Their ride home was eeriely quiet.
Kōki didn't talk the whole time. it's not like she doesn't want to, but her throat closes at every attempt, and mother isn't with her for her to talk to, having more paperworks to take care of in the hospital with the police, so she simply gave up.
It was so late when they got home, or rather, early. It's most likely already morning then, but while her lids are heavy and tired, the tall captain's eyes are painfully dry and wide open. Her head droops as she got out of the car, their parking lot ominously dark.
She, again, doesn't speak at all as she wandered into the hallway, up the stairs and down another corridor, before she arrives at her room. Her each steps programmed and and robotic, like a ghost going through movements. Stopping before the dark brown door of her room, Kōki turned the knob, and let it swing open.
Her room was dark. Illuminated by the small lights on her own balcony facing the garden. The blankets are folded and tidied up already, posters hang from the walls featuring various male idols, several sets of medal and cups gleam in the dim environment. Some small handicrafts sits on the shelves, unorganized but familiar. Her schoolbag hand from the wall, books previously all over her table from a study session now stacked and placed nearly by her shelves. She stared blankly into her bedroom, the familiar sight suddenly confusing. It used to be a relief, a comfort, but now knowing just how empty the room down the hall is... It feels so empty.
Kōki feels empty.
It's like there's something missing from her chest. It feels like something is just horribly wrong and it's just gone and it feels like- it feels like-
It feels like it's not going to come back.
A small, audible hitched breath left her, the small sound barely heard by even herself.
She doesn't want to go in.
Kōki pulls the door close, and looks down the hall. Akemi's light-coloured door is just slightly ajar, dark but somehow tempting. And without realizing it, she's now down that hall and hand reached out to the handle, pushing it open.
The door slides open with a slight, familiar creak. She'd always hear it when Akemi comes home. The balcony faces the ocean, where she can just barely catch a glimpse of their beach. Her sister's room looks like something you'd expect to see in those Pinterest interior pins, though a little messier. Her bed is mostly untouched, which is expected since she rarely sleeps.
The tables takes up the most spaces, with tablets and drawing boards all over it. She can see the cohangpencils and sketches all over the empty spaces. Many shelves hang from or line the walls, decorated by small pots of plants which Kōki knows she doesn't water, she still remember the time her sister tried to plant anything other than a cactus, it died within days. Posters are rolled up and stored in a small cabinet under her sister's bed, which Kōki can see is mostly just the anime Akemi obsess over.
Merrrrow.
Oh.
Oh, right.
Kōki looks down, a large furry something rubs against her leg, gently nuzzling her snins and ankles. Smudge sniffs her pant legs, then curls around it with a flick of her tail.
"Smudge." Kōki feels her voice crack as she bends down to pet it. The large cat nudges her, and Kōki stumbles a little.
"Wha-" the cat nugmdges her again, towards her sister's bed. Following the feline's wish, Kōki walks over to the furniture, hand gently laying on the covers without meaning to. Akemi's bed feels softer than hers, somehow, fluffier. Too bad she doesn't sleep.
The cat jumps onto the covers. Circling several times before laying down, rolling over and purring, demanding to be pat. Kōki Huff's gently, cats are just demanding, really. It's why she like dogs better, but she can see the appeal.
Kōki reaches out and scratched the underside of Smudge's chin, the cat melts and nuzzles her fingers, chasing them as she retracted the digits, so tiling her head Kōki gently began massaging the cat's ears, which flicked as he purred.
Before long, Kōki finds herself laying on Akemi's bed, mindlessly scratching Smudge's ears and neck as the feline laid over her, purring like a car engine and Doge, who have joined them later out of jealousy, now happily nuzzling near her neck.
Kōki finds out, that one can never stay awake like this.
Current Poll Results~ (from both the poll and the reviews)
Akemi's paring:
Todoroki Shouto: 23
Midoriya Izuku: 7
Ueno Hibiki: 7
Bakugou Katsuki: 4
Iida Tenya: 3
Iida Tensei: 1
Kaminari Denki: 1
Seiba Hiroi: 0
Others (Please state in review!)
Hibiki's pairing:
Shinsou Hitoshi: 8
Kimura Akemi: 7
Iida Tenya: 4
Midoriya Izuku: 0
Seiba Hiroi: 0
Todoroki Shouto: 0
Others (Please state in review!)
Sooooo yea.
We're going to be leaving Kamino alone for a while, but You'll see the whole thing again soon! Akemi can be pretty badass.
Onto the comment(s)!
To darkpaladin89: yea, RIP Tenko kun. A protective sister (not to mention Akemi) is not something to mess with. *Nervous laughing because I know something*
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