Awashima looked into the room. It was a normal room, with a small bed and nightstand. A shelf covered in small toys and dolls sat at the right of the room. A drawer with 3 slots was opposite of it. It looked like a relatively small and normal bedroom. But, there was a small chair that looked like a miniature throne, sitting in the corner of the room, with a pale doll in it. The "doll" was sleeping. Awashima saw that it had bags under its eyes, thinking that it should be sleeping.
At first, she thought it was Anna, and she walked towards it to inspect it. The small "doll" then opened its eyes with a whimper. She was so sure it was a doll, but it turned out to be a human. It must have been one of the foster children, Awashima thought.
"K-Kushina?" Awashima whispered, witnessing the red eyes that looked just like Miss Kushina's of Homra. The girl was just like Miss Kushina, white hair and everything, except in a dainty and frilly white dress.
"I'm Holly," the girl whispered back, not knowing what or who Kushina was. It made Awashima a bit bothered by how such a small girl who was so petite and fragile was in a home for deficient children. Her skin was completely ivory, and her hair was to match.
"H-Holly? Holly, is it?" Awashima asked, greeting the girl, who straightened her back and looked at Awashima with curiosity. The more Awashima contemplated the girl, the more beautiful the child became. Her unique appearance made Awashima draw closer.
"Yes, Holly Miller," the girl informed.
"What are you doing here?" Awashima asked.
"I am in Ayusawa's room," Awashima looked around once more. Yes, she could see this room belonging to an old lady.
"Well, shouldn't you be in your own room with the other children?"
"I like Ayusawa's room better. What about you? Do you have a room?" Holly tried to sound as innocent as possible, regardless of her actual intelligent nature.
Awashima blinked her eyes in surprise.
"Yes, I do have my own room." She thought of her own dorm at the Scepter4 Mansion. "But, I am on a job right now,"
Then, she thought about asking where Yomi might be. Yomi must have been spotted by the child earlier that day.
"A job?" Holly repeated.
"Affirmative. In fact, do you happen to know where Yomi Ryuuga is?"
From under the bed, Yomi swallowed. It was getting hot underneath the bed of cotton, and she began to sweat from anxiety because of how close she was to the person trying to catch her. She could only move at a measurement of one millimeter per second, so the woman wouldn't notice.
Holly shook her head.
"No," she lied. She was just with her a moment ago. But, the two were foster siblings; they had to stick together. Thus, Holly's little white lie. In response, Awashima twitched her eye. It had seemed as if Yomi left the country, since no one had seen her all day. It was getting annoying, and she was sure the people of Ayusawa home were lying.
"Oh, I see."
It became silent and the two stood in front of each other. After a few seconds, Awashima began to turn away from the room, saying a goodbye after getting tired of the time that was just ticking away, when she could be catching that vigliante menace.
"Wait," Holly called, seeing that Yomi was right about to slide away from under the bed and out the door to freedom, just as Awashima turned around. The older woman turned her head, seeing that the child wanted to converse more.
"What is the matter, child?" Awashima asked, her voice turning cold. Holly knew she wanted to get back to work, but she wanted to stall her so Yomi could have enough time to slide out the door like a snake from its predator.
So, Holly thought of the oddest question to ask that would certainly cause a conversation. Holly held her reluctance back and clenched her fists tightly and slowly, to the limit enough so that Awashima wouldn't see, but so it would be able to help her muster her courage.
"What's your chest size?" Holly asked, no emotion in her voice whatsoever.
It really was an odd question. So odd, it made Awashima almost back into Yomi's body that was army crawling itself to the open door. Yomi rolled on her back so that the woman wouldn't trip on her and cause her cover to be blown.
"W-What? Why does that concern you?" Awashima asked, madly blushing. Holly then decided to go all out.
"Because I want a big chest like you someday, to be pretty," Holly replied. That was it. She couldn't hold it in. The horror and embarrassment and anger was too much for the little girl. A miniscule awkward smile broke out on the girl's face, but Awashima didn't notice, since she was encased in her own embarrassment herself. Yomi paused and blushed herself, knowing that her size was small as well, as she turned back onto her stomach and continued to crawl away as she was doing before the question about breast sizes.
