Hey guys, so last write we got to know Ayame a little and she met HOMRA. Cool huh? Yata was a little shy. Boy do girls have an affect on him. Ayame joined HOMRA too! And who's Haru? Let's get this show on the road, huh.
So, without further ado, let's make it do what it do-
A light knock on the door woke me up. I groaned and turned over in the extremely comfy bed. I rubbed my head into my pillow, but it didn't smell like vanilla spice like it does normally. It smelt like clean linens instead. I opened my eyes ever so slightly and saw normal white walls and simple decor, not the high tech walls and the many items that normally cluttered my room. I jackknifed up right, trying to remember where I was. I looked down and I wasn't wearing my clothes.
"What the hell?" I muttered to myself and pulled at the sleeves. A red tattoo with fire like qualities was inked over my once smooth skin on my left forearm. I touched it and all the events of yesterday came flooding back. Running errands for Kukuri, seeing Yushiro, HOMRA, Yata, joining HOMRA. "Holy hades," I whispered.
"Ayame?" I heard a voice outside my door and then another knock.
"Yeah?" I called back.
"Kusansagi has breakfast ready for you downstairs." Whoever it was said.
"Thanks." I said and forced myself out of bed.
I changed my clothes back to my uniform and I pulled my hair back into a messy and long ponytail. I'd have to remember to pack a bag next time I came out here. I checked my makeup, but thankfully it hadn't smudged. I folded up the clothes I wore and then left the room. I locked the door behind me and shoved the key into my blazer pocket. I'd have to remember to get a necklace to add it to. I walked across the hall and knocked on the door I slightly remembered to be Yata's.
"What is it?" He said sharply and yanked the door open. He looked like he just woke up, but his eyes softened once he realized it was me.
"Here's your clothes. Thanks for letting me use them." I said and held the folded clothes out.
He looked down at them, a light blush tinting his cheeks. "Uh, keep 'em." He said.
"I'll keep the sweater, but the shorts are a tad too big." I laughed lightly and pulled the sweater from the shorts.
"Ok." He said and quickly took them from me. I gave him another smile before waving goodbye and heading downstairs. At the bar sat a heft breakfast. I guess Kusanagi wasn't use to making a girl portioned meal. I thanked him and ate as much as I could.
"Are you coming back today?" He asked as he started cleaning a glass.
"I think so." I shrugged.
"Hey, Ayame! Who are you going to get to train you?" Rikio came running up and asked. "Akagi and I have a wager going on." Well thanks for betting on me I guess...
"Uh, I don't know. I haven't thought about it." I said before chugging down the last of OJ Kusanagi gave me. "Tell you what. I'll think about it today while I'm at school and I'll tell you when I get back. How's that sound?" I said as I started gathering my things.
"Cool." He said and started yelling what I had said to Akagi.
"You just made his day." Kusanagi laughed.
"Whatever you say." I rolled my eyes playfully. "See you guys later." I said and started heading for the day.
"Bye, Ayame!"
"See ya, Aya!"
"Hurry up and get to school!"
"Come back soon!"
"Later, Ayame!"
I got so many response and it felt good to have people send me off to school. Haru just sent me away to an island school and far from him. I waved goodbye and gave them a smile before taking off. I started heading for the station, but the further down the street I walked the more creepy looks I got from a bunch of men. I gave a few an icy glare, but the further I got the creepier they got. One man actually tried to approach me.
"What's a sweet young thing like you doing out here?" He asked with a grotesque smile spread across his face and the smell of alcohol and cigarette wafting off him.
"Back off bud. I'm so not interested." I snapped and pinched my nose closed.
"What are you going?" He snapped and grabbed my wrist. I tried jerking my arm back, but the guy wouldn't let go. In fact he pulled me loser and pressed my back against his chest.
"Oh gross. You ever heard of a bath?" I gagged.
"What was that?" He snapped and jerked my chin up. "I'd watch what you say, girly."
"Girly? Huh, you wish, Bub." I rolled my eyes and reared my head back hard, making contact with his nose. I grabbed the arm that held my arm with my free hand and pulled the guy forward and made knee contact with his stomach. He grabbed my ankle tightly and pulled me down. I blushed profusely when my skirt went up.
