Chapter 3

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Mrs Aizawa slowly bows as the blonde rushes off to school, Hina close behind. Suddenly her eyes widen as she realised she left the small Ray off sunshine unattended inside, swiftly she turns on her heels and rushes inside. Flicking off her shoes as she stumbles "Takemichi" she calls while regaining her composure as she sprints- sorry speed walks towards the silent classroom the small child occupies during the day.

Sliding across the floor just a little, she manages to grab the doorframe and stop herself. "Takemichi" she calls once again, praying the room was a mess already but what she saw shocked her. Sitting down on one of the small coloured chairs, resting one small elbow on a matching table was Takemichi, a small coloured crayon in the other hand as she slowly turns her happy face towards her teacher.

"Yes Mrs Aizawa?" She tilts her head, the women sighs in relief "oh it's nothing dear, just wanted to see what you were doing" she slowly walks over and squats down beside the black haired beauty "haha I'm drawing a picture for Grandpa, we are gonna go visit Mama and papa's grave soon" she smiles not knowing the pain all her siblings went through at the lose off their parents. The women stares at the small child before she forces a smile "well isn't that amazing huh" she ruffles Takemichi's hair before standing "right, stay here and play while I go get the breakfast ready" Takemichi hums as a response while Mrs Aizawa leaves the room.

Minutes go bye and yet no kids show up. Takemichi slowly leaves the table before heading out the room "Mrs Aizawa?" She calls out into the empty hallway "in the kitchen hunny" a sweet voice calls out, a smile forms on the small child's face as she grabs her dress and begins to run towards the kitchen where the voice once came from mere seconds ago. Running into the kitchen Takemichi sees Mrs Aizawa dancing around like a dancer "Mrs Aizawa, your like a dancer" she giggles "haha why thank you Little Miss, know what was it you needed?" She stops and turns to the small child.

Takemichi's smile slowly fades "Mrs Aizawa.....where is everyone else? Normally they are here by know" the women despite the small child's question is also confused, she sighs before kneeling down "I don't know buddy but hey, why don't you go grab that drawing you made and show me hmm, I can wrap it up for you" and with that a smile frames that small angelic face once again. "Mhm" and so Takemichi turns on her heels and skips out the room and back down the hall towards the know empty classroom she came out off mere moments ago, only this time she pauses at the door as something caught her eye.

Slowly Takemichi turns her body to face the main door, standing before her at the door was a women, a women who looked like she was in pain. She takes a step forward "excuse me miss....are you ok?" She asks but doesn't get an answer, she takes another step "Miss....are you hurt? You like your in pain" yet another step. She keeps going until she's right in front off the door, nearly nose to nose with the women. Know Mrs Aizawa is curious what's taking Takemichi so long, so on instinct she peaks her head out the kitchen window only to see the small child tip toting trying to reach the handle and lock on the door.

Her eyes widen way before her body started moving "TAKEMICHI FREEZE" she yells as she bolts out the door and down the hallway towards the small, scared child. Takemichi turns towards her teacher as soon as she gets there and is welcomed by the women's chest while being scooped up into the air "ahh uh Mrs Aizawa?" The small child is confused as she teacher steps away from the door, clutching the small child "who are you? State your name" she questions the women only to receive moans and groans. Mrs Aizawa backs up once again as she hears a male like voice screaming across the road.

Her eyes widen as she watches the man be tackled to the ground by multiple people looking exactly like the women at the door, her breath starts to catch in her throat. Takemichi being the gentle soul she is starts to wonder what is bother her teacher so her head starts to turn only to be turned back towards her teachers chest "no Takemichi, don't look...." "But Mrs Aizawa... if someone is hurt should we not help them?" Her teacher slowly backs away from the glass door, never moving her eyes from the women or well what she assumes to be a women.

When she gets close enough to the staff room witch just so happens to be opposite the kitchen and one off the furthest rooms in the building she quickly spins inside and closes the door with a quick huff. "Mrs Aizawa...y-your kinda hurting me" her eyes widen "oh I'm so sorry little miss, I was just..." she loosens her grip before completely putting the small child down, she sighs "Takemichi, hunny why don't you go sit on that nice looking couch while I umm quickly do something" the small child nods before walking over to the couch and pulls herself up.

Mrs Aizawa quickly walks over to her bag and rummages through it until she finds her phone, turning it on she quickly rummages through all her apps before finally finding the one she desires, opening it the news quickly turns on and a frantic female voice appears -

"Warning it appears a deadly disease is spreading around Shibuya-" she women falls quite as well as the rest off the studio before she speaks once again but more frantic "PLEASE, WHATEVER YOU DO, DO NOT GO OUTSIDE" she stands quickly "AND BE QUITE, DONT MAKE A SOU-" the image cuts off as screaming from people behind the camera starts before her phone shuts off completely. This leaves Mrs Aizawa in complete shock and fear, no moment, no sound, no nothing.

She was lost in her own mind for what seemed like ages before the sound off something moving snapped her back, darting her eyes she finally realised. She had Takemichi. Nothing else mattered.

All her mind could think about in that moment was Takemichi and nothing else. How could she keep Takemichi alive? Fed? And safe. How could she get her home and to her family, if they are even still alive. All these problems but she will face them head on, for Takemichi.

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