Awashima held her gaze on the child's own chest, which was as flat a board. Her own blushing cheeks went from I'm-a-little-embarrassed red, to complete-humiliation red. What was she doing staring at a young child, who was still or not even close to developing?
It was not all fun and games with a big chest, Awashima thought. Yep, you get ogled at by men, and it's really bad on your back, especially when you're bending down. Maybe that's one reason Awashima took the job at Scepter4 as lieutenant, so she could be respected as a superior or chief, not just as a woman with idealistic breasts. Awashima sighed.
"You know, Holly, you don't need a large chest to be pretty. You should be smart and hardworking if you want to succeed. Besides, you're already beautiful at such a young age," Awashima stopped blushing and realized that this was just nonsensical child nonsense! Of course Holly was just young and didn't know what she was saying! Yes, yes, that was the case! But, no, there was much more to her question. She was just using it to make time for Yomi.
"Ah, I see. Thank you-" Holly paused. She didn't know the woman's name.
"Awashima. Seri Awashima," the woman informed. Holly just nodded, seeing Yomi slide out of the room and onto her two feet.
Anna's marbles began go faster and faster. The two that were in the center of the map began to smash against each other, very forcefully.
"Anna, what's wrong?" Izumo asked, wondering why the girl was almost sweating as she sat concentrating on the two marbles. The girl said nothing. "Anna?" Izumo pressed, watching as the two spheres were colliding almost angrily against each other.
"Anna, I do not like Yomi! That's impossible!" Yata spurted out, throwing his hand across his chest to put emphasis on his point. Again, Anna said nothing. The two round spheres began to hit each other with so much strength, that they began to crack right down the middle.
No one understood why Anna said what she said. What did she mean by Yomi and Scepter4? How were they in trouble? You see, there was a silent uproar in everyone's heads, since what Anna said was usually the truth. In fact, it was the truth.
"Yomi, and Scepter4?" Totsuka asked, looking at Anna with worry.
"Yes," Anna replied, her eyes focused on the map.
The two marbles then began to crack even more.
"Yes..!" Yomi cheered quietly as she stood up on her two feet after that long struggle of sliding on her stomach to get out of the room.
She dusted herself off with a small smile, and began to advance to where she thought Ayusawa and the other blue swordsmen/man where so she could kick their butts for beating on her earlier and save her guardian. But, little did she know, he, the blue swordsman captain, was right behind her. She was so close to being the hero that would save her foster mother, but there she and the blue King were, about to meet each other.
"Ryuuga Yomi. Stop where you are," a loud booming voice called. The tension inside of her rose in her body each movement she took, as she turned her head to face the tall man who had ordered her to be taken into custody in the first place.
"Now, Ryuuga, I believe we have some things to discuss," Reisi said, a smug sufficient smile appearing on his face.
Awashima's mobile rang once again. She picked it up immediately.
"Awashima speaking," she then heard shouting.
"Awashima! Awashima, three of our men are injured out of 6! Please, we need back-up!" it was Andy once again, informing of the damage caused. Three men, injured, from Scepter4? Surely, there was a mistake. How could three men get injured by some amateur gang-
That's right, there was one of Scepter4's rules.
Currently in the situation, there were more than 50 hostages, and the Scepter4 men know not to draw their swords and make a strike when hostages are in danger of being killed by the attacks. After all, all they're after is the gangsters, not the hostages.
"Where is Fushimi?" Awashima asked.
"He is fending most of them off! But we still need help with the hostages!"
"Alright, I will be there with Captain," Awashima said, her voice firm. Three men, injured, possibly from gunshot wounds, seemed so crazy.
The marbles on Anna's map then cracked in two, perfectly in half.
"Yomi. Yomi is in trouble," Anna repeated, "Scepter4 is, too."
Uh oh, Yomi was caught by Reisi! What will Homra do?
Thanks for reading up to this point! And thanks for being patient with my publishing dates! I'm not exactly the best and planning when these chapters should be written and published...
This chapter was incredibly hard to write, but now, the story can take of from here!
And that rule about Scepter4 not attacking when too many hostages are present is just a headcanon, by the way!
Anyway, I don't own K Project, only Yomi and the Ayusawa Home.
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~tsukas
