Marionette

Skies, Chapter Forty Eight - Ansoku no toki [安息の時]

Relief, like none other was Amaya's best friend when she'd eventually wandered home that evening.

It felt like Amaya would finally be able to sort those other loose ends out, now that there was room in her life for the freedom of thought - A resolution to Yuta's disposition towards her, her training with Shigure, and that prodding in school books and exam papers about controversial experimentation.

With the resolution of many things that had been weighing heavily on Amaya's mind for longer than she was happy with, it appeared that with all that stress gone, she was going to sleep her whole weekend away.

She'd passed out as soon as she'd cooked dinner for herself and Reiko and had a shower.

When morning came, the first to greet her wasn't her alarm-clock set for her usual 4.30am.

She wasn't roused from the depths of slumber by a possible phone call, nor was it the sounds of Reiko calling her, either.

She was entirely dead to the world after the past week.

Instead, consciousness came in the most startling of events, to the point where her heart almost jumped up into her throat.

It was the most unpleasant of sensations in the most sickening ways, and the moment it hit her, she threw herself upright with a jolt and a startled gasp escaping her.

She found that she wasn't in her room like she'd been expected, instead on one of the couches in her living room, and it was easily the daylight hours.

What had so rudely awoken her out of her much-needed rest was what she immediately recognized to be a whole liter of yogurt dropped over her chest, with what she could immediately recognize to be a few raw eggs lightly mixed in to give it a slimier, more disgusting texture.

'Good morning, Amaya.' Came the familiar voice belonging to Karma, causing Amaya to flinch.

Hesitantly, she turned her head to look over her shoulder at the redhead who'd obviously woken her up, to find that he was standing over her, an innocent smile across his face, and an empty tub that used to contain yogurt in one hand.

'What the--'

'Mind explaining what happened to the door?' Karma cut Amaya's attempt at questioning short.

The door?

Oh, right... she changed the locks of the apartment.

He must have tried to wander in like he usually did and found the key he had didn't work anymore, which would explain the particularly mean method he chose to wake her up with.

Reiko must have let him in, because the building manager wouldn't have opened the apartment for him.

'Did you attack me with that stuff just to ask me that?' She questioned with a sigh, her gaze falling back down to the dripping mess that was about to start pooling in her lap.

That was gross.

Why couldn't he have just gone with just a raw egg or something else, instead?

This was excessive...

'Heh? What gave it away?' He remarked innocently enough.

She huffed slightly as she wiped the flecks of yogurt from the side of her face, contemplating how she was going to get to the bathroom without dripping it all over the floor on the way there.

'You didn't have to put it that way ...' She muttered as she picked herself up, leaving the evil redhead alone to get herself cleaned up.

Throughout her motions, Amaya found herself drifting further and further into thought.