A/N: Rating will probably go up for later chapters.
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It was not to my surprise when I found myself wandering the streets. It was gone midnight and everything that was not bathed in artificial light was black. I didn't know where I was heading; there probably wasn't any destination at all. That was how it had been for the past thirteen nights. I would endure a restless sleep for an hour or two, then give up and wander around the garden of the dojo I stayed in with Tyson and the rest of the Bladebreakers – only to find myself leave and wander the empty streets of Japan until dawn when I would make my way back.
There was something comforting in the routine I had every night. It was something I could look forward to when there was nothing else after a stressful day. However, it was not as though the team hadn't noticed at all. Tyson was quick to comment on the dark circles starting to form under my eyes – I refused to talk to him for a couple of days after that. Best they know to not mention what doesn't concern them.
I turned a corner into an alley. It was narrow and the further I went it seemed to close in on me. I let out a sigh and leaned back cautiously against the wall. I glanced to both my right and left and when I saw that there was no one approaching I closed my eyes.
After, what could have been, fifteen minutes, I heard someone begin to approach me. I quickly looked up. I could not see their face because their back was against the street light outside the alley, but what I could see was that, the figure was roughly my height and definitely female from the shape of the figure.
She stumbled, rather than walked, towards me and was no more than a few centimetres away from me when she spoke:
'Hi.' She spoke in a drunken slur and I could smell vodka on her breath. I didn't reply. I just watched her as she tried to regain her balance – without success. As she fell over she knocked over a few cardboard boxes that were stacked against the opposite wall and caused a stray cat to hiss and run away to the safety of another alley. She managed to stand up after a minute, but lost balance again, fell forward and held onto my shoulder for support.
I quickly stepped to the side and let her fall with a thud against the wall. She looked up at me – she was now facing the dim glow of the street light so I could just make out what she looked like. She had mousey brown hair, outlining her pale but pretty face. Her mad, wide eyes were slightly sunken but they glittered like sapphires in the dim light.
She laughed.
I was just about to turn and leave before she grabbed my arm and turned me round with a great force. Through small giggles she said: 'Here...twelve thirty...tomorrow night...he wants to see you.' With those words she fell to her knees and was sick. She gasped for air for a moment before collapsing onto the ground laughing. I had seen enough and turned to leave. As I was walking slowly back to the dojo I could still her laughing and those words. I was curious as to know who wanted to see me.
As I pulled the blanket back over my body I was contemplating whether I should go but before I could reach any decision – I was asleep.