"Pervert!" I snapped and grabbed his hand. The tingly feeling I got when I shook Mikoto's hand spread across my body again and before I knew it the guy was screaming about his hand. I put my hand behind my head and kicked my feet up and behind me, going into a handstand and then going up right. I looked at the curled up man on the ground and clapped the dirt off my hands. "Jerk." I spat and turned on my heels.
"Ayame!" I heard and turned around to see Yata skating towards me and Rikio on a bike not far behind him. I sighed in relief and then waved.
"Hey guys." I said and watched as they both skidded to a halt.
"What happened here?" Rikio asked as he looked down at the curdled up man.
"He was being a pervert." I frowned and gripped tightly on my bag strap.
"And so you burnt him?" Yata raised a brow. I did what? I looked down at the man's hand and it was bright red. Did I do that?
"Well he tried taking advantage of me." I shuttered. "Plus, he smells." I wrinkled my nose.
"You got that right." Rikio said and waved his hand in front of his nose.
"What are you two doing anyways?" I raised a brow and asked.
"You forgot this." A blushing Yata said and sheepishly handed me my PDA.
"Holy hades, thanks guys." I said in a panic and took the device. I turned it on and saw the time. "Oh man, I'm going to miss the freaking train!" I whined.
"Rikio," I heard Yata say and then suddenly I was on the back of Rikio's bike and we were following close behind Yata on his board. They two were going way past the speed limit, but I wasn't complaining. They were getting me to the station on time. I saw the building come in view and relief flooded my body again. Rikio skidded to a halt and I jumped off in a rush.
"Thanks guys! I'll see ya after school." I called behind me as I ran and jumped one of the metal bars in my way. I rushed to the train and made it just before the doors closed. Nervs shot and hair probably a mess, I relaxed into one of the seats.
School was so boring. I got all my work done early and sat alone once again during lunch. It seemed the more I wanted the day to hurry up the more it dragged on. A few people came and talked to me and I chatted with them for a minute or so. Kukuri thanked me for getting the stuff she needed.
"Hey, Kukuri, wait up!" I said just as I remembered I had to get information for HOMRA.
"What's up, Ayame?" She turned and asked.
"Do you remember when Yushiro transferred to Ashinaka? I mean like the actual day?" I asked. She had to remember. She was the only one I knew who would know.
"Um," She said and thought about it. I knew it was a bad sigh when she furrowed her brows and said, "I actually don't. He's just seemed to mesh into the class and it never crossed my mind that he was new. He's just seemed to always be here, you know?" No, I didn't. I guess I was the only one to notice when he was new.
"Uh, yeah." I lied and gave her a fake smile. "Thanks anyways."
I started to walk off when she asked, "Wait. Why do you ask?"
"I was just wondering." I shrugged and walked off. Mikoto and Kusanagi are going to be so disappointed.
After the last of my classes I went to my dorm and plopped down on my bed. Man I asked so many people about Yushiro after Kukuri told me she didn't remember. And I got the same answer every time. Yushiro just seemed to mesh into the class and no one noticed that he was new. It was like he had always been there.
"Dammit." I groaned and raked my hands through my hair. With a dramatic exhale I looked over at my digital clock and let out an even more dramatic sigh. I had to go back to HOMRA and tell everyone the bad news. I braided my hair over as I went to my closet and rummaged through all my clothes. I grabbed some slightly ripped up shorts and just threw Yata's sweater over my black bra. The sweater slipped off my shoulders a little, but it wasn't too bad. I pulled on my sneakers and pushed my PDA in my back pocket. I rummaged through my jewelry box and grabbed a plain silver chain from it. I put my HOMRA room key on it and latched it around my neck. After that I left my dorm.
I started heading off of campus when I heard someone calling my name. It was Kukuri. I stopped walking and waited for her to catch up. She slowed down and took a few deep breaths before speaking.
"Remember when you were asking about Shiro?" She asked after catching her breath.
"Yeah. So?" I raised a brow and jammed my hands into my pockets.
"Well I remembered something." Thank you God! "The first memory I have of Yushiro is at the school festival last year. I think you were absent that week."
"I was." I confirmed.
"Well, I remember I found him out in that building no one uses. That's when he transferred here." She said and scratched her head. "I think."
