Hey readers, what's shacking? Thank you to the Guest reader who is commenting on the story...if your comments are showing that ok they's being sent to my email and I'm totally getting them. Thank you guys once again for the favorites and follows, it makes me feel seriously happy. So, when we left off I believe we were introduced to Haru, Ayame's life at 'home', and to Dr. Yukashi and Mr. Hibiki. We also saw a more vulnerable and dependent side Ayame has when it comes to Yata.
Oh, and before I forget, I am prolonging the story line...I just don't want everything to happen within three or four days. I want Ayame to truly be apart of HOMRA before the tragic end of K season 1.
So, without further a do, let's make it do what it do-
"Ayame!" I jackknifed in bed at the sound of Haru's yelling. God did I hate my brother. I had already been here at hell for about three days and I still had four counting the present day. I hadn't gotten one little text from Yata much less a call. I had gotten a catch up text from Kusanagi though. It had turned out that Rikio and Yata had to spend a few more days on their assignment and they'd been staying out of town for the past couple days. Chitose, Akagi, and the others were all working small jobs in the town and Anna had been asking about me. It was nice to know some people missed me.
"Ayame!" Haru yelled again and I groaned. He was so fucking pushy. He insisted I be up at seven in the fucking morning, before he left, and that I get the hell out of the house before eight. I guess he didn't trust me in the house alone.
"I'm up dammit!" I yelled back and threw the covers off me. I grabbed a bundle of clothes sitting on the nightstand and walked to the guest bathroom. I washed my hair and took care of business quickly. I towel dried my hair and let it smoothly curl on it's own. I pulled the cut v-neck shirt I had on, pulled up the jeans I had, and then tied Yata's old sweater around my waist. I looped all my necklaced around my neck and put my bracelets on. I walked back to the guest room and slipped my shoes back on. I walked downstairs and swiped Haru's wallet off the counter.
"What do you think you're doing?" He snapped.
"Taking your money." I said flatly. I grabbed a few twenties out of the slip in his wallet and jammed them into my jeans.
"Put those back." He demanded, but I ignored him and walked right out the front door. I kept walking too. I didn't stop for several miles. I didn't know where I was going. I never did, but I always ended up somewhere nice and pretty laid back. Yesterday I ended up at the park and I just laid out all day in a patch of grass. Today? Who knows.
I saw a sign for some discount at the zoo or something like that. So I went. I walked around, looked at some lions, watched some tigers be lazy, saw some other animals do other things. I spent hours just walking around the zoo by myself. Around one or two I sat down on a bench, munching on cotton candy. I watched as families walked around, hand-in-hand, laughing. I missed my mom and dad. They were awesome people. We use to go to the movies and the zoo all the time. It was great. And then they died and I was left with an evil brother and no real family. That is until I found HOMRA.
I looked down at my phone. No new messages. It had been three fucking days and I hadn't gotten one memo, catch-up, or informative call. I just wanted to hear from him. Three days and I had put off calling. What if that was what he was doing? I dialed his number and called. I pressed the cool metal to my ear waiting for the dial tone. One ring. Two rings. Three. Four.
"Hello?"
"Yata?" I jumped up.
"What do you need, Ayame?" He didn't sound too happy to hear from me.
"I-I was just checking in." I said weakly. It hurt to hear the frustration and aggravation in his voice. Especially since it might have been just because I called.
"Then call Kusanagi." He said roughly.
"Ex-cuse me?" I gaped. "What the hell is your problem?" I snapped.
"I'm on an assignment. I can't-"
"You can't take two fucking minutes to talk to me? That's bullshit and we both know it." I said harshly. He probably was on an assignment and I was probably disturbing and interrupting the job. I was just angry I hadn't heard form him at all.
"Dammit, Ayame, I'm on a mother fucking job!" He snapped.
"And I've been in hell for three fucking days." I shot back.
"Ayame, can I just fucking call you back later? I'm working unlike some people who took a fucking vacation." He did not just say that.
"You know what, Yata. Don't fucking bother." I said flatly and hung up.
Shit I was so made. I was in hell and he dared call it a vacation? Yeah, Yata didn't know just how bad things were between me and Haru, but he did know we didn't get along...like at all. He knew I didn't like my brother and he still accused me of taking it easy and relaxing here in hell. I jammed my phone back into my pocket angrily and stormed off. The zoo suddenly wasn't so fun.
