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Strong sunlight blinked into the window as she placed her hand on her eyes. "Is it morning already?" she asked.
"No Blaze," Kelly mused, placing a plate of boiled potatoes in front of her. "Surprised someone left this at the side of the road," she muttered.
"Still, food is food," Hanoashi shrugged, clapping her hands together in a quick prayer before taking one of the potatoes and eating it.
Kelly likewise did the same. "Not bad," she mused.
"Reminds me of home cooking," Hanoashi smiled. "I haven't eaten this good often since I went on the run."
"Same, would be nice if we could plant potatoes though." Kelly sighed.
"It's too late in the year for that and I doubt that the spuds would last that long," Hanoashi shrugged, grabbing a second potato. "Besides, I don't think you can spout these potatoes anyways, and planting a garden, while useful for growing food, might give us away."
"True, while this place looks great compared to how we found it, it's still got a lot of work to do," Kelly sighed. "Out of curiosity, how long are you planning to remain on the run?" she asked.
Hanoashi paused mid-bite to think for a bit. "Honestly, I'm not sure. I had thought about turning myself in several times, ending the constant fear of being caught, but...when he warned us that it was unsafe..." she trailed off, finishing her second potato. "It's...still too early I think," she finished with a sigh.
"Yeah...hey at least you know what will happen," Kelly shrugged. "Me, I'll probably just be put in a mental institute." she added with a resigned sigh.
"Maybe not..." Hanoashi paused as she thought she heard something, but shook her head, dismissing it. Before she could respond further though Kelly peered out from under the tin wall, ducking back almost instantly. "Blaze...we're surrounded!"
"What do you mean surrounded?" Hanoashi gasped.
"Shhh..." Kelly shushed, peering out the window again, before signing. "That's a weird group," she whispered.
"Describe them to me," Hanoashi began, but froze as she heard her name being called.
"Hanoashi, it's okay to come out now!"
"Yukaro..." Hanoashi whispered, surprised to hear his voice.
"You and him ever get together?" Kelly asked gently.
"No, but I'd like to be," Hanoashi sighed. "But given his hatred for criminals...I assumed that he'd have abandoned me," she added. "Apparently not."
"So...what are you going to do?" Kelly asked quietly.
"Hanoashi...you were right about us being too reckless at Ooarai. If you're there, please come out! It's not going to be as bad as you think," A girl voiced.
"You know her?" Kelly asked.
"No, I don't," Hanoashi sighed. She decided to glance out the window, gasping as she saw several officers, former teammates of hers, and some girls in yellow short sleeved jumpsuits. "I'm going out...follow my lead Kelly," she asked.
"I'm scared Blaze," Kelly whispered.
"I'll hold your hand," Hanoashi promised. "And I've got an idea," she added.
"What's your idea?" Kelly asked.
"Just trust me, I think I might have enough leverage to get you away from your Grandfather. Though given that you've been with me..." Hanoashi trailed off, feeling guilty that her friend might get jail time for staying with her.
"Prison's more preferable than him," Kelly hissed.
"Alright, but you may need to negotiate as well," Hanoashi mummered, before ducking under the tin. Guess my freedom is over sooner than I thought, she mused. As she stood up, she realized that the girls in yellow jumpsuits had a tracking anklet on them, and her heart sank as she recognized Asuza. Just what did you do to get in prison? Hanoashi hissed inwardly.
The non-officers began to cheer as she emerged, but they grew quiet when Kelly emerged, gingerly grasping her hand.
"I know that I have no right to ask anything, but...before you take me to prison, I'd like to ask the officers to listen to my friend here," Hanoashi began, before nodding to her friend.
"My name is Kelly Anu, and when my parents died, my grandfather obtained custody of me. Then and there he abused me physically as well as sexually, and when I sought help, the shrink only diagnosed me with schizophrenia and prescribed me pills that actually made me crazy. So...I ran away and found Hanoashi, and I've been living with her for the past month."
"During that month, Kelly has been nothing but level-headed the whole time. I know you have no reason to believe me, and I'm fine with going to prison, but please, just keep my friend away from her abusive Grandfather and give her a fair shot, okay?"
One of the officers nodded to Yukaro and he gently walked up to her. "Blaze...you're safe!" he gasped, before rushing over and hugging her. "I'm so glad!" he whispered.
"Yukaro, I'm sorry I worried you..." Hanoashi whispered, before dropping Kelly's hand and embracing the boy she loved. "I...know I have no right to tell you this...but...I love you," she cried, letting out a small sob.
"Shh...I know Blaze...I love you too," Yukaro whispered, before stepping back. "Still...they're going to have to arrest you, but...when you get out...let's get married, okay?"
