Bonjour!
Violet here, and ever so sorry that this is late. However, out year eleven exams are this week and we are studying like headless chickens, so no update for two weeks :( I am ever so sorry, but exams come first.
This is a relatively short chapter, just something I pieced together during my study break. I am studying for English, which is my hardest subject right now because my English is still a little on the don side ^^;
How about I close my howling screamer and let you read on, no?
Disclaimer: We do not own K-ON! This is 100% purely fanmade
26.
Walking out of the club, Mio felt herself become cleansed. The cool, clear air stung against her face, and she gulped it down like she had never breathed air before. On her shoulder was a slobbering Ritsu, who could barely stand up straight with out Mio's support.
"Dammit, how the hell am I going to get her home? I can't drive a motorbike," She thought bitterly, her head throbbing. The pumping music and the vodka had taken effect on her, but she was a lot more sober than Ritsu. She looked around, shivering slightly, until a familiar voice rang into her ears.
"My, Ritsu had too much fun, did she now?"
Mio whipped around, hair flying, to see Tsumugi leaning against the wall, her right foot up against it and placing the tip of her 1st finger against the point of the cake knife, her name on the knife was glinting underneath the light.
"Mugi," Mio sighed with relief, trudging over to her girlfriend and throwing her arms around her. Tsumugi pressed her lips against Mio's and gave her a passionate kiss, just as Mio returned it, happy and relieved to see that she was alright.
"You gave us all a shock tonight, princess," Mio said through deep breaths as Tsumugi pushed back a blonde lock of hair with a sweet smile.
"My, I am dreadfully sorry, Mio, I just had business to attend to."
"What?" Mio asked as Tsumugi stepped back and danced around her girlfriend, twirling the knife between her elegant fingers as if it were a piece of thread. Her elegance never failed to impress Mio.
"I never did like Death Devil's music. It was always so, morbid."
"Morbid?" Mio repeated, uneasy at the words. Tsumugi's lip curled as her eye glistened, she placed her hands around Mio's lower waist and drew her in so that their faces were centimetres apart. She bored her eyes into Mio's, as if hypnotising her.
"My dear, I hate secrets, so I will not taint the truth. I really do, deep down hate Death Devil."
"B-But a moment ago you just said-"
"I know what I said, and now I am saying that I find their music to be morbid and my hatred of them to crawl inside me."
Mio was becoming confused, having no idea what Tsumugi was going on about. She moved out of the kissing range and stepped back a little bit, placing one hand in her pocket and staring down at the ground.
"Mugi," she said in a bitter voice that made the blonde's eyebrows go up.
"Why did you go to this club." The way she said it shock Tsumugi (OOH LA LA OAO,) the blonde looked down and thought for a bit, then looked up with her smile.
"I had something to take care of."
Mio growled under her breath, annoyed at how difficult Tsumugi was being. She stuffed her hands in her pockets and bore her eyes into the blonde's determined to crack her.
"If there's one thing I hate, Tsumugi, It's secrets," Mio said in a sharp voice that slashed the air, causing Tsumugi's eyes to widen at the words.
"So do I, my love, and it will be no secret anytime soon."
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" Mio snapped, becoming more agitated by the minute. Tsumugi blinked, then sighed and placed on foot in front of the other. She stared into Mio's grey eyes, and saw nothing but silver anger swirling like flames inside. With a silent sigh, she took a deep breath and started to talk.
"I came here to play."
Mio actually choked on the words, horrible images racing through her mind. Tsumugi wasn't fazed by It, and continued.
"It was through Ritsu that I gained access, she is a very diligent and loyal subject, may I add." She paused, then a sick grin twisted her lips.
"I will never forget how that band behaved, and how their music caused ears to bleed and blood to shed. Not to mention one of the band members has changed me into this," she used an elegant hand to gesture to herself. Mio was trembling more every time the psychopath spoke. In her eyes, Mio could see the insanity swirling amongst the sapphire.
"The thrill of killing someone is like sex. Hot, passionate sex that leaves you begging for more, am I correct?"
