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𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕱𝖎𝖛𝖊 - 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒔 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕.

Nighttime had always been Kiera's favourite part of the day. It was comforting, in a way. When the sun was up and the sky was blue the entire world rested on her shoulders. The burden of that thought was too much to bear. So she relied on everything else, everyone else, to get herself through each morning. 

But when the moon was out and the sky was a dark void...there was no end. The stars reached as far as she could see. And they only kept on going. In the grand scheme of things, she was insignificant; a relief. It was at night she could understand three key things:

She was only one person. There were billions of other people. She didn't matter.

And thank god for that.

Harsh winds whipped her short hair as she rode her bike. It stung her face, flushing her cheeks a bright red. Her old and ratty Toman uniform flowed behind her, the engine roaring as she maneuvered herself through traffic.

It was a nice night for a meeting. Clouds sprinkled the sky and the crescent moon shone. Warm, but not too warm. The kind of day you could wear just about anything you wanted. Her brother and Chifuyu said they'd make their way to the meeting later on, so she left without them.

After her "little" break down, Chifuyu had made breakfast for the twins. He'd known something was wrong, but he didn't press her. So it was a strawberry pancake kind of day. Her arms were covered in bandages, but neither boy paid much mind to this. It was normal.

To quote herself, they, "helped her bruises from training heal, were fashionable, and made good hand wraps." Of course those were true, but she left out the biggest reason why she wore them.

Once they'd eaten, Chifuyu had stuck around to help Baji and her with homework. It went a lot smoother than the night before with his added guidance. Instead of breaking down and throwing it across the room she actually managed to get a few questions done.

In any case, it'd been a few days since then. Breaking from her memories, Musashi Shrine began to come into view, so of course she revved the engine. Speeding up with a horribly loud motor, once she arrived nearly all eyes were on her.

Parking beside the leaders, it looked as if Draken and Mikey were talking to Hinata and Takemichi. So instead of interrupting she barely gave a second glance, jumping off her vehicle and rushing straight for Mikey's little sister.

"EMMA!" She yelped, grabbing her in a hug. Although they were around the same age and sex, Kiera still overtook the girl by about five inches in height. Meaning the blonde nearly collapsed from the pinkette's loving attack.

Emma gave a closed-eye smile, carefully giving a small laugh. It wasn't unusual for her to be a bit more guarded with showing emotions. Mostly around people she didn't really know. "Hey, Kiera."

The young Sano didn't have a uniform. Instead she was dressed in a small school skirt. A blue sweater was tied around her waist, wearing a pretty white-button up and beige sock warmers to finish the outfit; dirty blonde hair tied in a side ponytail.

Letting go of the girl, they didn't get a chance to talk before being summoned. "Hey Emma!" Draken yelled, getting their attention. "Kiera too, come introduce Takemichi's wifey. Make sure to take good care of her."

Meandering over, Kiera gave the couple a crooked grin and wave, but Takemichi didn't return the sentiment. He seemed shocked; almost appalled. And Emma gave an even bigger smile than what she'd granted Kiera mere moments before.

"Hey, what's up wussy boy!" Emma called. Uh oh. Knowing Emma meant knowing exactly where this was going.

Around a year and a half ago Emma had wanted to make a certain someone jealous. Having just gotten her heart broken, Kiera had almost said yes. But it would have been for all the wrong reasons. Plus the Sano's were like family to her — it wouldn't have been right. She doubted what happened with Takemichi was much different.