Hanoashi's eyes widened, but she let out a small smile. "Yes..." she whispered, not believing her ears.
"Rodger that."
Hanoashi turned as an officer walked up to her. "Don't worry miss Katoni, While Kelly is going to be charged with harboring a criminal, she'll be kept well away from her Grandfather. Truth is the psychiatrist tried to cover her tracks on the Schizophrenia diagnosis when her uncle began investigating things, but we were able to recover the records just now. That psychiatrist will be arrested for medical malpractice for sure."
"Thank you," Hanoashi breathed.
"Do...you want us to lean against something?" Kelly asked, looking both scared and relived at the same time.
"No, we'll just cuff from the front for now," the officer noted, pulling out a pair of cuffs.
Hanoashi presented her wrist, flinching and looking away as she felt the metal rings clasp on her wrist. This is kinda painful...she gagged inwardly, daring to open one eyes, shrinking as she saw her hands bound.
"Blaze...Blaze...it's okay, calm down please," Yukaro shot forward, hugging her.
"Get them off...get them off!" Hanoashi screeched in disgust.
"Blaze, listen to me, if you cause trouble, they'll only make things worse for you, okay?" Yukaro soothed.
Hanoashi just began to sob and leaned into his arms.
"You'll be okay, I'll come visit as much as possible, okay," Yukaro promised.
"Okay...okay...don't...please don't leave me..." she sobbed in return, clutching his shirt in fright and grief.
"Never," Yukaro whispered. "If I could, I'd serve right alongside you," he whispered. "They're...sending you to a bad company squadron, so it's only going to be a few years, five at most, alright?"
Taeko wasn't sure what she though would happen when they found her, and at first she had been happy that her realization of that cabin had proven true. Drone footage had showed recent rebuilding, sloppy enough for two girls trying to build a half decent shelter but not having the skills or tools needed to do it properly.
However, watching the ginger haired girl sobbing like that, scared out of her mind caused her heart to sink. She tried to do the right thing...and she's still being punished, Taeko sighed inwardly. I feel so rotten! Maybe it would have been better if we had just let her turn herself in in her own time...on her own terms.
"Hm...these are kinda nifty!"
Taeko glared at the blond haired girl who had accompanied Hanoashi as she toyed around with being handcuffed. "You...really think they are nifty?" she asked.
"Yep! Maybe I ought to get me a par of these when I get out, they're kinda fun!" Kelly smirked.
"Make sure you get the toy versions!" one of the officer's called out. "Last thing we need to do is rescue you cause you locked yourself to your bed and dropped the key."
"They make toy versions of these?!" Hanoashi gasped, pulling back a bit in shock, before sighing and gazing at her wrist, her dark green eyes wide in shock.
"Rikona used them, remember?" Yukaro prompted.
"How is she?" Hanoashi asked.
Yukaro just glanced down, clearly looking guilty.
"Tell me!" Hanoashi sobbed. "Being arrested bad enough, but..."
"Rikona...and her cousins are fine," Yukaro whispered. "But...the Matsumino name is destroyed so to speak." Yukaro croaked.
"Destroyed how?" Hanoashi asked.
"I hate to break this up, but we need to get the girls back to their respective prisons," One of the officer's barked.
"Right...I am being arrested..." Hanoashi sighed, before turning to Yukaro. "You'll keep your word and wait for me?" she asked gently.
"You know it!" Yukaro smiled.
Hanoashi walked beside Kelly, Asuza, and three other girls in yellow uniforms she didn't recognize walked beside them. "Asuza...what happened? Are you in prison or something?"
Asuza just glanced at her and let out a small sigh. "Hanoashi...I...I think you need to get used to the place we're going to be going to before you hear about what happened at Ooarai. Given the way you freaked out...you're probably going to freak out even more when you arrive at the jail."
"I'll...try not too," Hanoashi promised. "But seriously, what happened, I need to know."
"May I tell her?"
Hanoashi glanced at the Japanese brunet who asked, and nodded. "You are?"
"Taeko Kondou, former radio operator of the type 89, the main cause of the reason why we're here," the girl sighed. "See..Miho had this incredibly stupid plan to ram the Hetzer under Kuromorimine's Maus, so as to allow us in the Type 89 to use it as a ramp. The idea is that if we could keep the Maus's turret sideways, Miho could shoot through the vents at the top of the tank, knocking it out."
"But the weight of the Maus was too much for the Hetzer?" Hanoashi guessed.
The brunet let out a long, gusty sigh. "I tried to warn my team that I had a bad feeling about this plan, but they didn't listen to me. It was only when we were already on top of the Maus that I realized why I had that feeling, when I realized that the Hetzer couldn't handle the weight of the Maus and the type 89. But by then...it was too late."