"I-I-I wouldn't know, I've never killed," Mio stammered, sweating as her girlfriend laughed, widening her eyes to resemble sparkling jewels. The wind picked up around them as Tsumugi embraced the terrified bassist and gave her a full kiss on the lips. Mio let herself kiss back. It was the delicate embrace that kept her together, even though the other half of it was a psychopath. When she broke away, she stared into the sapphire jewels, thinking of how they were such a rarity to the world, and how she could just get lost in them forever. The next words that came out of her loved one's mouth turned her body to stone.
"I have."
The last words she heard before passing out onto the ground.
(^0^)
"Mio, my dear, wake up please," her mother's caring voice slowly came into her ears. The bassist stirred, then opened her eyes to find herself lying on top of her own bed, in her own room with her own mother standing over her, a look of thankfulness in her eyes.
"Ah, you're up, thank god."
"What happened? And how did I get back here?" Mio asked, squinting at the light in the room. Michiru smiled weakly before speaking.
"Tsumugi brought you back on Ritsu's motorbike, placed you up here then jumped out the window."
Mio soaked the information in slowly, and then continued to look at her mother in shock and fear. Michiru herself looked exhausted. Her eyes were bloodshot and her hair was tangled.
"She told me that she went out tonight, and that you and Ritsu went to look out for her, correct?"
"Kind of," Mio said slowly, recounting the night's events in her mind. She saw that her mother was holding a pen in her hand and had paper on her knee. Her writing was horrible, a lot more shaky than usual. Her heart ached to see her mother like this.
"M-Me and Ritsu went out to save Mugi. She went to a club owned by Yamanaka and Norimi. Ritsu had given the address and details to Mugi earlier. We went to the club, and saw her. However, she was part of the show. We left after a while, and met up wit her outside of the club."
She rested, in order to give her mother to write everything down. Michiru nodded, her eyes drooping slightly as she dotted a full stop, urging her daughter to continue. Mio gulped, then started speaking again.
"We talked for a bit…then…then…"
"What is it, Mio?" Michiru asked, looking up at her daughter, and noticed that her face had drained of colour. Her mouth was ajar, hands were shaking and her irises had shrunk in size.
"Mio, spit it out."
No response.
"MIO!"
Michiru screeched in terror. She could not loose her daughter, not when she was halfway through giving information. Mio shook her head, raven locks flying about as tears swelled up in her eyes.
"S-She said that she has…h-has…"
"Come on sweetie, tell me."
Mio took a deep breath, then looked into her mother's eyes. She felt her body shiver as the words passed her tainted lips.
"Killed."
The colour drained from Michiru's face as Mio lay back on her bed, breathing heavily in a sweat. Michiru had to stop herself from loosing the plot. She was the doctor, after all.
There was a few minutes of silence, then Michiru finally coughed out words to say.
"M-Mio, are y-you sure this is what she said?"
"P-P-Positive, mum," the daugter said, still in shock. Michiru bit the end of her pen and stared at her messy notes.
"And you have no idea where she is now?"
"N-No, I don't," Mio said, then sat up slightly and looked at her mother through terrified eyes.
"Why do you ask?"
Michiru stood up, her legs shaking, and walked over to the window. Her hair whipped around her as she placed both hands on the windowsill.
"Mio, Tsumugi has killed someone. She's broken the law. She's crossed the line now-no- she's jumped over the line. Danced on the very point to tease us, then jumped over it like a game of hopscotch."
"She'll probably become a fugitive, and do minor crimes. I can tell you right now that her revenge is nowhere near over, mum," Mio said in a hollow voice, sitting upright in bed. She asked the question that was burning on her mind.
"I don't know where she could be, so what will happen now?"
Michiru turned to face her daughter, then sighed. She picked up her pen and paper, took a fresh page and started to write. Mio gulped, then Michiru turned the paper over to reveal the words.
'WANTED: ALIVE.'
Okay, I have to get back to studying now...
See you in the next chapter!