| [May. 23rd, 2009|11:03 pm] |
Ryouma didn't. The laughter died in his throat; it hadn't been very funny, anyway. Lies beget lies... If Tsume wasn't interested in him, didn't care about him, then why would she lie about being happy to know he'd hooked up with Kakashi? Why would she care at all?
Not that it mattered, really, compared to the other problem. Relationship soap operas were nothing new. ANBU Intel dragging one of their own agents down to be questioned was. And if she was lying even to Kuromaru about this, what else had happened?
"Kuromaru told me just enough to let me know how much you didn't tell," Ryouma said, shoving his hands in his pockets and leaning against the wall. His back itched; he ignored it.
Tsume's reaction was impossible to ignore. The cringe stiffened into full-body tension, loosened muscles tightening like wires. Her eyes found the door, but Ryouma was in the way.
"Intel," he said. "Interrogation cells." They couldn't have suspected her of anything serious, or she wouldn't have been released. But if it weren't serious, why couldn't she explain even to her partner? What was bad enough to have sent Kuromaru seeking help? "What the hell happened to you? You wouldn't tell Kuromaru, so he came to tell me." |
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