"Still, you tried to warn them at least," Hanoashi smiled at her. "I...know I'm not your team commander or anything, but I'm proud of you Taeko."
She let out a small sigh. "Unfortunately, that wasn't the worst...see our gunner, Akibe Sasaki, freaked out and when one of the Maus crew opened the hatch to see what was going on...she fired, killing the crew, and nearly killing us?"
"Like I had said back at Ooarai, you needed to learn the safety rules and protocols before you even dared to enter a tank again," Hanoashi sighed. "Still, I'm glad you tried to warn your team. Never underestimate the importance of a great radio operator and from what little I've seen of you, you had the potential to have been one of the best." She smiled after a bit.
"You...really think so?" Taeko asked, surprised.
"Let me put it another way, I'd want you as my radio operator. Heck, if I went back to driving you're the kind of girl I'd want as my commander," Hanaoshi smiled, before letting out a small sigh. "Unfortunately our potential as Sensado participants has been ruined." she added with a small sigh.
Arriving at the base, Hanoashi noticed that most of the girls had their attention on her, some gazing at her in relief, some with veiled hostility, and some with guilt. A few had their attention to the blond girl in handcuffs next to her, but nobody said anything.
"Alright, the rabbits may speak to Hanoashi for a bit, and then everyone is going to sit in the cells with their cellmates until it's time to leave." One of the guards called out. "Oh, and Hanoashi, Kelly, you two are going to be cellmates until further notice."
"Understood," Hanoashi nodded as Kelly was escorted into one of the cells. Before she could move she watched her former crew surround them, all six of them gazing up at her with pained eyes.
"I've failed you...haven't I?" Hanoashi whispered. To her surprise the girls simultaneously shook her head.
"No Blaze, we're the ones who failed you!" Asuza gasped.
"I thought about walking home with you that day, but I didn't! I...I'm so sorry commander!" Aya whimpered.
"Same, I should have gone back with you, but I also didn't!" Karina sobbed. "We didn't even know you'd be framed until a few days ago!"
"No no, it's alright really," Hanoashi soothed. "Ami Chono is the one who caused all this mess, not you!" she added.
"But still...if we had gone with you, then you might not have been arrested. They'd have know that Ami was a liar, and we might even have acquired a competent instructor," Ayumi pressed.
"They might have arrested you along with me...I...I wouldn't want that," Hanoashi croaked.
"We're all in prison now commander," Asuza noted.
"I guess..." Hanoashi let out a small yawn.
"You alright? You sound tired!" Saki mused.
"I'm alright, just...I'm just exhausted. I intended to turn myself in at some point anyways, so this is a good thing for me," Hanoashi yawned.
"You'll have an hour or two to nap if you need to, I just hope you don't mind napping on the floor," an officer shrugged. "But now it's time for you to return to your cells." she added
"Right...will you be alright commander?" Asuza whispered.
"Yeah, don't worry I'll adjust," Hanoashi promised. "Look," she added, showing off her wrist. "If I can adjust to this abomination, I can adjust to anything!"
"You might rethink that when they cuff you behind the back," Asuza muttered. "Taeko freaked out this morning and they gagged her for it!"
"I didn't freak out that badly!" Taeko protested hotly from inside the cell. "She just handcuffed me for no reason and I freaked out a little is all." She then let out a spitting noise. "Seriously, the nerve of that guard!"
If I didn't see how nice you were...I'm not too sure I'd have trusted that, Hanoashi mused as she walked over to where Kelly was standing, her arms warped around the bars. One of the officer's opened the cell door and undid her cuffs, allowing her to walk in before shutting the door behind it. Deep breaths Blaze...you're alright...it's just a room with bars instead of a wall...she breathed deeply, before turning around, half expecting to freak out like she had when she was handcuffed.
But she didn't. In fact, she felt a sort of calm wash over her as she walked over to Kelly, joining her blond friend in grasping the bars gently.
"Always wanted to do this," Kelly smirked. "Well...not for real, but I had heard stories of some schools letting their students tour police stations, and some of them allowed the students to go into the rooms."
"I remember going on such a trip, but they didn't let us go inside. Though given Nishmari's small size the holding cells were just a dark room with a toilet, sink, and bench," Hanoashi mused, moving her fingers slightly around the bars. "Still, even though we are in prison now, I'm glad that I know where I stand now," she added with a small sigh.
"You don't sound very happy," Kelly noted.
