working, Chloe came to the apartment. She told me that on this trip to Japan.. there will be enemies. Soldats." the Corsican girl tried to keep her voice as calm as she could. Kirika replied nothing and kept impassive. "She said not to underestimate them." The Japanese girl nodded slowly. "Is it possible even in the plane..?" "..Yes." "That means.. Doctor Naomi is.. in danger, right?" Kirika suddenly strengthen her gaze and asked in a tone that reflected a bit anger. "Why don't you tell me sooner, Mireille..? Maybe.. We could just delay this plan. We cannot bring anyone to our problems. We must g—" "..Wait." answered the blonde weakly. She had already known and also, feared that the brunette would be mad at her. "I'm sorry. It's just.." the blonde stopped talking, not knowing what to say. What should I tell her..?? "..What is it, Mireille..?" Kirika asked, her tone showed clear impatient. The brunette was already standing, ready to run at her seat. "..Are you.. mad?" the blonde asked in a low voice. Realizing that she had caused Mireille fear from the way the blonde talked to her, Kirika suddenly felt regret. "No, Mireille. I'm just.. upset." she said softly, her eyes slowly softened from the way she looked at her lovers before. "You better.. promise me not to go on at something without telling me first." The blonde heaved a sigh of relief. "I won't, I promise. There is reason why I did it, Kirika. And, you can relax. Dr. Naomi won't be.. in danger." ---------------------------- "Okay. Thanks for your cooperation." "Actually.. There's one more thing." "What?" "...You got to be extremely careful.." Chloe stopped talking for a second. "There is a saying that said, 'Your enemy may be right in front of your eyes'.." "Chloe. Please stop talking way over longer the topic. Just tell me." "...Well.." Tough it was definitely rare and at the same time weird, to see and hear Chloe mumbled, Mireille decided to care not about it. "What?!" Mireille asked, totally curious now. "Soldats member.." Mireille raised her eyebrows and stared at the purple haired girl, motioning her to quicken. "..that Naomi is one of them." What?! As if it was the first time to even hear some words, Mireille's mind went blank. Had the purple haired girl told her sooner when she herself doubted the female vet, she would trust her right away. But now, being a kind, generous woman, an understandable mother, Mireille no longer felt that kind of impression for Doctor Naomi. Long silence hung between them, as Mireille stared at Chloe in complete disbelief, while the latter's expression was generally.. cold. Did not know who to trust anymore, the blonde sank in great confusion of her self-thought. "That's.. nonsense." Mireille finally let out some words out of her lips. "Doctor Naomi?" Chloe sighed. "I should have kill her at that time.." "What time?" Mireille snapped abruptly. "..The time before I returned that fat cat." "You are.. crazy. If she is really Soldats, then she must be your companion, isn't she?" "I told you, everything for Kirika." Chloe said coldly, bored. Once again Mireille felt the urge to grab the purple haired kid and swung her around like a lasso, then let it go from the highest floor of her apartment. Chloe sure had regained her mean and cold attitude, after releasing the information she kept long to Mireille. "Wait a minute.. be a Soldats member doesn't mean that she is bad.." muttered the blonde. "Right..?" "..You can judge yourself. From my point, she sure is the key point to annihilate you." "What advantage does she have to disguise as Kirika's mother, if that's true..?" "I don't know. But one thing, she succeeded to make you trust her enough." "Huh? Then why are you telling me this just now..? Not when we—" Mireille's word was stuck as she saw Chloe was glaring at her. "I risk my life just to tell you that. Now." "..Oh." mumbled the blonde, regretting her stupid words. She must be careless to forget that Chloe was Altena's dearest child. "..sorry and.. thanks." "It's your own business, your safety. All I have to do is take care of Kirika. I hope you do the best." Chloe stood up. "That's all, now—" "Wait! Doctor Naomi has all photos of Kirika's childhood, birth certificate, and others! I saw it myself..!" "It is all.. fake." Chloe stated. "How?!" the blonde asked loudly, felt left behind. "..Technology." "Her face!" Mireille almost exclaimed in frustration. "What could you say? She..