My Other Half

Part 8

Chapter 8:

You take a hit to the face, disorienting you completely. You'd never been punched in the face before. You stumble into a pair of arms, trying to wrench your way out of them. There's a collective bout of silent before a hand settles under your chin, lifting it far too gently for them to want to wish harm.

"Baji?"

You're ready to cry at the familiarity of that voice. Your vision is still swimming, and you're swaying on your feet, but relief floods you at the figures before you.

"Isnt that—"

"Dude, I did not sign up to fight Toman's top brass."

"Mikey..." The tears slip down your face as you let relief wash over you. "I donno what's going on. They— ripped Kei's sweater and defiled his—" You can't manage to finish that sentence.

There are soft hiccups leaving you lips as the sound of grunts of pain come from the background. The hand that had been on your chin now rests on top of your head, stabilizing you as you meltdown.

"What the hell was that?" Draken demands, making his way back towards you two.

You're trying to pull yourself together, but you can feel the cool air in the space where Kei's sweater has ripped. It makes you want to keep crying. Mikey and Draken are having a silent conversation as you try to clean yourself up. You look over your shoulder at the tear in Kei's sweater, fingers shaking as you shove them in your pockets.

"Th-thanks." You get out, still a bit shaky.

"That's Baji's sweater, ya?" Draken asks, a smile on his lips.

You can feel your eyes watering at the realization that continuing to wear Kei's sweater will probably only result in it getting worse.

"Let's take her to meet Mitsuya."

You blink, trying to rid the tears in your eyes. Mikey's hand falls away from your head, his gaze turning behind you and falling ok Kei's grave. He smiles as Draken wraps his coat around your shoulders.

"Mitsuya's a wonder with a needle." Draken states as you clutch at his jacket.

You blink as that statement catches up to you. You cock your head at the boy, earning a chuckle from Draken.

"Mitsuya. As in the second division captain?" You ask, feeling skeptical.

"That would be him." Draken agrees as he falls into step behind Mikey.

Your phone starts to ring, cutting you guys off. You apologize before pulling it out of your pocket, Chfiuyu's name popping up, the picture of him, Pey and Yang under it.

"Hey Chi—"

"Draken said you got hurt."

You blink before turning towards Toman's vice-commander. He has his hands behind his head, slight whistle to his tone.

"What happened? Who the fuck—"

"I'm ok, Chifuyu."

There's a gentle smile on your face as you listen to Chifuyu worry about you. He asks a bunch of questions you aren't sure about. You wish you had the answers.

"I donno Chifuyu. They asked me about Kei and then jumped me." You feel your exhaustion pick up, hitting you like a truck.

"What kind of garbage gangs up on a girl?"

You press you lips together, slightly annoyed at the gender specification but choosing to ignore it.

"Not to mention in front of Baji's grave!"