Akiyo sighed,sitting on his desk. "Are you sure you don't want to do a mission ?" Akahana asked. Akiyo nodded. "I'm not in the mood." He sighed. Akahana pouted. "Fine."
Akiyo leaned against the chair,looking up at the ceiling. He was still bothered. Not just with how he should explain,but also with his feelings.
He knew he already loved her. He never meant to fall in love with her. But that rule… He disobeyed it. He didn't want to care,but what if he fails to send her back safely in the real world ? What if… The time comes where he has to choose between Akahana's life and his own ? "No… I don't care…" Akiyo thought on his own.
"I'd choose her life. I'll send her back safely…" He glanced down at his hand,making a fist.
"However risky or deadly it is."
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Akahana was walking in the hallways,holding her books. It was lunch time,and Akiyo was in the classroom,reading as usual.
She sighed,going to her locker. She opened it and placed her books inside. She was about to close it when a photo paper fell out. She blinked,picking it up.
It was a picture of Akiyo while he was sleeping. Yep,she stole one. Akahana smiled,taking it and closing her locker. She was about to lock it when…
Her eyes went wide as a handkerchief covered her mouth and nose. She gagged and tried to struggle away from the person's hold. But it didn't budge. Soon,the drug in the handkerchief took effect,making her lose her consciousness and fall limp on the person. The picture of Akiyo slipped from her hand and fell to the ground,then the person picked her up and simply made his escape.
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"The bell rang already… Where is she ?" Akiyo stood up,looking around. He decided to go outside and look for her himself.
"Hmm… She said she's going to her locker…" He scratched his head,then went to the lockers.
What startled him was the view. One door of the lockers were open,and there,a picture of him and Akahana was pasted. Akiyo's eyebrows furrowed. It was a sure thing that Akahana won't leave her locker open,so he went over.
It really was Akahana's locker. Their picture was designed with flowers made from colored papers. Her locker had her books in it,but it wasn't as arranged as he knew Akahana would put it.
He was having a bad feeling about this. He looked around,and saw a photo paper on the ground. It was the picture of him asleep on the couch,so he took it. "Huh…" He mumbled. He noticed weird carvings from it,so he flipped it around.
"I have your meister. Tell this to the other's,she's dead. Go alone. Meet me in that abandoned house in the Death Street."
Akiyo's eyes went wide. Anger rushed through him,as his mind started thinking of what her state is at this moment. It was 30 minutes ago when Akahana left,so he's pretty sure that she's now tied up to a chair or a pole.
"Tch… Who did this…" He thought. He looked at the photo paper once again,and fists started forming. It crumpled the picture slightly,Akiyo gritting his teeth.
"Andrei…"