—" the light of dubious from blonde's eyes slowly faded. She kind of expected the answer. "Surgery. What else?" ".. The old family.. history..?" Mireille asked slowly, not really wanted to know the answer. "It's all fake. I told you. She made it all up." Mireille was left wordless. Her instinct suddenly told her that there was high possibility that the female vet was not Kirika's mother. But, looking back at Chloe's background as Altena's favourite daughter, and her own dislike at the purple haired girl.. she doubted it, just a little, though. From the situation, Chloe got the point which made it unbelievably likely to be true. But, another possibility was if all the arrogant kid was also a lie, and she planned something. Which one was it..? I don't know what to say.. nor to do.. Whom should I believe in..? Fortunately this is me.. what if Kirika is the one hearing it..? And, where will Kirika be brought to, if the old family is nothing but fake..? -------------------------- A few minute her mind's traveling through the conversation she had with Chloe made Mireille's brain boiling. So many questions unanswered. The blonde did not let her wandering thought took the best of her this time, as she was now facing her lovers, who still did not know anything. "Kirika.. Do you trust Chloe?" The latter nodded slowly for the reply and slowly took a sit beside the blonde. "What about.. Doctor Naomi? You trust her..?" "..Yes. Why?" She trusts almost everybody nice to her, for crying out loud..! "You know.. the saying that your enemy may be right in front of you..?" Mireille aware that she copied Chloe's way of explaining, but for now she cared not about it, as it seemed to be the best solution for this thing she must tell, after all. "Yes." "That means Soldats are everywhere, right?" ".. True." "What if.. we are now trapped in Soldats' plan..?" Partly my fault, it is.. I don't understand how I still agree to join this trip, after hearing all that.. "..What do you mean, Mireille..?" The blonde hesitated. "What if.. Just if.. A possibility.. high possibility.. no. not really high. It's—" Mireille's hand started to shake a little, her heart pounded very hard, her feet and palms felt cold, her skin felt sweaty. Almost all her organs betrayed her to look calm in front the Japanese girl. "Mireille? Are you okay..?" the brunette asked, confused. "I'm okay." the blonde answered quickly. "Kirika. What if.. I'm telling you that.." she paused and gulped. "that.. Chloe said, Doctor Naomi is Soldats..?" Finally letting out what troubling her mind, the blonde felt a little more relax, but at the same time nervous to face what would happen afterwards. To Mireille's surprise, Kirika still wore her usual calm expression, not looked like surprise at all, despite her widen eyes. Minutes passed, and Kirika had replied nothing to the blonde. Seeing that her lovers' eyes reflected deep confusion and sadness, Mireille took one of her lovers hand and gently squeezed it. "Kirika..? You okay..?" Yet still not a word came out from the Japanese girl. Mireille caressed the brunette's cheek. "It's just.. what Chloe said. I'm not too sure about it, too." encouraged the blonde softly. "..Kirika.." Still no answer, but the blonde could see her lover's eyes became a bit teary. ..Don't tell me she already knows about it.. "Kirika.. Do you.. already know..?" "..No." the brunette finally whispered weakly, clearly in the verge of tears. Knowing that her lovers was pretty close to cry, Mireille hugged the brunette right in time before the Japanese girls shaking shoulder broke into pieces of fallen tears. "Kirika.." Mireille gently stroked the brunette's brown hair. "You.. believe it, don't you..?" A few minutes of soft sobbing, the brunette managed to say a simple, "..Yes." "..It must... hurts.." mumbled the blonde. "..Very." Kirika sobbed and continued. "I.. don't know why.." the Japanese girl once again cried a little louder. "Shh.. Calm, Kirika.." "The moment.. you told me.. I knew it.." the brunette whispered in the middle of her cry. Admitted Kirika's innate sixth sense, Mireille could not help but felt like more and more trusting that Doctor Naomi was not the Japanese girl's mother. Tough she did not expect the brunette to just believe it right away. Could it be.. that she already feels something about it..? Mireille was about to ask her lovers about what she really felt to Dr. Naomi as mother before, but was delayed by Kirika's whisper. "..Maybe.. I really shouldn't have or hope for parents.. Even for a single mother." Kirika's pronunciation of the word 'mother' was very desperate, it made Mireille felt regret to ever tell her. Sank into deep agony and sadness, the two of them fall and snuggled into each other embrace, not realizing how time had passed. "Don't say that, Kirika.." And how there was already someone watching them from the beginning.
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