Letting out a snort of disgust, she couldn't help but shake her head victoriously. "They're nothing to be happy about when you're being held captive," she argued, as she hung her left hand and arm out of the cell, occasionally glancing at her pink watch in boredom. "I know we're under arrest and it's sanctioned and all, but call it whatever you like, we're still being held captive."
"I guess other than size and looks, there's really not much difference between being locked in a cell and in a cage." Kelly realized.
"Exactly," Hanoashi pressed.
"I'm just glad to be away from my grandfather," Kelly sighed. "I don't care if I had to serve time in prison to get away from him," she paused, glancing at her mischievously. "And hey, we did have fun, didn't we?" she prodded.
Hanoashi gave a small smile in return. "Living outdoors in a way was fun, though to be honest I'm going to be glad to live indoors. And that I don't have to worry about being caught at any moment."
"Alright girls, time to leave, it's going to be a long trip!" one of the guards called. Place your hands on the wall so that we may cuff you!"
Stifling a sigh, Hanoashi obeyed, staring at her wrist as if she was about to lose them.
"Remember what Yukaro told you?" Kelly asked her gently.
"Easier said then done," Hanoashi sighed.
"Just...think of this as an adventure and it'll get easier," Kelly smiled.
"I really don't see how this is an adventure," Hanoashi grunted as her left wrist was grasped, perhaps a bit too roughly, and once again her eyes widened as she felt the metallic clasp click. Don't think about, don't think about it, don't think about it...
She then flinched as he grabbed her arm, the skin of his palm meeting the delicate skin of her arm. He then half dragged, half guided her out of the cell.
"Yukaro would never be this rough with me," she gritted.
"Tough, I'm your arresting officer, not your boyfriend," the officer growled.
Sighing for the umpteenth time, she decided to keep quiet. Just go along with it Blaze...no mater how scared you are, no matter how much it hurts or embarrasses you, you're in it for the long haul now!
Thankfully, she was the first in the truck. As she was tucked in, her legs shackled to the floor, she glanced up at the officer. "Are...the prisoners allowed to talk to each other?"
"Some rides, yes. But not this one," he growled, before moving to securing Kelly in the van.
Before long she felt her eyes glaze over and the Irish girl quickly fell asleep.
"Hey! Wake up!"
"Mmm..." Hanoashi moaned groggily, her eyes widening as she saw an officer waking her up. "I surrender...huh?" She gasped, pausing as she remembered. "Oh...I'm sorry..." she whispered.
"Being arrested is quiet a shock," the officer reassured her. "They want you straight into processing."
"Processing, got it..." Hanoashi yawned, flinching as her leg irons were undone. This officer, while firm in her grasp, was much more gentle when dragging her out of the van than the previous one had been when dragging her in. As she stepped out of the building, she let out a shudder at the sight of the tall fence and barbed wire, illuminated by the setting sun.
"What kind of jail is this?" she asked.
"It's a super-max juvenile prison," the guard sighed. "All of Ooarai's Sensado team was sent to one, as well as a few others."
"I...see..." Hanoashi mused, before taking a deep breath. "How long until my court date?" she asked.
"Like everyone else you'll be going into one of the bad company squadrons," the officer informed her. "As soon as they decide how long and which one, you'll be flown to the school ship which decided to contract you."
"Contract?" Hanoashi tipped her head.
"Basically prison and being part of a Sensado team all in one," the guard sighed. "Anyways, for the record, you're not supposed to talk unless in a cell, the cafeteria, or the free-yard."
"I...understand, I'll keep quiet," Hanoashi promised, shutting her mouth. I figured that Prison would be strict, but not exactly this strict, she mused as she was guided into a room.
"Your hair is natural?" one of the female workers asked.
"Yes ma'am," Hanoashi stammered.
"Same with mine," Kelly mused, smirking at Hanoashi. "I see they managed to wake you up." she laughed.
"No talking unless addressed!" the officer in the corner shouted. "Now, undress and prepare for strip search, take off everything!"
Letting out a small sigh, Hanoashi undid the pink leather watch, before quickly taking off her shoes, socks, skirt, watch, undies, and shirt. "I'm sorry but...this is like super embarrassing," she whispered, covering her naked breast with one arm and the other arm she tried to use well.
"Tough, you broke the law," the worker muttered, placing her things in a box with her name on it, before pulling her arms down, prodding her.
I feel violated, Hanoashi whispered internally, though she didn't dare put her thoughts into words.
"Here, put this on and then head on over for your mugshot!" the girl inspecting her shoved a yellow jumper into her hands.
"What about underwear?" Hanoashi gasped.
"Prisoners don't get any," the guard hissed. "Now are you going to put that on or do we need to punish you?"
Shaking with fear, she quickly placed on the uniform, frowning. This is the most heavy piece of clothing I've ever wore...at least it's short sleeved, she muttered in disappointment.