"Thanks, Kukuri." I smiled and took off. Now I had something.
I ran all the way to the station and tapped my foot impatiently waiting for the train. When it came I ran in and prayed it would leave soon. When it got back to the city I zipped out of the train and station and headed for HOMRA's. I didn't stop until I got to the alley I was in this morning. I started walking from there. I didn't want to be out of breath when I walked into the bar.
"Hey, Ayame's back!" I heard Akagi say and then I heard the rest of the bar.
I walked in and said hey to everyone. I went straight for the bar and told Kusanagi everything I knew. It wasn't much, but it was still something. When I asked for Mikoto I was told about their trip to some gangsters pent house and Mikoto let himself get arrested. Gr-ate. I slumped in my seat and groaned. I had struck a little gold and now my clan's King wasn't even here to hear it.
"Don't worry about it. Mikoto knows you're out here working your butt off for him." Kusanagi said and ruffled my hair, which had fallen from it's braid.
"Thanks, Kusanagi." I sighed and took the drink he gave me.
"Hey, Ayame! Did you decide on who you wanted to train you?" Rikio asked from the couch. Suddenly everyone, except for Yata who wasn't there I noticed, had their eyes on me. Shit! I had forgotten to think about it. I mean, I could probably just make my mind up on the fly, but I had promised I'd think about it and I forgot.
"Uh," I looked around. I knew a little about the HOMRA ranking. A lot of people did at Ashinaka High. I knew Kusanagi was Mikoto's second in command and Yata was a captain and a few of the others were captains too. I looked around the rooms of staring eyes and out of the corner of mine I saw Yata walk in. Thank you again God. "I thought Yata should teach me." I said with a shrug.
A few moans and groans were heard and I saw Yata freeze in his place. He looked confused and he searched the room for anyone who would tell him what was going on. I jumped out of my seat and walked over to him. I looped my arm in his and gave him a small smile.
"You'll help me right, Yata?" I asked sweetly.
"Uh..." He blushed and looked away while rubbing the back of his neck when he said, "Yeah. Sure."
"Great! Can we get started now?" I asked and pulled on his arm.
"Actually I was gonna-"
"Perfect! Let's go." I ignored him and pulled him towards the exit.
"Actually, Ayame, I was-"
"I agree. The faster we get this started the sooner we can get it over." I cut him off again and succeeded in getting him out the bar and a block or so down the street. "Ok," I said and cheerfully put my hands on my hip, "what are we going to start with?"
"Uh, why not just simple ok?" He said.
We got started. Yata taught me how to channel the flame, to feel the heat. We started off slow, but by the end of our training I knew how to melt things in my hand, heat things up, start a spark, channel the heat through other things like cigarette sparks, and I even knew how to through a punch with some flame on it. It was pretty cool. Yata even said I was a fast learner...with tinted pink cheeks of course.
"I think that's good for today." Yata said and held his hand out.
"Ok." I said and took it. He pulled me off the ground and didn't let go until I was sturdy. He skated slowly next to me as I walked back to the bar. I was surprised I hadn't even broken a sweat while we trained. I guess it had to do with the fire or something, but I was still surprised I still smelt like vanilla spice body wash and Yata's cologne...which still wafted off his sweater.
I hadn't noticed how long we had been out there until we walked into the bar. The guys were all kicking back, drinking, and hanging out. We went to the bar and Kusanagi gave us waters. I sat on a bar stool while the boys all goofed off. Anna came up and sat next to me, her fist clutching some of the sweat I wore. Rikio took Yata's skateboard and tried to do some kind of trick on it, but he fell on his ass the second his foot touched the board. We all laughed our asses off.
I looked down at my PDA and saw the time. I had missed the train again. It didn't really bother me, I'd just stay at HOMRA. Kusanagi ordered in some sushi and we chowed down before I said goodnight. I went up stairs and into my room. I locked it behind me and stripped my shorts off. I'd just sleep in the sweatshirt. I shut the lights off and curled up in the bed ready for some nice Z's to float my way.
The next morning I jackknifed up when I heard some banging on my door. I looked down at my PDA and checked the time. Seven o'clock. It was a Saturday and I was waking up at seven? Are you shitting me? It was my weekend and I was planning on sleeping in. I got out of bed and sluggishly walked to the door.