The next three days following my explosive phone call consisted of wondering around, ignoring all of Yata's suddenly constant calls, and being even more pissy towards my brother. When it came time to go home I was so beyond fucking relieved. I'd rather be pissed and in my dorm than pissed off and with my brother who just made me want to vomit. I walked my ass to the station once again and then when I got back to Ashinaka I went straight to my dorm. I spend the entire day there, ignoring Yata's calls and texts. I did get a call from Kusanagi, but when I answered it Yata was the one talking so I hung up.
The next week was very similar to that, I just went to school. I called Kusanagi to catch him up and tell him any information I collected, but other than that I stayed in my dorm watching Netflix and eating what I had in the fridge and pantries. I was so beyond pissed at Yata, but I was probably blowing it all way out of proportion. I'm a girl, I had that as an excuse. I refused to hear from Yata, much less see him. The weekend was pretty similar. I took a few assignments, but they were all on my own. It was all basic stuff I could handle and then I went back to my dorm to watch more Netflix.
...And then Monday came around.
"No way." I heard some girl gasp from a few seats away. We were in lunch and I was just sitting peacefully to myself eating some sushi I had picked up from the store.
"Yes way!" He friend said. "Two guys are totally walking around asking about some guy named Yushiro." I raised a brow and listened closer. I had discovered a few days ago that not as many people remembered Yushiro, but I didn't find it so suspicious. He hadn't been to school in a month or so. But there were two strangers on school grounds.
"Are they cute?" The other girl asked. I scoffed and rolled my eyes. What was I expecting? It's not like it was Yata or anything.
"Well, one is I suppose. One is this big guy with like blond hair and this big white hoody." That sounded like Rikio.
"Is he the cute one?"
"No. The cute one carries this skateboard with him." I went wide-eyed. "He was wearing this black beanie, it was totally bad boyish. But he's kind of short."
I shot up and ran out of class. I probably scared a few people, but I didn't care. I zoomed out of the room and down the corridor. I looked out one of the windows, and what do you know. There was Yata and Rikio harassing one of my male classmates. I cursed lowly and took off towards the stairs. I got to the second level and looked out another window. Yata and Rikio were walking along the quad. I wasn't going to get to them fast enough.
"Shit." I cursed lowly and dropped my bag on the ground. I rummaged through it until I found my blades. I pushed the window open and sat on the ledge, switching my school shoes for my blades.
"Hey! You two, come here a second. We wanna ask you something." Rikio demanded.
"Dammit." I groaned. He was scaring two of the girls that go here.
"Uh? What's the deal. I just said we wanna ask you some-" Yata had knocked the fuck out of Rikio's head.
"Stop, Fat ass! Don't go scaring girls like that!" I heard Yata say and the he said something lower I couldn't pick up. I tried tightening and tying faster, but I wasn't going fast enough.
"Hey, sorry about that." Yata tried to apologize to the two girls, but they ran off.
"Hm. He fucking deserved that." I said and finally got the last blades tightened.
I braced myself for the drop, which was a big one. I heard Yata hit Rikio again and I heard Rikio tell him to cut him some slack too. Then I heard Yata give Rikio a lecture over threatening girls, and then Rikio whined about only asking guys something or some shit. I didn't care to keep listening. I jumped down and swung my foot out and made contact with both Rikio and Yata's heads just as I heard Yata say, "No. If you wanna find a guy you ask guys." Fucking idiot.
"What the fuck!" Yata yelled and jumped up. His red aura already emanating off his body as well as mine and Rikio...who was holding his head tightly.
"What in the fucking hell are you two dipshits doing here." I seethed. I was still a little pissed about Yata's bullshit over the phone.
"Ayame?" Rikio gasped, his aura dying down.
"Yeah, Ayame." I snapped towards him. "Now, you going to fucking tell me what you two bags of dick tits (A/N: Props to Deadpool insults) doing here?" I growled more towards Yata.
"We're here on official HOMRA business." He snapped back. "What the fuck does it fucking matter to you anyways. It's not like you've been around."
