Kitchen Duty {open}

[Aione Higurashi]

Just like that, Innerai let out a low snarl. It was completly unlike her, even when it came to the temper she had, and it made the Ai inside her jump in shock. She was sick of this. Sori was lying, he was being his stubborn self, but now he was growling at her? Did he remember who he was talking to? Tis was his sweet-yet-sardonic little sister. The one who always told him the truth, the one who always picked him back up...and the one he never, ever had gotten angry at before. Until now.

"What's the matter with me? What the hell is the matter with you?!" The was-innocent redhead hissed, getting darngerously close to Sori. "What is so ficken bad you can't even tell your own twin what happened?!!" Were it anyone else, Innerai'd consider a physical threat, but height wise she was beat. And it was Sori, who she'd never once though to fight with.

But how far would she go to get the truth out of him...?

[Sori Higurashi]

Sori stepped away from Aione. Not out of anger but from complete suprise. Shock spilled coldly down his face and chilled his heart. For a moment he was speechless. He felt as though he weren't even talking to Aione anymore. Sori's face crumpled at that thought. Had he lost Aione? Had she grown a new tough skin and been filled with anger while he was absent? If she had it would be Sori's fault. Anything that happened to Aione while he was away fell on him. He should've been there.

"Aione. I... " His words struggled to make it out of his closing throat, "What are... you doing?" Sori's eyebrows came together. Where was his Aione? Where were the sparkling eyes and the sweet disposotion.