"What?" I snapped and yanked the door open.
I glared at blushing Akagi and a nose bleeding Rikio. I raised a brow and angrily asked them what they wanted. I just wanted to sleep! It was Saturday. I lived for Saturday sleep ins. They were the best. I could feel the tingly feeling all over my body and saw the red aura emanating off me.
"What do you two want?" I snapped.
"Uh, Ayame-"
"What the hell!" I heard Yata. In less than a second Yata was in front of me and his body blocking mine. "What is wrong with the two of you!" He snapped and hit the two over the head.
"Ow, Yata! Cut us a break. She's the one who opened the door." Akagi whined and held his head.
What? Why was everyone acting so funny? Why was Yata blocking me? I looked down and realized I wasn't wearing pants. I blushed madly and squeaked as I pulled the fabric down further. Oops.
"Go put pants on." Yata ordered and I didn't protest. I stepped back into my room and shut the door and grabbed my shorts off the floor. I yanked them on and braided my hair over.
I opened the door to see Yata and the other two still waiting there for me. Akagi was still blushing and Rikio had dried blood just under his nose. Yata looked pissed still, but he grabbed my hand surprisingly and dragged me towards the stairs. We went down in a hurry and then towards the door.
"Bye, Kusanagi." Yata said and continued to drag me out the door.
"Where are we going?" I whispered to Rikio who was trying to keep up.
"Yata got a call. We're going with him." He said. I made an 'O' shape with my mouth and then looked back towards Yata. He came to a stop when we saw Rikio's bike. Akagi got on the back of Rikio's bike, leaving me with no ride.
"How am I-" Before I could finish Yata had me on his back and was skating off on his board and Rikio not far behind us. I buried my face in his back as we jumped a barrier and squeaked when we skidded down a rail. Yata really knew how to skate, even with someone on his back. We ducked down and I hide my face in his back as we went under another rail. By the end of it all my hair was undone again and we were at a small mall.
"Yata, what the hell are we doing here?" I groaned.
"We might have a hit on your friend Yushiro." He said flatly.
"He's not my friend." I rolled my eyes and followed him into the building. We turned a few corners and ended up next to a small shop. A woman was wailing and three ugly dudes were harassing her. I watched Yata kick the shit out of one, knocking him back.
"What the hell? I rushed over here as fast as I could because I was led to believe that there was trouble with the guy who killed Totsuka." He groaned. "These were the guys you meant?" Yata didn't look happy or even mad. Just bored. I guess guys like these really weren't anything compared to HOMRA.
"Listen you little punk ass, don't get involved in this." Said one of the guys. He had the voice of a person with a cold. Serious mucus blocking his airways.
"Don't leave, Yata!" The woman cried and clung to Yata's back. "Help me out here, will ya. These guys won't go away and leave me alone. They keep asking me for information about you." I rolled my eyes. This woman made the female kind look weak. Pukes like these guys lived everywhere back in the city I was from. I learned how to take care of my own ass at a young age.
I stood back with Rikio and a few other guys who showed up. I was in the front, arms crossed, and eyes totally rolling. This is what my Saturday sleep in was interrupted for? Um, Lady? Yeah, grow some tits and learn to fight!
"Get lost." Yata said lowly. "You heard me. Get out of here. Or you're going to be in a world of hurt." Yata waved his hand, shooing them off.
"The hell with you buddy." A guy said and pulled a pistol out. I tensed, but Rikio held my arm and shook his head.
"Is that right? You guys are sniffing around, trying to find out about us?" Yata said. Why was he talking with a fucking pistol pointed at his face.
"Yata." I whispered in worry.
"You could have asked me directly." He continued and smiled. "I'm a member of HOMRA." He said and pulled his shirt collar down and reveals his HOMRA symbol on hid chest. "This represents our pride. Mr. Mikoto taught us to always stand tall. I'm not afraid of that pistol." Then the guy pulled the trigger.
"Yata!" I yelled, but it was for no reason. Yata had dodged the bullet and had kicked the weapon out of the guys hand and taken down the other guys before his name even left my mouth. He had caught the gun before it hit the ground and trapped the guy who pulled the trigger against the wall with his foot.
