Division-A

Episode Thirty Two. (July 3rd, 2123. Division-A, South District.)

Akino's block was quiet. The tall buildings surrounding his house casted a dark shadow over Makina and Akino as they walked down the alley. The boy continued into his yard, his feet tapping against the cobblestone walkway, disturbing the sleeping neighborhood cats. They walked into the kitchen, where Sakagami sat on the table and scrolling through her phone.

"I brought her," he said, starting to walk to his room.

"Oh," Sakagami lifted her head up and smiled. "Hi, Makina. Would you like anything to drink?"

Makina looked over her shoulder, stopping at the entrance of Akino's room. "No, thank you."

Akino slid open his bedroom door and paused in the doorway, glancing over at his mother. "We're going to talk about some things in private, we'll come out when we're done, alright?"

Clouds hovered overhead, shedding the kitchen in a gray dimness. Sakagami tilted her head illuminated by he phone screen, puzzled. "Where's Matoi, didn't you invite her?"

"She couldn't make it," Akino shrugged, waving Makina into his bedroom. "She's busy with the conference stuff."

Sakagami turned her phone off, her face now matching the dullness around her. She directed her attention to Makina, curious. "Shouldn't you be there, then?"

"I got excused," Makina stated bluntly, secretly fibbing.

Not willing to extend the conversation anymore, Akino walked into his bedroom and closed the door behind him. Makina's head turned, observing the somehow empty yet cluttered room. His bed wasn't made and there was trash surrounding his nightstand with a pile of dirty clothes pushed in the furthest corner next to an armoire. As of the rest of his room, it was bare.

"You're awful at lying," Makina pointed out, still walking around. "Why did you not invite her?"

He approached the Omega, taking his jacket off and throwing it on his bed. "Matoi isn't in this for the truth, she's in it for me. If I mentioned any of this to her, she'd do everything in her power to keep me from it."

"You think that I'll be any different? I'm the girl who told you to stay the fuck out of my business before you get killed, and you didn't," Makina reminisced, reminding him of the first few days they met. "The only reason I'm doing this for you is because I trust you know what you're doing."

Akino smiled, pulling a switch blade from under his bed. "Awe, you trust me?"

Makina narrowed her eyes, already fed up with his attitude. "Hetsu told me I have to."

"Touché," he said, sliding up Makina's sleeve..

"Hold it," Makina exclaimed, pulling her arm away from his grasps. "What exactly do you expect to find by cutting through my arm? I've had my limbs ripped off several times and there was nothing peculiar."

"During one of my check-ups with that doctor after we found out about my core, he told me about how an Omega's body is designed to break in certain areas. There's certain areas of your body that are naturally weaker than others so that when attacked, that is where you will split. These areas are even weaker than a humans so it's easier for it to break at that spot," Akino informed. "Have you ever wondered why your core never seems to get exposed?"

Raising an eyebrow, Makina questioned his speculation. "...and?"

"What I'm saying is that I think they're hiding something inside of you. Why would they design you so you only break in some parts instead of others when you can just regenerate instantaneously? In my dreams, there's a guy that says to me 'guide the people back to humanity.' I don't know who else he would be referring to if it wasn't the Omegas. The thing is, I'm pretty sure this man was talking to me before Division-A happened."