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"Brother, seriously, how could you? You and Del were away for so long! And you're the most sensible among us three!"
Irus' face was flustered. He wasn't used to being reprimanded by his sisters. "Okay, I'm sorry..."
"You'd better be!"
"Okay, okay, sure, jeez, no need to be so uptight about it." He mumbled.
"You had us all worried, you know. Inconsiderate git." Iria threw a snowball at him. They were standing out in the snow fort that the village children always played in.
"And the teacher was wondering where you were and we had to fake an excuse for you."
Blue sent his children to the village school to be taught by the mortals.
"Your cover story is that you were sick."
"What, for a year?"
"Something like that."
"We said you were sent to some fancy pansy hospital."
"And was treated for the semi-terminal illness."
"Something like cancer."
Irus shook his head. "You mean the teacher actually believed that?"
"Of course."
"We're so innocent."
"No one suspects us of anything."
"Because we didn't do anything."
"Which gives us the freedom to do what we want."
Iria and Iris behaved more like twins than Irus and Iris, adding on to each other's sentences, completing them, even their behaviour. Both were wickedly mischievious and acted innocently most of the time. The odd thing was that everyone seemed to believe them.
"Iris, how's dad doing?"
"Oh, he's just blue."
"Seriously?"
"Nope. He's fine."
"Okay."
"By the way, I think Linea's got a crush on you that's intensified with your disappearance."
"Yeah, she's been asking for daily updates on how your 'illness' was."
"I can't believe she didn't get over you in one year."
"She kept wanting to visit you."
"But we told her it was contagious."
"Stop talking so quickly! I can't keep up! It's been so long since I've talked to you two." Iris interrupted before they could continue. "Linea? You kid me not?"
Both of them groaned and said simultaneously, "Drop the accent, bro."
"But are you serious? Linea? She.. uh.. I never knew she liked me!"
"Yes. She did and she still does. Apparently she started liking you even more after you left."
"I think she wish she made her intentions clear before you got sick."
"Sick with a terminal disease."
"Sick in the brain."
Irus continued smoothening the snow fort's edges. He lifted a gloved hand to taste some of the pristine frost.
"Irus! That's disgusting!" Iris exclaimed, smacking his hand down. She then took some of the snow and proceeded to eat it too.
"Hey! That's unfair! You're really annoying, sister! I can't believe I returned home for this sort of treatment."
She surprised him by hugging him and Iria joined them.
"We missed you, vakhi." Iris said, using the term for brother. "I missed you."
"I missed you too, vakha."
Iria, being the younger child, said nothing and just buried her head in his jacket.
"First you two try to irritate me, now you're all lovey-dovey. I'll never understand women." Despite his words, he knew how they felt. He felt the same way too. He broke the hug first.
"Come, we're gonna be late for school."
"Vakhi, you've already not attended for almost a year. What does a few minutes matter?"
"What about you two then? Let's just go." He pushed them on.

"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, Irus, you're back!"
"Gah! Linea, back off, I can't breathe!" He scrambled back against his chair, his sisters smirking at the side.
"Told you, vakhi." Iris whispered into his ear.
"Irus! It's been so long!"
"Uh, yeah, it has."
"That's all you have to say?" Linea hit him lightly, indignant.
"Mmf. Yes. What do you want me to say?"
Linea sighed contentedly and murmured to herself, "Even more handsome than I remembered."
Irus heard her statement and blanched to himself. Wind was their godmother and the three siblings always heard what others said.
"Hey, Lin, teacher's here." Iris quickly intervened before Irus got even more flustered and said something he shouldn't.
"Alright." Linea walked back to her seat and looked at him dreamily.
Irus shuddered and looked forward at the whiteboard, determined to avoid eye contact.
"Vakhi, don't you think she always was somewhat of a bimbo?"
"You're closer to her, you should know."
"Ah, but vakhi, you're the one she's crushing on." Iris took off her blue sweater and laid it onto her desk and lay her head onto it.
"Vakha, has anyone ever told you that you look really pretty?"
"Thank you, but are you practising on me before you start the compliments on her?"
"I never! I was just complimenting you, is there something wrong with that?" He mimicked her actions and lay onto the table as well, their heads touching one another.
"Irus? Welcome back to class, Irus. It's been almost a year, hasn't it?" The teacher smiled.
"Yes, sir."
"I hope you're feeling better."
"Yes, sir, the illness has been treated."
"That's good. Now, class, today I will be teaching....."

They were walking back home, to the House of Del.
"-so then Mariko also comes along and kills the last guy. Then Aunt Death appeared and scolded them."
"No wonder Arrt didn't look all that happy."
"He never is, vakhi. And I would expect nothing more from him."
"You don't like him, do you."
"I definitely dislike him."
"I can tell."
"Oh, look, your crush is coming over."
"Why's does she like me?" Irus exclaimed, exasperated as Iris and Iria waved. Bound by social ethics, he waved back too.
"Didn't anyone tell you that you're as dashing and handsome as I am pretty? We share the same immortal genes, brother. It's a pity we're only half-immortal. If only dad had chosen-"
"Don't you badmouth mother! She may have been only mortal, but she was our mother and I won't let you tarnish her memory!"
"Hey, relax, I was just kidding."
"Don't kid about this, okay?"
"Alright, alright. Look, here she is."
"Hi! Irus, you've recovered from your sickness?" Linea said cheerily.
"Yes." Otherwise what would I be doing here, he added silently.
"Good, good. What were you down with anyway?"
"He had a severe, reemergent form of meningitis." Iris said quickly.
"Oh."
"Yes, his brain lining was inflammed."
Irus kept quiet, content to let Iris talk. Linea nudged him.
"Why're you so quiet? You were much more talkative before."
He shrugged. "I talk less now."
"Come on, you were so lively then!"
"Then is then. Now is distinctly different."
"Your wit's coming back!" Linea smiled in what she apparently thought was a flirtatious manner. Irus, however, didn't know what in the world she was doing.
"I suppose so, yes."
"Why so gloomy?"
Because my dad, who is one of the Colour Personas, is so gonna kill me for not being home in nine months, he thought. But he shrugged once more and said, "Just worried. I have nine months worth of work to catch up on."
"Oh, don't you worry, it was mostly revision."
"Good to know." He tilted his head down and quickened his pace. "Vakha, I think we'd better get back quick."
"Yeah. I've got some stuff to clear before dad gets back."
They had reached the other end of the village.
"Well, I guess goodbye, Linea. It was good to see you again."
"You too, Irus!" She blew him a kiss and ran back down the slope.
"Ugh."
"Your single syllable says it all, vakhi."
"Brother?"
"Yes, Iria?"
"How're you going to explain to dad?"
"Um. Yes. About that..."
"Yes?"
"I have absolutely no idea."
"Oh. You're dead."
"I would tell you not to be disrespectful, little sister, but yes, you're right. I'm dead."