Sinikka sat on the bed with her knees tucked into her chest and arms hugging around them. Since coming back to the bar, she hasn't said a word to anyone. Not even Tatara, who she would tell anything to. He seemed worried when he saw her walk up the stairs with a downcast look upon her usual cheerful face. She has been sitting alone in the room for several hours already and she just then noticed the sun coming down the horizon from the window on the side that faced west. Looking down at her hands, she lights her aura for a second and watched the blue flames dance around her hands and fingers before she made a fist, ceasing the fire on them. Remembering the bully she burned at school, Sinikka couldn't talk herself out of feeling the sickening feeling of regret.
I promise,
She said to herself.
I will never use my fire again.
~*~ Lite A Flame ~*~
Mikoto sat in his usual spot in the bar of HOMRA with Tatara sitting on a bar stool, watching Kusanagi polish the wine glasses skillfully. None of them said a word as music from Tatara's new jukebox played some old slow mixes. But the silence doesn't last when the front door opens and walks through is Yata with his friend Fushimi.
"Hey, we heard that Sinikka got expelled." Yata says as he walks up to the bar and leans against it looking back at their king.
"Yeah. That must be rough on the girl." Fushimi says with furrowed brows.
"Hey, at least she's safe." Izumo says to the boys as he put away the glass he was currently polishing.
Mikoto doesn't say anything as he just stood up from the sofa and walks out of the room and up the stairs to his room. Everyone's eyes followed the redheads back until it disappeared to above before it stayed silent in the room for a moment, until Tatara starts up a conversation. The King walks down the hall till he made a turn to enter his room. Opening the door, he looks around to see if he could find his niece anywhere, but no luck. Sighing to himself, he shut the door behind him quietly before walking into his room to see it empty of the fire bearer also. Raising an eyebrow he looks towards the fire escape window and sees it halfway open with the fire escape ladder down. Opening the window and stepping out on the surface, he climbed up the steps of the ladder before making it to the roof. Looking around it's perimeter, he spots the little blue haired girl sitting on the end on the roof with legs dangling and looking out to the sunset.
Walking over to her, Mikoto sat down next to Sinikka and watched the sunset with her in silence before he finally spoke to her.
"I'm just happy that you didn't hurt yourself."
Sinikka looks up at her father and stares at him with a blank expression.
"And you didn't do something so chaotic that they would have taken you away from me." Mikoto looks down and meets her crimson orbs.
"I promised myself," Sinikka begins as she looks back at the sunsets colors in the sky. "That I wouldn't use my fire again. I don't want it to leave again."
Mikoto sighs. "You do know what happens when you don't let your fire play around at times?" Sinikka looks up again in curiosity. "Your fire will have a worse impact than what happened at school today. Your fire will kill someone."
Sinikka lets out a little gasp as she heard her father's words before looking down at her feet that dangled over the edge.
"But, it's your choice." He tells her before standing up and walking away to go back to his room. Sinikka doesn't say anything else as she watched the sun disappear below the horizon with it's colors still painting the fading sky.
But I promised.
~*~ 1 Year Later ~*~
"It is quite relaxing." The albino haired girl says to the azure haired girl next to her as they watched the sunset from the roof.
"Yeah it is." She answers with a quiet voice.
"Has your fire played yet?" Anna asks Sinikka as she looks to the side with a blank expression. The shifter just slowly shook her head from side to side without ungluing her eyes from sky.
Anna stared at her child friend for a minute before looking back at the sky.
So far, Sinikka's fire hasn't gone out of control like it would with a normal person. She hasn't lit her aura for a whole year since she promised herself that she wouldn't hurt anyone with the fire again. Her schooling became lessons at the bar from the high schoolers who were in the clan. They helped her with many different subjects that she shouldn't see until she would be in middle or high school. Her intelligence level increased by the weeks and so did Mikoto's. Over the year, Kusanagi and Mikoto have been asking Munakata about this "Shifter" that his daughter might be. When hearing about the strike she is holding on herself, Reisi is beginning to wonder if it has to do anything with her second color.
"Because her type is so unknown, I don't know what to tell you but my theories." He would repeatedly tell them after a visit.
They were even informed that the Gold King himself has never met or known a shifter.
"So we might never know anything about this girl." Mikoto says to his friend as he sat at the bar with a cig between his lips.
"Now let's not think negatively about this. Anna will probably find something out about her sooner or later and then everything will be back to normal." Mikoto frowns at the word 'normal' when he hears his friend say it.
"Nothing has been normal since she was expelled and we found out that she isn't just a little eight year old kid." As Mikoto was about to stand from his seat, Anna walks into the bar and climbs onto the stool next to the King.
"Learn anything today Anna?" Izumo asks while handing her a glass of bright red juice.
"Her red hasn't gotten out to play because the blue is playing with it inside of her." Is what she says before sticking the straw between her lips and keeping it there.
"Hm. Her blue flame must symbolize as something." The blond says as he leans on the counter.
"What balances out our out-of-control temper?" Mikoto asks sarcastically.
"A laid-back tolerance temper?"
"You could be right for all I care."
Mikoto stood up from the stool and walked up the stairs to his room. Shutting the door behind him, he walks into his bedroom to find the little figure of his niece under the covers. Smiling to himself, he quickly changed into pajamas and crawls onto his side of the bed before going under the covers and holding his niece close to his chest.
"Daddy," He looks down and sees Sinikka half asleep as she calls his name. "I love you."
Mikoto smiles as he warms up inside from her words. "I love you too baby girl." Giving her a kiss on the forehead, he strokes her thigh length hair and felt her fall asleep once more before he completely shut his eyes.
When do I tell her the truth?
