Background Check: Haine
A/N: Me extends my warmest and utmost gratitude to: Apple, Doctor Kiba, zenbon zakura, dingy, midnightxrain13, donadley, Lin-isfallingupthesky, Kurumi-chan, and most especially forest fair. :D
Spoiler: Vol2 Ch14 and a little on Ch15
Disclaimer: Look, if I own this, this would've happened in the series! But I don't own so you don't sue okay?
"So… Did you cut him?" It was a strangling question but someone had to ask.
"I couldn't do anything…" Stillness hanged heavily in the air and she spoke again. "Nothing…"
Having said that Haine sincerely thought that she didn't cut the man named Fuyumine.
She couldn't have.
Leaning behind a pillar and observing at safe distance, Haine's eyes lingered at the katana the blade maiden carried.
It wasn't like the katana that cheap wanna-be's carried and swung carelessly downtown. The pitch black scabbard and the haunting design of the hilt gave the katana an eerie feel.
Haine found it strange that the katana doesn't reek of blood at all.
She couldn't have cut him.
"How did you obtain this katana?"
"It's a memento… of the person who acted as my father."
"What were you to the man named Fuyumine?"
She kept mum for some time then she took a deep breath as if she tried her hardest to pull out an honest answer, "I don't know the first thing about that man… even though we lived together for many years I don't know if he's a villain or a foe."
Granny Liza listened and she gauged the blade maiden's honesty, "What do you want to know?"
"I want to know about Fuyumine and my foe who has the same katana."
She lives for revenge. He wasn't surprised.
It's the bread and butter for most of the people living right now. Talks about making dreams come true and reaching out for the future is a bunch of bullshit with the way life was now. Blood painted walls, piles of corpses and flying bullets make a more sound reality than a house with warm tea, a garden of flowers and a picket fence.
Haine stands for that reality and is no stranger to the world of revenge.
"When I was cut I didn't see his face and I couldn't remember anything before that. I always remember that I was cut by him…"
Badou attempted to shake of the awkwardness by faking a yawn as he stretched out his arms. It didn't faze Granny Liza at all as she decided to tell the blade maiden what she wanted to know.
"A long time ago in this neighborhood a lot of young children started to disappear. Witnesses could only tell the military police seeing groups of people carrying katanas during those incidents but that was all. Eventually the military police gave up and everyone tried to put the incident to sleep."
Granny Liza flipped the scarf around her neck. A strange expression was written on her face; an expression that looked like a cross between doubt and being grateful.
"Fuyumine brought the kids back, leave them somewhere and would off somewhere else again. No one could it believe it. He gave no explanation no reason whatsoever but he had the same katana that the witnesses saw."
Granny Liza gave the blade maiden a stern look and scanned the expression on her face, "Child, there weren't many people who thought that he saved them."
She was the luckiest of the unlucky.
She survived a cut (who knows how deep) and was taken by a man who acted as her father. She was given a reason to live and was taught how to fight for the reason to live.
Haine wonders if this is what they call a miracle.
A line by her echoed in his head, "There's a guy with white hair searching the entrance to the lower levels."
It took a while for him to digest the realization he just found. So that was the reason she was looking for the "Underground." Her revenge lies within the underground. He mentally cursed as he gritted his teeth.
Destiny is such a bitch.
It became a bitch when he heard her speak her name.
Fuyumine, Naoto.
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