Defy

Chapter 2

Author Notes: Chappy two chappy two~ Hmm how to do this? There's so many directions I can go...And again I want this to be a short series, but god do I love giving people anxiety and cliffhangers.

Woe is me. Also to let people know this story has already been finished so i've decided to upload two chapters a week unless i get too busy or forget. So i hope you enjoy- Let's see what I can do. I do not own Nanbaka.

3rd P.O.V

"Damn it all-just stay in there inmate!" Hajime growled as he threw Jyugo back into his cell. Falling right on his back in front of his three friends. "Ow!" Groaning he sits up, meeting three very amused expressions. "Wow new record. That wasn't even five minutes Jyugo!"

He scoffs, rubbing the metal brace around his neck as Nico teases him. It was such a stupid game, how long it took Hajime to find and drag his sorry ass back into his cell. "Don't get any ideas 15. This is the third time today I've had to drag you in here. Next time you'll get more than a couple lumps."

The heterochromia eyed boy glared right back at the supervisor. Matching his harsh gaze for a moment before looking away, sulking. "Sir! The warden has returned and wished to see you!" Hajime smirks down at Jyugo in smug victory as he nods towards the blue haired Seitarou.

Hajime raised an eyebrow at the pile of manga, menus and magazines neatly stacked in his guard's hands but didn't bother mentioning anything. "Alright. I'm on my way." Before he goes Hajime points back at the cell to the four criminals.

"Don't try any shit while i'm gone or I'll have your heads!" They don't say anything, but their pouting expressions were enough of an answer. They weren't going to try anything, especially with Seitarou playing errand boy.

This time even Jyugo would listen, the boy got a good couple smacks for his last attempt of breaking out. Hajime's stomach was killing him from the stress and he was just about to go on break when he saw the sixteen year old make a beeline for the outside. So to say he was pissed was an understatement.

And now...he had to once again be in her intimidating presence. The warden was a strict, dangerous woman. Able to strike fear into the hearts of many men, Hajime included. "Oh well if it isn't Hajime-Chan~" There in the supervisor waiting room to the warden's quarters was Kiji Mitsuba and Kenshirou Yozakura, the heads of building 3 and 4.

A groan fought it's way out but the scarred man held it in. He was in no mood to deal with his co-workers, in one way or another they were annoying as hell. It makes him almost wish he was back at his building 13.

At least there he can release his pent up frustrations on some stupid prisoners who thought they could be smart asses or do something stupid. If the blasted monkey was here he would truly be miserable.

Out of all his co-workers Samon Goku was the most annoying! But lucky for him the idiot got a nasty cold and would be out for a few days. The small reprieve died shortly as Hajime stared at the door, feeling uneasy.

The entrance to his superior was surrounded by a dark raging aura. He...really really didn't want to go in there, still orders were orders. "I suggest preparing yourself Hajime. The warden looked furious when we saw her earlier." He suppressed another groan, but he couldn't stop the sigh.

"Great." Keeping himself composed he enters the room, coming face to face with a rather...disturbing scene. There. The warden Momoko Hyakushiki was standing, far from her desk, a dark menacing face with glowing eyes full of rage.

A good portion of her face and body was covered in blood of the poor dying Mitsuru Hitokoe. His body contorted painfully on the floor. "Ah good, you're here Hajime. Close the door." Paling the bald headed man does as asked.

Her face was the epitome of calm, as if she didn't just attack and nearly kill one of her subordinates. Grabbing a towel from one of the drawers of her desk the deadly woman cleans her face. Removing the evidence of her brutal attack.

"Now then Hajime I want a report on Prisoner Number 15 and if he has attempted any escapes recently." Standing straight and tall Hajime responds, lying through his teeth. "He has made no such attempts Ma'am!"

There was a knowing smile gracing Momoko's lips, her gaze easily able to see straight through him, or at the very least that was what Hajime believed. When the reality was the fact that the almighty warden actually had a huge crush on him.

Of course she also knew he was lying, but she couldn't stop her heart from beating rapidly in her chest as her beloved guard had his cool, cold gaze on her. "I see." Momoko kept her calm poker face on, it was business time.

She can always fantasize later, when she didn't have terrible news to give. "Keep on guard Hajime. I've heard...nasty rumors. Ones that I feel have some truth to them. If left unchecked it can spell disaster for all the hard work we've done."

His eyes widened slightly at the hidden message, but that was all the reaction he was willing to reveal. "Yes! Ma'am!" She slouched slightly in her seat, fingers floating over the papers littered on her desk.

Glancing down she brings up the second reason for summoning him all this way. "Also...I noticed you placed in a request to sit out your building for the annual New Year's tournament this year." He gulped, tiny beads of sweat forming along his head.

He did this every year, he really didn't want to bother celebrating the festivities. Sure he loved the opportunity of getting a pay bonus and he's even managed to win once or twice(something he loved to remind his fellow supervisors when they got too mouthy) but this year he really hoped she'd accept his request.

There was one specific group that he just knew would love to participate. Cell (un)lucky 13, he imagined the absolute chaos those four would cause during the tournament. And let's not even get started on what utter nonsense they would wish for. They were a crazy lot.

So there he stands, crossing his fingers behind his back in the hopes that she give him the answer he was hoping for. He could get lucky. It happened one year, back when he was still new. And sure he got menacing glares and insulting comments thrown his way from his fellow guards but it happened!

"Request Denied. Building 13 is going to participate this year." It was like a cold wind blasted it's way to the male guard. Cursing in his mind. Hajime had no choice but to obey.

He could only try to win and get that bonus as his competitive streak just wouldn't allow otherwise. "I wish you the best of luck Hajime...you may go." Bowing as low as he could, he gives his farewell. "Have a good evening Warden Hyakushiki."

He walked up until he closed the door behind him, before bolting right back to the warm, comfortable building he was in charge of. Meanwhile Momoko was blushing and squealing in her chair. "Kyaaa he said my last name~ And wished me a good evening!" Meanwhile Mitsuru lays, forgotten in his puddle of blood.

To be continued

Author Notes: Yay I finished! I always found the little meetings between the warden and Hajime to be a treat. Anyone who could scare Hajime definitely deserves a fricking award and the fact that she could be such a fangirl makes it all the better~

Now what do you think her hidden message was? I'm curious to see if anyone could figure out the little secrets littering around in this series. Well that's it for now~ Next time we'll get some tournament madness.

Not sure if it will follow the anime, but we'll see. I mean I watched up until a little after that arc so it's possible. If you guys like this series please feel free to fav/follow/review. Tchao for now.