"Oh shut up, Yata." I rolled my eyes. "You know you're here because Anna got some fucking information and your little short tempered ass came running out here without any orders. Don't fucking bullshit me."
He was stumped. I had gotten him. I knew Yata well, he just didn't know how well. "Ok, maybe that did happen, but at least I've been around." He snapped back, only inches from my face.
"You know, I can just smell the sexual tension from a mile away." A male yet oddly feminine voice carried over the quad. Yata and Rikio tensed and turned around. I just looked at the scrawny fuck with the weird winged hair with a pissed off mind-you-own-fucking-business glare.
I opened my mouth to tell him to go jack off, but Yata beat me to it. "You bastard, Saruhiko." Yata's voice was rough, raged, and pissed. Like way more pissed than he'd ever been at me...and that's saying something.
"What a shock to see you. How did you find this place?" Ok, the way this dude talked reminded me all too well of the trany devil on that old kid's cartoon the PowerPuff Girls. Anybody remember that guy? Yeah, that was this guy...just not in a womanly Santa costume. "Right. It must have been Anna." How did he know sweet little Anna? "And you can't be out on Mr. Kusanagi's orders. He isn't stupid enough to send the two of you out alone. Right, Misaki?"
"Who the hell is Misaki?" I muttered to myself.
"I'm not surprised. You never changed-"
"Shut you mouth!" I jumped at the sudden harshness of Yata. I had never seen him be this cold to someone. "Don't call me by that name, dammit. And don't talk about my people like you know them." Oh, so his name is Misaki...I thought it was Yata. "I know you, and you're nothing but a trader." Two-named-short-skater say what now?
"Can you blame me? The fact of the matter is in the end I wasn't like you and the others. My leaving HOMRA was inevitable." Ok, I was so beyond lost. This creep sounding winged hair freak was once apart of HOMRA? Is there like a history book I can read for preparation for next fucking time something like this happens?
"Yeah, you are damn right about that part of it. You sure weren't like the rest of us." I looked at Yata. His face was so cold and angry. What did this guy do?
"You need to cool down, Yata. The last thing we wanna do is make a scene-"
"So, tell me, Misaki, how in the world did you two manage to sneak in here?" Creepy guy asked.
"I kind of want to know that." I said under my breath.
"Let me put it to you this way," Yata said. "It's none of your fuckin' business."
"I happen to know security is pretty tight here. Come one, show it to me, Misaki." I scrunched my nose and chills went down my spine as the guy said Yata's name. It was creepy and weird and kind of sexual. So not ok.
"I just said it's none of your business. And stop calling me by my first name." Yata said. "When you do it, it creeps me out." Thank you! Someone else thinks this guy is off the radar creepy.
"That's right. What a dummy I am. I completely forgotten you hate being called by that name don't you. Mi-Sa-Ki." The guy said.
"Ok, you're fucking creepy." I said aloud.
"And who are you?" He asked from across the quad. "Misaki, I didn't know you liked to keep cute little pets around."
"You're really asking for it." Yata and I said at the same time. Both our auras were flaring up.
"Yata, Ayame, stop! Don't get in trouble. Remember what Kusanagi said? We don't want Mikoto's capture to be in vain." Rikio said, grabbing our shoulders. "Fighting that monkey isn't going to accomplish anything." He was right. Rikio was right...for a change. I balled my my fist and then caved. I cooled down, thinking that Yata would too.
"You're doing this for Mikoto, really?" Oh this guy never shuts up! "I'm afraid your hero has lost his edge. After all, he willingly went to jail. I wonder if that means he's finally grown up? He could teach you a few things. Mi-Sa-Kiiiiii." Oh my God this guy gave me the heebi-jeebies.
It was seriously quiet for a minute. Some straight up ominance a pen had dropped, it would have fucking scared the shit out of me. And then Yata placed his board on the ground.
"Yata, don't." I whispered and grabbed his free hand. "Please."
"Let's get out of here, Yata!" Rikio begged.
"Hey, Monkey. " Oh shit. "You're gonna die!"
"And we've lost him!" I threw my hands up as he took off on his board. He skated off fast towards the monkey, red flames emerging from his board. He jumped at him, but missed. He skated back around in a loop and went straight for his tornado move. "Oh no." I muttered to myself, bouncing on the balls of my feet in panic. The monkey lifted his sword and jabbed right into the middle of the tornado.
