Traitor (Renji Yomo x Reader) [Continued in a second book!]

Ready, Set

The night went by in a fly. Koutarou ended up changing our position to a completely laying one and even turned on our alarm clock. I barely noticed that, just kept sleeping on him. However, I had no idea that I ended up sleeping on his chest and therefore forcing him to sleep on his back. He said he didn't mind, though. And it certainly was very comfortable. The sound of the alarm clock was far from pleasant, though. In this life, I would never be a morning person.

We spent the morning getting ready. Not only did we shower - not together - we built each other up, shared some last words of advice that came to our mind, went through our tactic and how we'd both proceed after splitting. We didn't want everyone to constantly see us hug for the sake of rumors. I already felt sick facing so many people at the meetup, I didn't need them to whisper about my relationship with Koutarou. Besides that, it was a lot nicer to speak to him in privacy. It was a lot more comforting this way.

Before we finally headed off, he gave me a moment to say, a hopefully temporary, goodbye to Ryuu's remains. Unfortunately, I couldn't bury him and perhaps never would be able to. All possible areas were long locked off as security measurement. So for now, Ryuu's remains would stay right where they were. And I was silently hoping that I could come back and bury him eventually. It felt bad leaving my child behind but.. It's not like he was alive and I was leaving him for good. Ryuu was dead and he'd always be with me in spirit. Just as much as Auria and my unborn child. They were a part of me. And thanks to Koutarou's gift, they'd definitely always be with me. Nonetheless, I folded two of the photos of my little, now inexistent, family and shoved them into my pants pockets. Nobody knew if we'd come back here. Everyone was hoping but there were so many possible outcomes, hoping was all we could do - it wasn't certain that we'd return here. So I took the photos to always remember what I had. It was a shame I had none of Koutarou and me.

Once I was done collecting my thoughts, we started heading towards the meetup place. Every group would meet and once everyone's there, Koutarou and I would start heading off. The closer we got to it, the more nervous I felt. Until then, I had managed to suppress thoughts about Renji or Itori and this entire raid in general. My worries were almost washed away until I saw the crowd of people. I even forgot that I wanted to speak to Renji.

Seeing all these people made me realize just how many lives depended on this raid and how Koutarou and I would perform. If we wouldn't do our job well enough, a lot of people could get hurt. We just had to do good and try our best to grab all possible attention.

"This is.. Creepy" I whispered so only Koutarou could potentially hear it.

"Does the crowd scare you?" he asked, glancing down at me as we walked beside each other.

Unable to say it as my anxiety returned, I just nodded. Although we usually refrained from any display of platonic affection, he carefully reached out for my hand and squeezed it softly for a few moments before letting go again. That was his way of showing support and letting me know I wasn't alone.

The closer we got, the more people noticed us. Heads were turning. They were judging us from afar. While I didn't actually hear it, I could imagine that they were running their mouth about us and our job in this. Perhaps even my appearance.. And my somehow still majorly bloated stomach. Some had never witnessed my power, they didn't know that I could - if I wanted to - break all their bones without even looking at them, so they thought I was weak. If it hadn't been for all the convincing Koutarou did, I would believe that, too. But I was.. Semi-strong, not even nearly as weak as I thought I was. I just had to use my power properly. Those that knew about my powers were a bit frightened - those were mainly people that harassed me anyhow.