"You're uncomfortable?" the officer asked.
Hanoashi simply nodded.
"Good! Jail isn't supposed to be comfortable! Now, are you going to obey or..."
"I'm going," Hanoashi whispered, whipping around and walking up to the mugshot area, gazing intently at the board with her name and birth-date on it. "Inmate Hanoashi Katoni...born April 8, 1997." she whimpered, before shuddering, picking up the photo and placing it instinctively against her chest, turning around.
"Good, you're doing alright...hold that position...now turn to the side," the photographer noted.
Letting out another sigh, she did so, trying her best not to cry. I hope as few people see these awful pictures as possible! She whimpered inwardly.
"Good, now the fingerprints," the photographer nodded.
Walking over to the station, she couldn't help but sigh as one of the officers grasped her hand, and began to fondle with it while doing the fingerprints. "Just like the fingerprint painting in preschool," the officer smirked.
"Actually, I don't think I did that," Hanoashi whispered.
"Well, you only have to do it...maybe twice? I have no idea how the bad companies work," the guard chirped. "And as soon as Kelly gets done you are free to go!"
"Hey, quick making goofy facial expressions and get serious! Unless you want solitary for a week!"
"Kelly, get serious, you can make those faces when we get to the cell...probably," Hanoashi urged, before shaking her head. "Not saying another word," she promised to the guard who glared at her.
"You'd better if you don't want the gag for the day," the guard growled.
How bad could that be? Hanoashi shuddered. Thankfully, Kelly cooperated and managed to get through the processing without further incident. Before long they heard the slamming of the door closing behind them.
"So this is our cell...gotta say it's not much," Kelly sighed ruefully.
"No piracy," Hanoashi muttered, gazing up into a camera.
"Guess that means we have to shit on camera," Kelly shrugged.
"Or hold it in for years," Hanoashi laughed.
"Ten dimes I can last longer than you," Kelly challenged.
"No thanks, if I have to pee then I'm gonna pee," Hanoashi shook her head. "Besides, I don't think they'd like it much if we gave em trouble and quite frankly I don't feel like getting an extension on my time. Losing enough life to prison as it is."
"Didn't Yukaro say that you'll be sent to a bad company squadron?" Kelly asked.
"I think so, said it wouldn't be more than five years max." The Irish girl let out a deep sigh and sat down on the bench. "So how long was I out?" she asked, gazing at Kelly.
"The whole trip, you barely woke up when we were transferred to the transfer boat," Kelly sat next to her, gazing at her worriedly. "You've stayed up longer than you were supposed to when on watch duty, didn't you?"
"You're my friend Kelly, I wanted to make sure you got enough sleep is all," Hanoashi shrugged.
"We're a two way street Blaze," Kelly whispered gently. "You need your sleep as well...either way, I want you to get enough sleep from now on!"
"Alright then," Hanoashi smiled. "Though it might take a bit for me to get to sleep tonight...considering..."
"You fall sleep when we tell you to young miss," one of the guards paused by the window. "And make sure you've read your booklet thoroughly, I don't want to see or hear about you breaking the rules!
"Understood!" Hanoashi gazed down submissively, before rising up and walking over to the laminated books by their bed, handing one of them to Kelly.
A bright light caused the ginger haired girl to shoot up from her sleep in confusion. "Power's out, all girls are required to head on over to the walk area," the guard growled.
"Alright..." Hanoashi rose up, glancing at her sleeping friend. "Kelly," she whispered.
"Hm...Hanoashi..." Kelly groaned. "I miss calling you..."
"Don't say it," the guard growled. "Now on your feet, I have to escort all of the girls out of their cells, and the Ooarai gals gave us too damn much extra work to do!"
Helping her tired friend on her feet, she guided her to the C hall, and then outside, surprised to see about forty girls out there already in the pre-dawn light. I'm guessing he has to work through the halls...or maybe this is just the ones from C hall. After all I was assigned to B hall...
Her thoughts where interrupted when she felt a strong push, sending her back. "What was that for?" Hanoashi shouted, getting a glimpse of the one who pushed her, a Japanese girl with shoulder length blond hair and amber eyes.
"That was for insulting Miho Nishisumi you bitch!" the girl hissed before whipping around.
"You okay miss...what happened?" One of the guards asked.
"I...tripped is all," Hanoashi muttered.
"No, you lied," the guard muttered. "Walk with me," he added with a sigh.
Hanoashi complied, growing frightened at the fact that she got into trouble. What are they going to to to me...did I blow it already? Yukaro...I'm so sorry!
"Relax, it's not going to be that bad," the guard promised.