"Yata!" I cried out and went to go help him, but Rikio held me back. Yata had dodged the hit. Yata came back at him with flamed elbows and punches. I was so freaked out and scared for Yata's life that my heart felt like it was in my throat. All of the things I seemed to be mad about just melted away. Just like that-Gone.
Somehow Yata had managed to knock the monkey's glasses off, but he came at Yata with his sword, which Yata dodged and came back at him with an elbow that the monkey dodged. It was one big fucking dodging mess. Yata got a few hits in with some kicks, but the fucking monkey jabbed his sword out and thankfully missed Yata. He went back to jabbing his sword at Yata, which Yata had maneuvered away from and somehow managed to get back to his board. Just as I thought the monkey had him, Yata jackknifed his board up, stopping the blade from hitting him. Yata kicked at his feet, but the monkey jumped. I was near fucking fainting I was so nervous.
"Yata, please just stop!" I called out, not knowing if I could take much more of the torture.
"Heh. Not as sharp as you use to be, Monkey." And he fucking ignored me.
"No-o. Actually, I'm stronger now. In fact, I'm much stronger." Monkey said as he put his glasses back on.
And of course Yata went straight for him again while screaming, "Bull shit!" He jumped up and slammed his board against Monkey's blade. I gasped and walked right back into Rikio. Monkey pushed him off and Yata went flying back a few feet, catching himself on his board. The punching and jabbing was now back in actions, making me flinch every time I heard skin make contact.
"What's the matter, Monkey?" Yata smugly said. And then that bastard threw something. Something glowing red. It caught Yata , causing him to go flying back. I screamed and went to go help him, but Rikio pulled me back.
"Didn't you just hear what I told you? Since I walked away from HOMRA and the presence of Mikoto Suoh I've acquired even more power." He held up the blade and two daggers. "You can see for yourself. Here's the proof. He was going to throw more and hurt Yata.
"Yata!" I screamed and ignored the monkey. I pushed myself off of Rikio to go help him. He was groaning in pain and it was breaking my heart. I could feel tears well up. I was scared for him and scared to loose him. Just as I pushed off of Rikio the monkey threw the daggers at us. Right in front of my feet. Rikio pulled me back, but then fire encased us.
"Keep your nose out of this fight, punk. You too, bitch." He seethed. "This is no place for losers like you!"
Rage bubbled up inside me. I was glowing dark red, and my hands were balled up so tight my nails were creating crescent moons in my palms. I pushed off of Rikio and jumped the flames, still catching some on my legs. I'd attend to the burns later. I caught myself on the ground and circled around to gain balance. I went straight to Yata, who was now sitting up.
"You know what?" He said, eyes directly on the monkey and hand digging the dagger out. "He's actually right?" Ok, he had lost way to much blood. He had to of if he thought I was just going to let him walk right back into this fight like this. "You need to say out of this."
"Are you kidding me? Yata, I'm not letting you-"
"Hey, don't get cocky just because you gained some half assed powers." And I was ignored...again. "What? Do you think you're going to take control over the country now?"
"I'm not interested in controlling anything as simple as the country." Wooh, did his voice send creepy chills down my spin. "What I'm interested in controlling is anything with flesh and blood."
"Ok, that's it! You need to be put in a physic ward!" I yelled. He was too fucking nuts.
Suddenly Yata was yelling and his aura was darker and the flames went freaky high. I stumbled back in fear that he'd accidentally burn me. And then he went for the tornado technic. And monkey was ready to do his little jabbing shtick again.
"Rikio, we've gotta do something!" I yelled.
"What the hell can I do?" Rikio yelled back.
"You're fucking useless." I snapped and took action myself. I ran out in front of the tornado, praying he didn't burn me, and held my hands up wide. "Yata, listen to me please! You've got to stop this. For me, please just fucking stop!" I cried out. Like literally cried out. I froze when a sharp power surged behind me, just barely catching my back.
"Stand down!" A woman yelled. Stand down? What the hell lady? You just slice-n-diced my fucking back, and you want me to stand down?
