K: Chains

Chapter 3

Days have passed since Saruhiko's sudden visit in (Y/N)'s cell. She started eating the food they gave her, as she recovered faster then expected.

Her skin started regaining it's usual color, her body felt stronger as she now could move the chains with ease.

But that only brought her to another depression about the life she lived in, the life she had to suffer from now on.

She looked around, feeling the wave of boredom that crawled under her skin.

It was so annoying.

(Y/N) glanced over where the cell door should be, catching the shadows of a few of the guards outside.

Her feet slowly touched the cold and hard ground, as she slowly walked towards there, knocking lightly, catching mosly everyone's attention.

"What is it?" One of them asked.

She opened her mouth, trying to sound as happy as she could duo to the fact that one of those guards had decided to speak with her and not leave her be, but nothing came out.

No sound.

It felt like she was talking, the vibration on her voice in her throat almost tickling her, but it was all in her imagination.

Suddenly, the urge of walking around somewhere else, different that this cell, felt...

Incorrectly...

"Nothing, never mind. I'm sorry for bothering you." She quickly mumbled, walking back towards the place that had the name of a 'bed' although it seriously did not look like.

When (Y/N) first came here, she felt like this was something that she shouldn't care off. After all, she could get used to it. But now as she regaiend her strenght and mind, she noticed how painly it was to sleep on this imitation of a 'bed'.

She tried to rest on it, but no success. She started to roll around from the arching pain in her back.

"Could this day get any better than this?!" She crashed her head in the wall behind her, trying to think of a way that she could get some sleep on this uncomfortable bed.

'Believe me, it can get. My precious, precious (Y/N).'

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Fushimi walked into the room, greeted by most of his colleagues. Few of them were missing.

Saruhiko sat on the chair, resting his head back. He did not get enough sleep last night, and he was slightly tired.

"Fushimi-kun, are you okay?" Hidaka asked him, worried expression covering his face.

"Tsch. I think so." Fushimi replied, watching his PDA.

"Is it about the girl?" Benzai looked at him with concern. Fushimi knew for which girl he meant, so he nodded, not giving any more reasons to speak as he closed his eyes, resting a bit.

"She is recovering, by the way." Benzai quickly added, leaving the room.

Fushimi sighed, not bothering to open his eyes.

"Fushimi-kun, will you please check on (Y/N)? These days she has been very quiet." Munakata said as he entered the room, together with his right hand, Seri Awashima.

Fushimi groaned, the only thing he wanted was some rest.

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(Y/N) sung the lyrics of her favorite song, watching through the small window she had in the cell.

"The Captain said I should check up on you. Things are quite quiet here. May I know why?" He asked.

Just when she needed someone...

"Ah. Well, I don't want to cause any trouble. And yeah. I eat the food, I try to be as silent as the night. Stuff like that." (Y/N) bragged, sheepish smile covering her face.

"Now can you explain me what happened then?" He yawned, pressing his back against the cold wall.

"Seems like I'm not the only person who can't sleep, heh." She completely ignored his question.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"Have you tried to sleep on this? It's so uncomfortable! My back is screaming in pain. Plus I didn't get my proper sleep these days."

"I'm sorry." He mumbled, making (Y/N)'s (e/c) orbs widen.

From the days he came here, she could manage to make up a note for him.

He wasn't that friendly, he always took things in the lazy way. He always looked like he was bored. If not that, then he was completely emotionless.

"What happened to you?" She suddenly asked him, staring into his blue orbs.
"What do you mean?"

"You always look emotionless, never showing kindness. The reason why you are in this state is?"

She did not know she crossed the line of his patience as he hit the wall near her, his face now showing anger.

"I won't talk about that. Especially to someone like you." He said, more like hissed, refusing to look at her shocked eyes.

He left the room without any other words, leaving her there, guilty for the line she had crossed.

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Fushimi pouted, walking around the corridors of Scepter 4, memories flashing inside his head.

"That's so awesome, Mikoto-san!"

"That idiot still belives in him... After what we went through... Why did she had to remind me of him..." Fushimi closed the curtain of his room, trying to shook the thoughts away as the darkness of the room embraced him in the sleep he needed.