Ultra Blue Violence (Dabi)

Chapter Fifty-One: Galactic Halo

Underground it was hard to tell if it was day or night. And without clocks sitting around, it was hard to tell the time. Miya wondering where she was underground, and she wondered who or what was above her. Are the people on the surface completely unaware of the concrete maze beneath their feet?

Miya was strewn on a large bed, body lathered in hot sweat, cheeks flustered and legs shaking. She was staring at the concrete ceiling above her with heavy eyes, legs bent over the edge of the bed, still trying to find her breath. She was still feeling disappointed she had to climax herself.

She rolled over on the mattress coiling in the dull sheets like a snake. Her core was still soaking and something dripped out. No... before you get ahead of yourself, coming inside was beneath him. That was just Miya.

(All she could think about the entire time was Dabi.)

Miya sat up on her elbows, phone in hand, sending messages back and forth with Dabi. Her blonde hair was in knots, and she noticed, was growing past her shoulders.

It was only one past 12am.

She swung her bare feet in the air behind her, twirling a lock of hair around her finger, waiting for Dabi's reply. It would seem this spot her phone managed to receive a signal; it was still painfully slow and unbearable.

There was a knock on the door and she froze.

The sound of rushing water became more apparent now that she came back into reality. There was another knock and a muted voice on the other side. The door came open and Chrono was standing in the doorway dressed in his usual white robe and plague mask.

His eyes immediately saw Stardust wrapped in the sheets of the large basic bed. "What are you doing in here!" he shouted, slamming the door behind him. Miya blinked. The fact that she was IN Overhaul's bed was a surreal sight. Did she kill him? Where is Overhaul?

"What does it look like?" Miya chuckled, nervously.

"You shouldn't be in here!" Chrono noted the rushing water coming from the bathroom.

"But I am."

"You have to get out!"

"Why do you think Chisaki summoned me to his living quarters? What do you think happened after you escorted me here and left?"

Chrono was stunned to silence. Although his face wasn't visible behind the plague mask, Miya could imagine his mouth was wide, and his eyes unblinking; all in shock.

The SECOND Overhaul was finished he was nice enough to give Miya the tissue box, or rather threw it, told her to clean the mess he left on her stomach because she was filthy (says the one who broke out in hives.) and took himself into the bathroom and turned on the water without wasting a second.

(That's just his OCD.)

(Dabi would have left me in a mess.)

"He's been washing himself for an hour now." Miya motioned to the bathroom, across the pristine apartment, filled with basic furniture, bare grey cement walls, and no house decorations. Not even the bed had a bedhead.

"You... you're in...?"

Miya ignored Dabi's message, and sat upright, allowing her exposed chest to be seen. Of all the scars on her body, her right arm seemed out of place. She could feel Chrono's eyes on her. "Yeah." she replied. "I don't know how or why, but I succeeded." she chuckled. "Don't tell him I said this but, I've never been with someone who kept their gloves - and mask on the entire time, and never let me move, and still did a... somewhat... okay job." she laughed harder and fell back into the pillows stretching her arms above her head. "I'm surprised he lasted as long as he did. It was still quick though."