A/N: A new chapter is up, this one is pretty Jin-centric, and the next one will be more about the entirety of Tamakoma Branch. I plan on posting once a week since school starts for me in about two weeks. I realize this story is likely really crappy and OOC but I'm trying. I have to do a reading assignment for an incredibly boring book, so wish me luck. R&R, always accepting prompts, sorry for mistakes/OOCness. Also, just wanted know how you guys would feel about another one-shot I've been working on here and there. Basically Jin discovers his precognition at a young age and when he starts talking about things before they happen, he becomes a bit of an outcast, which is why he's now so nice to people. Idk if that sounds I interesting yo any one I'll think about posting it. Anyways try to enjoy the new chapter
When Jin, Osamu and Chika reached Tamakoma, they were surprised to find that everyone was there. Oddly enough, the entire branch had the day off, and had decided to spend it relaxing at the Headquarters. Of course that peace was disturbed when the four agents who'd been at the B-Rank wars came in, an unconscious Yuma Kuga laying in Jin's arms.
"Hey guys, it took you long eno-" Konami started to complain, but she abruptly silenced when she saw Yuma. Her face morphed into confusion.
"Huh? What happened to Yuma? Did he get hit hard during the fight?" she asked, slightly concerned. Everyone was concerned. As far as they knew, Yuma didn't even sleep. Those who hasn't witnessed the scene at HQ were even more confused.
"Yuma-kun collapsed randomly after we finished our fight. We were watching them finish up another round and suddenly there was the sound of someone hitting the ground. We all turned around and saw him on the floor. He was shaking and he looked really scared," Chika explained. Her voice was quiet and she looked worried. Osamu looked at her in surprise. He hasn't expected her to speak up, given that she was timid and very bothered by what was happening. The combination made him think she wouldn't say a word.
"Kido was going to have him sent to the infirmary but no one at HQ trusts Neighbors, and we thought it would be smart to take him here instead. You never know what those at HQ might do. I'm sure there's people who hate Neighbors more than Miwa there. If they wanted to, they could probably kill him while he's out like this," Jin added, shuffling Yuma in his arms slightly so his head was better supported to take the strain off his neck.
"Why don't you take him to his room? It's probably good that he moved in here. It makes this easier," Takumi said. He looked a little worried himself. The situation with Yuma was already causing every one to act slightly out of character.
Jin nodded and headed for the stairs. Yuma had moved to Tamakoma shortly after joining Border. He didn't have many belongings and he was alone in his apartment. After losing Replica, Yuma had no one he could have talked to had he stayed by himself. He would have been truly alone night after night when he wasn't with his friends and comrades. Being alone that much wouldn't be healthy for anyone.
When Jin reached Yuma's room, he was able to easily open the door and walk in, a perk of carrying a small person. Yuma's room was plain. A made bed sat pushed into the corner furthers from the door, a nightstand next to it. The wardrobe was on the wall opposite the bed, holding a dozen shirts, sweatshirts and pants. Other than that, the room was basically empty. Yuma really didn't have much.
Jin didn't observe the room much as he made his way to the bed in the corner. He peeled the blankets back with one hand and carefully set Yuma down. It wasn't likely he would wake up if Jin wasn't careful, but he couldn't help it. It was the first time Jin had seen Yuma unconscious, whether it be sleeping, an injury or something else. Despite the panic that had gotten him where he was, Yuma looked peaceful. His eyes were closed, partially covered by his poofy white hair. It was a complete 180 from not even half an hour ago when he had collapsed.
Unable to restrain himself, Jin reached forward and brushed Yuma's hair off his face so his closed eyes were no longer covered. He wondered why he did it, and came to the conclusion that Yuma looked too much like a young child, almost like the little brother Jin never had. Osamu and Chika were also like younger siblings to him, and he was sure he would have done the same thing had it been either of them.
With a small sigh, Jin pulled the blankets neatly over Yuma, just to his shoulders. He then took a step back and took a momemt to think. Nothing really seemed off about the young Neighbor that he could tell. He even used his Side Effect, but for some reason he saw nothing. Not nothing as in Yuma had no future, but nothing as in he couldn't even see the furture. It bugged him, and a feeling of unease that he couldn't shake settled in Jin's gut.
"What's going on with you Yuma?" he muttered quietly before walking out of the room. There was always the chance that the whole ordeal could be nothing, but the way Yuma had been, saying 'It's here' was proof enough that SOMETHING had to be wrong. Jin hated that he didn't know. Usually when bad things were happening, he didn't like seeing all the different possibilities. But now that he couldn't see anything, now that he didn't know anything, he had no way to control the outcome. That bugged him. Being able to have some control on the outcome of a situation is what kept Jin sane as he used his Side Effect. He loved pulling strings and making things favorable for him and his friends. When he couldn't do that, he didn't know what to do.
As Jin reached the bottom of the stairs, he wiped all the evidence of his darkening train of thoughts from his expression, instead putting on one that was meant to reassure people that everything would be okay.