Part of her felt relief, but also dread. Just how are you going to punish me? She asked herself, feeling very scared.
"Right, so we're going to do that?" a female guard nodded.
"You're not putting a gag on me," The blond haired girl from before hissed, her hands already cuffed behind her back.
"They're going to gag her?" Hanoashi gasped.
"That's exactly what we're going to do Riko,"the feminine guard hissed as she struggled to get the gag in.
"Am I going to be put through the same thing?" Hanoashi asked nervously.
"Afraid so, since you lied," the guard sighed taking out a pair of cuffs.
"I"m sorry," Hanoashi cooperated, moving her hands behind her back. "I'll cooperate," she added with a whisper.
"You're cooperating much better than when officer Brewster tried to arrest you back at Ooarai," the guard mused as he cuffed her.
"You're not suddenly tackling me to the ground," Hanoashi sighed. But before she could say anything she felt a ball press against her mouth. Opening it, not wanting to go back on her promise to cooperate, she let out a deep mental sigh as she felt the gag latched into place. This is so embarrassing...she sighed, doing her best not to glare at the officer or this Riko character.
"Right, now to latch them to the poll," he mused, grasping her gently on the arm and guiding her to a small cut off section of the yard where several polls stood. Quick as a flash, she felt her cuffs de-latched and then re-latched, the chain now being held by the poll so as to keep her from running.
Daring to look up at Riko, she saw the blond struggling fiercely. As if that's going to undo those cuffs! Hanoashi mentally chuckled, calmly crossing her hands so as to get into a more comfortable position. As much as I hated the idea of being handcuffed and was scared of them, this isn't too bad compared to being gagged.
"Alright ladies, here's how it's going to work," a girl with waste length flowing brown hair began. "You two are going to remain gagged for thirty minutes,"
First off...who are you? I mean...you have a white strip printed on your shirt, but you're still a prisoner, right...secondly, thirty minutes...that ain't bad.
Suddenly she felt a hard tap on her shoulder, before a "I don't think she was listening," resounded.
"Alright then, Riko will be gagged for thirty minutes and Hanoashi will be gagged for an hour," the girl decided.
An hour, but I was the one who was pushed! Hanoashi felt like protesting, giving the girl a good glare.
"Any more issues you of you and you'll get solidarity for a week," the female guard hissed.
This caused her to freeze and then gaze down submissively for a bit, before gazing apologetically first to the officer and then to the girl.
"As I was saying, Riko will be gagged for thirty minutes and Hanoashi will be gagged for an hour. After that hour, they will try and make up their issues. If they cannot, then they'll be cuffed all day at the pole. Time begins...now!"
To say that a being gagged to the pole like this, with some of the other prisoners gazing at her was embarrassing. Never lying again...but...what will she...I mean...Riko do to me now? Hanoashi wondered nervously. Gazing at the girl, she let out a mental sigh. Either she went to Ooarai or she heard about what happened. Either way I do not recognize her. I wonder if she even knows about my friendship with Miho or our time at Nishmari...she and I were the best of friends so to speak...
I'm sick of wearing this stupid gag and these stupid handcuffs! Hanoashi hissed to herself as she watched Riko's get released from the gag. "Keep silent until Hanoashi's time is up," the girl growled.
"Fine, I like seeing her this way," Riko chuckled, looking more comfortable.
The student looked at the officer, but he shook her head, causing her to hand him back the gag.
Maybe if I put on a show she'll get enough of a kick out of it...nah...not worth angering the guards further, Hanoashi decided, though she felt flush along the cheeks at the idea of the girl liked herring her bound up like this. I wonder if she's like Rikona or if she just want's to see me uncomfortable as vengeance for my supposed insulting of Miho...
Rikona...cousin where are you! Hanoashi cried out mentally. What happened to you...
"Right, let's get you un-gagged then," the officer suddenly mused.
She didn't dare complain as she felt the gag released from her mouth, sending her gasping for breath. "Thanks," she whispered quietly, knowing that she had been un-gagged early.
"Now...start speaking to each other," the girl commanded.
Hanoashi hesitated for a bit, but as she realized that Riko was just going to glare at her all day, she let out a small sigh. "Were you there with the team that day?" Hanoashi began gently.
Riko continued to glare at her for a while, before letting out a small nod. "You just wanted to show up Miho," she hissed.
"Riko...Miho went to school with me for a year at Nishmari, and she was my friend! I even gave up my command of the T-50 light tank to her out of respect for her seniority," Hanoashi explained, stunned. "Why would I say what I said to try and show her up after all she and I went through together?"
"You're lying!" Riko hissed.
