Purple - Yata Misaki Love Story

Part 32

The next day wasn't going to be pretty, we all knew that, and as the Blue's started filing in and lining up against us I knew it was going to be war.
"You ready, Yuri? Sure you can do this?"
I glanced at Erik, before looking back at the people I used to work with in their familiar blue shaded uniforms. I could remember the words they said and the way it made me feel perfectly.
The way the talked down to me, avoided me.
The way they put me on house arrest that one week, a tracker on my ankle.
The way they made me fear them, and what they would do to me if I disobeyed.
Even if Munakata saved my family, his clan treated me like I was garbage.
"Are you kidding? I've been ready to bitch slap these fuckers into hell for months." I growled.
"That's what I'm talkin' about!" Shōhei cheered.
"No blood!" They all began, stomping their feet.
I grinned, joining them, "No bone! No ash! No blood! No bone! No ash!"
We'll burn them all till theirs nothing left, a fire that burns brighter and stronger than any other.
I lurched forward with the others, a lot of the other Homra members held their own weapons, but if I were to have a weapon it'd be my sword from Sceptre 4 - which I didn't have anymore.
Even despite that, I could handle my own without a weapon, especially with my aura despite how it's a little hard to control.
It's definitely a good time to forget the painful truth of what's really going down today and show off to everyone instead.