"I fill you in and that's how you react?" Yata had a sickly grin on his face at this point. "How rude of you. You should pay better attention." He placed the handle of the gun against the guy's forehead and started heating the metal until it was good and red. The guy started screaming in pay. That's when Rikio spoke up.
"Save some for us." He said. I looked up at him like he was the worlds biggest freak. Did he really just demand to have some saved for them?
"What do you want us to do to 'em?" Eric asked.
"Do anything you want without killing the creeps." Yata said, his red aura coming off his body like heat waves. The group took the chance to beat the shit out of the guys. I just stood there and watched. The woman who had called Yata was in her shop, watching from the window.
"Hey, Ayame." I looked over at Yata and raised a brow as if to say 'what?'. "Can you go calm her down for me?" He asked, the guy he burnt limp in his clutch. I nodded and entered the shop.
"Hey, lady!" I called, but she had disappeared. "Lady?" I called out again and looked behind a rack of clothes. She wasn't there. I was about to call out to Yata, but a hand clamped over my mouth and a gun pressed towards my temple. I jumped in surprise.
"Don't say a fucking thing." A rough voice growled in my ear. Whoever it was's breath stunk bad and jerked from it. I glared up at my abductor. "Well, aren't you just a developed young thing." He smirked against my eat and let the gun trail down my neck and towards my chest where he tugged the collar down. He whistled in my ear and then said, "We'd have all kinds of fun." I jerked and growled against his had, but he quickly put the gun back at my temple.
"Oh no, no. Don't do that." He said and let his hand drift from my mouth. He draped it over my shoulder and then reached into my shirt. He groped my breast which made me angry and red. I wanted to yell for Yata, but I needed to be a big girl.
"Get. Your. Hands. Off. Me." I seethed through gritted teeth.
"You don't give order here, sweets." The guy snapped and snapped his hand up and around my throat. He had his face towards the glass window now and his hand squeezed at my throat. I groaned in pain a little but smirked. "What are you smiling about." He yelled.
"You sure are stupid." I laughed and he squeezed my throat harder. I choked a little, but kept my smile.
"What. Was. That?" He gritted his teeth.
I latched his hand around his wrist quickly and said, "I said you sure are stupid." I snapped and heated his arm. He let go and I used the fire Technic Yata had shown me and blasted that fucker through the window. He hit the wall hard and slid down, probably barely holding onto consciousness. All the guys stopped their assaults on the other gangsters and looked at the crispy guy I just blasted. I rolled my shoulder and walked out, fixing the sweater.
"I said don't fucking kill them." Yata snapped.
"I didn't." I snapped back. I was just sexually assaulted and I'd rather not get into some bullshit fight with Yata.
"You damn near did." He pointed to the bastard I just blasted, a frown on his face.
"You would have to if you were me." I said flatly.
"Damn, Ayame. What he do?" Rikio asked and poked at the guy, making sure he was alive.
"He groped me and tried to rape me." I said and turned my attention back to Yata. "Is that ok with you? Are my reasons justified now?" I put a hand on my hip, waiting on his answer. He nodded his head and then angrily turned back to the guys.
"Let's go." He snapped and the obeyed.
I followed right behind him probably looking bad ass. We were all straight faced, and I saw a bunch of people scurry away as we walked through the mall. I rolled my eyes and kept kept up with them. We were almost out when we heard Rikio's belly rumble.
"Damn, dude. Was that an earthquake or your fat ass?" Chitose asked.
"I'm starving." Rikio whined and rubbed his belly. I looked at him and the others. They looked hungry.
"Yata, why don't you let them go eat?" I got up on my tiptoes and asked. Yata may have been shorter than the rest of the guys, but I was shorter than him. Everyone was like 6' and Yata was 5'7'' and I was only 5'3''. I was the shortest...besides Anna who was still a kid.
He looked down at me from the corner of his eye for a second and then sighed. "You fat asses go fucking eat. Your dismissed." He said and they cheered and took off. I smiled and shook my head while rolling my eyes. Macho idiot. I reached down and tugged his arm.
"What?" He grunted.
"Come on, idiot." I rolled my eyes and led him off.