"No, it's true, I watched them on the nationals stream," one of the guards affirmed. "Hanoashi started out reverting back to driving the T-50 and halfway throughout the year was promoted to the command of a Panzer III and deputy commander of the team."
"Miho and I were best friends during that year," Hanoashi reminisced, a quiet smile forming on her face as those sweet memories flooded though her mind. Well...that and one rather unpleasant memory also flooded in, but she pushed it back for now. "That's why I said the thing I said that day Riko...out of concern for my friend...and my team."
Riko shook her head as if she couldn't believe what she was hearing. "But...I..." She glanced down sadly. "I'm...sorry we misjudged you," she whispered.
"It's alright," Hanoashi smiled gently.
"Well, now that you've made up, it's time for you to head back to your cells now that we've got the electric back on," the guards nodded, releasing Hanoashi first from her cuffs.
Rubbing her wrist, she let out a small sigh of relief at being free, and she quietly walked to her cell, Kelly joining her before long.
"You alright?" her friend asked. "You've been quiet this whole time," she asked after a bit.
Hanoashi gazed at her friend in return. "Being cuffed and gagged to that pole is probably the most embarrassed I've been in my life," she sighed.
"I'd imagine so...you really look hurt." Kelly whispered.
"I got punished because I lied mostly, but that Riko chick only pushed me because she believed that I assaulted her friend. It was wrong of her to do, but I do understand why she did it, and to be frank, I should have gone and spoken to Miho about things privately." Hanoashi glanced outside the cell. "No point in what if's though."
"I guess not," Kelly joined her. "Wonder how long I'll get," she mused.
"I'm sorry, you're only in here because of me," Hanoashi whispered.
"No, I wanted to stay with you, remember? And like I said before, it's better than being abused by grandpa," Kelly reminded her.
"Still doesn't help my guilt," Hanoashi whispered. "But if being shut in a cell like this is the worse that's going to happen, I think...it's not really all that bad for me."
"They do seem to handcuff you a lot though," Kelly pointed out gently.
Hanoashi let out a small groan in response.
Kelly got up and stretched. "I don't know about you, but I miss the shack," she admitted.
"Well...we did a good job with it all things considered," Hanoashi smiled. "But yeah, I kinda miss it as well. I mean...it was our home even if it wasn't much."
"Yeah..." Kelly half yawned as she continued stretching. "This is most likely going to be my home for at least half a year or so, maybe more."
"I'm sorry," Hanoashi whispered.
"Hey, like I said, don't worry about it!" Kelly smiled at her, pausing from her excising. "And remember that I'm away from him, so I'm actually being fine with being in prison for a little while."
"You're handling this much better than I am," Hanoashi mummered softly, shifting herself so that she sat on the bench sideways, crunching her knees to her chest and holding her legs still with her arms. "Me, I'm still scared stiff and all that."
"Thought you said you thought it wouldn't be all that bad?" Kelly glanced at her curiously as she continued stretching.
"Well yeah, that doesn't mean that I'm all comfortable with it," Hanoashi pouted, buying her head. "I...just wanna go home and be with Yukaro if I'm being honest. Five years is a long time," she cried.
"You need to focus on the here and now, Hanoashi." Glancing up, she could see that her friend had walked over to her. "You can't just up and leave, no matter how much you want to. Same with me really. All we can do is endure this until the end, avoid getting into more trouble, and try not to dwell on it too much, alright?"
"I'll try," Hanoashi whispered, letting out a small, quiet smile.
Light green eyes flickered as they read the somewhat dim screen. Her white skin shed an ever so slight glow in the yellow light of the screen in the room, and her long hair weighed down on her back. She was tall, over six feet, and was a bit thick boned but not fat so to speak, whith the bra portion of her clear prison uniform barely managing to cover up her chest.
"Even Blaze's old CRT monitors had better pixel quality than this hunk of junk!" The brunet growled in frustration.
"Rikona!"
"Yes ma'am?" the brunet Dutch girl paused from her reading, gazing out at the cell.
"Antony wants you to spend the day at his house," the guard noted.
"Great, as if serving five years as a three strike wasn't enough, I'm forced to marry the high inheritor of this place," she muttered as the guard undid her cuffed wrist. Rubbing her wrist, she simply nodded and walked out of the cell, few of the other prisoners giving her much attention. The guards knew what her roaming the halls meant.
Arriving in the third strike lockers, she shed the heavy clear jacket uniform she was forced to wear in the cells for the third strike blue division uniform. This isn't much better, who the Maus decided it was okay for a girl's school uniform to let their breast half hang out like this! Doesn't help that I'm a double H! At least I'm not practically naked like with the clear uniform, which only covers the breast and underwear portions!
