Under the Sky

Chapter Five: Interlude I

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A/N: this is an interlude. A short one. I think I might has fallen to my old habit, writing in the drabbles, orz.

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It was between night and day, when she was born.

"Nanami," he says as he watched his wife cradling their daughter to her chest.

His wife hums in agreement. "Nanami."

"Nanami." They repeated the name of their daughter.


They love their daughter, they truly do. But works got in their way.

"I'm sorry sweetheart," says his wife after hugging their daughter. "But we've a work today. Can you stay at home and be a good girl to your nanny?"

Nanami glanced at her nanny and then smiled. "Yes, Kaa-san."

He felt a pang in his heart. So young and yet so mature.

"We will do our best to get home as soon as possible, yeah?"

For a fleeting moment, he and his wife saw a sad, sad, smile on their daughter face. As if their daughter knows from years of experiences that it was just another lie she has received from her parents.

"Please be careful, Kaa-san, Tou-san."

"We will."


"Welcome back, Kato-san," greeted Nanami's nanny at the door. "Nana-chan has eaten her dinner, and she has went to the bed around two hours ago."

"Thank you, you can go now."

"Of course, Kato-san. And oh, your dinner is in the table. I've heating them three-five minutes ago." And with that, the nanny excused herself and closed the door.

He ignored the food in the table and went to his daughter's room.

Under the blanket, his sweet daughter has fallen asleep. He silently padded towards her bed.

Hiroto swept his daughter's bangs, and Nanami didn't stir on her sleep.

"Goodnight, sweetheart."


It was in the middle of summer when that happened.

"Tou-san," called a familiar voice when he answered the phone. He blinked in surprise, his daughter is rarely calling him, especially she knows that he has an important meeting. Hiroto hold his hand up, holding the meeting for a minute as he rise from his seat. "I'm sorry for calling you at the time like this. I know you've an important meeting, but,"

He realized that his daughter's tone is incredible calm.

Like a calm before storm.

"We were kidnapped," He felt his blood drained at that word. "It took us awhile for getting out and rescued the others. Luckily, I was able to hide the phone so that I can contacted you," She paused, and he can hears the labored breaths in the distance. "Tou-san," Her breath are hitched.

"Hel—"

The last thing he heard was the sound of a gunshot.


A trafficking child, is what they told him. A trafficking prostitute, another one told him.

In the midst of varying age between two years old and twenty-three of victims, he finally found his daughter, seated beside her nanny.

The nanny's shoulder were in bandage, she got a shot, someone told him, luckily for her it was a missed one.

Your daughter is pretty calm for her age, another voice told him, she made a quick plan to get out from there, along rescued the other kidnapped people.

"Tou-san," her voice is small, and yet loud at the same time. She is pale, and were draped in a shock blanket. He is so, so, glad for insisting his daughter to always carrying a phone with her. "I'm sorry for disturbing your meeting—"

"Screw the meeting," He cutting her as he engulfed her in hug. He ignored the flinch. "You are more important than the meeting anyway."

Her breath are hitched again. He can't help but wonder if his daughter has cried before.

It was quiet, when she cried it is. She didn't sob, or wailed. She just letting the tears fall.

He closed his eyes, and tightening his hold. His daughter didn't return the hug, but it's alright. He can hug the for two of them.


It didn't take a long agreement between him and his wife to moved out.


End of Chapter Five: Interlude I

Thank you for reading!

(And that's how Yuu!Nana touched the Mafia world.)