A lil Damianya fanfic

꧁Too much to ask?꧂

Before I begin, could we pls take a moment to appreciate how cute this fan art is? Like i am in love with it! Also sry for the delay in last weeks chapter, i was sick and my lazy self couldn't get up to write a chapter. This chapter will mostly revolve around Damian and Becky's thoughts, no Anya's thinking or talking. Ok, hope u enjoy!

✰♡︎Damian's POV:♡︎✰

I am not worried. Not at all. It has definitely not been five days since i have seen Anya and i am most certainly not having a mental breakdown, right now, in my dorm. To be honest though, everything seems duller without that shortie here. Classes feel like never ending loops, the lunch breaks are silent and the weather is more grey. I guess i am not the only one who has picked up Anya's consecutive absence, Blackbell looks as if she hasn't slept in days and although we shouldn't worry too much about this, unwanted thoughts have been slipping into my mind. What happens if the scientists found her? Could she be in danger? What if she is missing? It doesn't help that i can't get ahold of her parents either. All the calls have just ended up going to voicemail. Blackbell told me she went to the forger's house but no one answered the door. Recapping all this just makes it feel worse. I hear a knock on the door, I prepare myself for a fan girl asking me to sign something. Instead I see Blackbell barge into my dorm, breaking the door in the process.

"Ever heard of door knobs Blackbell? First you throw a knife at my door and now you punch a hole through it. What is next? You eat the door?"

I expect a sharp and savage roast but instead i am given a slap across the face. I look at her in shock as i am met with teary eyes.

"You spoiled brat! Anya has been missing for so long and we haven't got a clue about where she is or who she is with! I don't understand how you are not spending your every moment searching for her. Is it too much to ask just for you to throw your pride away just for ONE FUCKING DAY?!"

I don't know what to respond with, of course i have been worried but seeing the usually calm and collected Blackbell start crying because of Anya's absence proves my instincts correct. Standing up, i motion for her to call a car.

"Let's find Anya."

꧁Time skip꧂

🜲☆彡Becky's POV:☆彡🜲

Something is not right at all. Desmond agreed in helping me send out a search party for Anya and while my driver was driving me to the forger's house i gave Ivy-San a call:

Calling... Calling... Calling... BEEP!

Ivy: Hello, Ivy-San speaking.

Becky: HELLO IVY-SAN! Have you seen Anya-Chan recently?

Ivy: So sorry Becky-Chan but the last time i saw her was five days ago. I have been trying to get ahold of the Forgers for a while but all my calls went straight to voicemail.

Becky: Anya has not been attending school recently, nor have been texting me or giving me her daily calls.

Ivy: Don't worry, I already got The Garden and WISE on the case. Not much is known yet but i need you to stay strong for me ok?

Becky: Ok, thank you Ivy-San.

Call ended

How was the quality of the call? Please rate it out of five stars. ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ (I just had to put that in.)

This is horrible. What case is so big that they need both WISE and The Garden to solve and yet it is still not solved? The limousine stops outside the forger's house and i see Desmond waiting. We walk up the flights of stairs and soon we are face to face with the door to Anya's home. Before i could even think about kicking a hole in the door, Desmond whips out a bobbie pin and hacks open the door. The place gives off an eerie vibe. There are half finished wine bottles on the table and a wide open fridge. Bond's food looks half eaten and there is a nearly finished drawing that Anya probably drew. I can barely make out what she was trying to draw but the longer i look at it the more different it becomes. I soon come to the conclusion of messy mix of numbers scribbled on a piece of paper. I show it to Desmond and he quickly snatches it from my hand and shoves it in his pocket. Weird. We search around the house to find clues that WISE or The Garden might have missed but i guess there was nothing. Dull and sort of depressed, I called my driver to pick me up. All i want right now is to see my bestie and to know that she is ok. Is it really too much to ask?

Hiiiiiiii! Here is another chapter, sorry for no Damianya in this one but i needed something to set a plot in the Fanfic. Pls understand that i will try my best to add more Damianya, just it will be in future chapters. I hope you enjoyed! Stay happy and safe! (890 words!)

Love,

Kiiimchiii