Placing her clear jacket uniform on the self, she walked out of the room, passing the guards who nodded at her in respect. Just because I'm technically the high heiress of this ship doesn't mean I should get special treatment! She fumed, but didn't dare show it. I'm still a prisoner you know!
Walking along the all too familiar doors to the outside, she allowed herself a small, quiet hum to escape as she enjoyed the sun on her skin. Maybe it isn't all that bad, she decided, enjoying her small walk. Well, small might be an odd word given his house was about two kilometers from the prison, but still.
Arriving at the gray house, she let out a knock, and the door opened to reveal a man about her age opening the door. "Ah...Miss Antony... I've been expecting you," he smiled gently, his Admiral Thrawn like voice chilling her to the bone.
"Don't call me that!" Rikona hissed, hating her new last name almost as much as she now hated her original family name. And I was so proud to be a Matsumino too...she sighed mentally.
She froze as she felt a sensation on her cheek, a gentle sensation that somewhat calmed her down. "Right...what's all this about?" she whispered, gingerly removing his palm from her cheek, gazing at him more calmly. Why does his touch have to be so calming yet his choice of words so infuriating.
"It would seem that not all of your underage cousins have been placed in the bad company squadron," He began, walking into the house.
He didn't discover that Hanoashi was a Matsumino, did he? Rikona shivered, following him into the house. "What do you mean, Mark?" She tried to act brave as she followed him inside, but she couldn't help but fear what would happen if he discovered that she had deliberately hidden the identity of one of her cousins.
"I could care less that you hid Hanoashi's identity as your cousin, between Yu being disowned for marring Drake and Hanoashi's saving Ooarai, and them being heros, especally considering Yu died a hero, I'd say the Irish girl well earned herself an exception. Although had Ooarai not started their Sensado team I might have insisted that she transfer here as a regular student," Mark noted.
"She really didn't have anything to do with us, really," Rikona's voice shook. "All me and Shelia did was buy her a few dresses and trinkets, that's all."
"Yes...from the reports I've heard about her Drake didn't want his daughter becoming spoiled just because a Matsumino like yourself and Shelia..."
"Do not ever refer to me as one of those frauds, or speak my mother again!" Rikona shouted. "I hate her!"
"Now now, calm down love," Mark soothed. "Your mother brought in such a beautiful daughter into the world, why should we hate her?" Shaking his head at her lack of response, he continued. "Like I said, her mother being a disowned Matsumino, one who died a hero no less, is no reason to force her to join the 444 th Sensado bad company squadron.
Rikona breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank Maus..."
"But assaulting a Sensado instructor, her arresting officer, and fleeing arrest is," Mark added, his tone somehow turning more grave and serious than before.
"Yo...you're lying!" Rikona spat. "My beloved cousin would never do that!"
"I have the police reports right here," Mark frowned, walking up and grasping her hangs gently. "I've already made arrangements for her to be transferred to the spare's, even giving her command of our best tank," he soothed.
Rikona didn't quite relax, but his palms in hers was at least calming her down. "After her performance at Nishmari I guess that she deserves a spot in the commander's seat," she admitted. "But still, I need to hear it from her mouth," she added, her voice growing sharp.
"Oh don't worry, you'll have plenty of time to catch up. She is coming over as a third strike after all, and I intend to have you day-room with her so to speak."
"You're giving her a mandate?" Rikona gasped.
"No, Hanoashi will be allowed to move down the ranks," Mark promised.
"I...need some time alone to thank about this," she whispered. "May I head back to my cell?"
"Yes...hearing that your beloved cousin is going to join you in prison is a hard pill to swallow," Mark nodded. "You may go back. Day after tomorrow though I'm going to have you spend the day with me as a heads up."
"How polite for you to give me a heads up on these things," Rikona remarked as she turned to leave the house. "Usually it's a total surprise,"
"Well...I do love spending time with my wife, even if she's a prickly hedgehog sometimes," Mark chuckled.
Rikona paused, and turned to glare at him.
"Love, your glare is too cute," Mark chuckled.
She simply shook her head in response and left the house, feeling utterly sick. So she is coming here...and it's her own fault huh...poor Blaze...she must be so scared being in jail. She's not like me...the whole idea of bondage scared her where as I've always been intrigued by it, and thoroughly enjoyed it when I began trying it myself.
However, once she entered her cell and gazed at her now left hand, latch to the table, she let out a small hiss. "Hanoashi Amelia Katoni...what the hell were you thinking!?" Letting out a disgusted sigh, she laid down on the table. As much as I',m glad that we're going to get to spend some time together, I'm going to have some serious questions for you young miss!