Yata grabbed my wrist and pulled me behind him. I was sure my uniform was gashed open and soaked in fucking blood. I could feel the throbbing, stinging, incredibly bad pain in my back, but I pushed it as far of my mind as possible. Yata held a hand out to protect me...even thought I was clinging onto his shoulder.
"That's enough you two." A woman with big tit, ass, and a small waist said. She looked like how I felt I was going to grow up to be...you know the curvy figure. "Put your sword away!" She ordered monkey to do. I stuck my tongue out at him. I know childish, but I was 17. I was aloud to be. And I enjoyed ever second she lectured him. He looked like a troublesome kid in such deep trouble. If I hadn't had a searing pain in my back and some popcorn, I would have kicked back and watched the show.
...And then she turned to us. "Your name is Misaki Yata, right? Of the Red King's faction? The skateboarding captain of HOMRA's front line." She listed all this shit off about Yata, but who the hell was she? "You also go by the name Yatagarasu."
I looked up at Yata, and he suddenly had a smirk on his face. Really? He's fucking smirking at a time like this. "Listen, lady. I know all about you to." He did? "You're the Blue King's right hand enforcer, Seri Awashima. Some people call you the heartless woman." She frowned at that. That seemed to strike a nerve.
"Yeah, I've heard that term used before. But the only one who calls me that is the owner of a certain bar here in town." Ouh, get it Kusanagi! "Be that as it may, I must tell you that I cannot condone your activities here in the middle of a school day. Unfortunately there's too much to lose if I decide to make an issue of your presence on this campus."
"They're my guests. I'm a student here." I blurted out, trying to defend them as best as I could.
"Keep quiet." Yata snapped. The woman looked at me and the smirked.
"You're Ayame Mata. HOMRA's new female front linesman. You're Yata's rollerskating partner." As in only work partner. I've been hinting at him that I like him, but the guy is completely obliviant.
"You got it, and-"
"You're a senior here at Ashinaka." Ok, now she was creepy. "Straight A student with perfect attendance...except for the seven days you miss a year. You visit your brother Haru Fuginaka, correct?"
"How did you-"
"How about the two of you postpone your confrontation to another time." And I was ignored again, and she was back to talking to monkey and Yata.
Yata scoffed, "He's the one who started the whole thing."
"I see. Perhaps I didn't make myself clear." Oh no, you did lady. But we don't care. "You will postpone this confrontation. Immediately or pay the price." Yata didn't look sold on the subject. His arms were crossed and he had his I-don't-give-a-shit look on his face. I was still behind me, looking over his shoulder. "Was that better?" Oh, she was a cocky SOB huh?
"I have no reason to obey orders from a Blue." Yata spoke up.
"Are you crazy?" I muttered.
"Wait a minute." Rikio said.
Even though the both of us were looking at Yata, pleading with him to go, he just stood there glaring at this Blue woman. I just wanted to get out of there...and maybe get my back checked out. It was really burning, and not in the good way.
"Let me tell you about your King." Crazy-know-it-all say what? All three of us were stunned she'd even say anything about Mikoto. "All he does is complain about how bad the food is, then he eats every crumb, curls up and goes to sleep. I have to say he's quite a piece of work."
"Mikoto." Yata sighed. Suddenly Yata tensed and then turned on his heels. "Come on, let's go." He demanded. He walked off, his hand grabbing mine and dragging me off. I winced, but didn't say anything. Rikio went back and grabbed Yata's board. We kept walking and then suddenly Yata muttered, "Bitch." I would have shook my head, but the pain was really getting to me now.
We walked off towards the track field. They wanted to go up the stairs, but I couldn't. I was hurting, but I didn't want to say anything.
"Come on, Ayame." Rikio called from a few feet up.
"I, uh, can't." I said, still somehow managing to stand.
"Sure you can. Come on." He rolled his eyes and waved up.
I went to speak and lift my hand, but so much pain flooded through my back. I yelped and collapsed. I heard both of them shout my name, but I was out of it. My head was spinning and every inch of me seared with pain. Bad pain. Like really really fucking bad pain...and I wasn't one to actually cry over pain a lot. I could barely hear anything. I could feel Yata holding my arm and he was touching around the cut. I heard him say something, but I was out of it and it was muffled.
"Ayame!" He yelled again.
I had blacked out.