The Red Thread of Fate

Chapter 8: Unusual Inmates

I stared at the warden and noticed her fidgeting, her whole face was turning red. She seems very nervous about the meeting. Wow..She must really like him...

A few seconds later, a knock at the door was heard. "Come-" I looked at the warden as my eyes widened a bit. Did...did her voice just crack? She cleared her throat and repeated herself. Her voice returning to normal. "Come in." The doors opened up and we see Hajime stepping into the room. I caught him staring at me, and I wanted to match his gaze but I quickly turned away.  I couldn't stand looking at him like this.

"Excuse me, ma'am. The files I brought a summary of each of the four inmates of cell 13 as per our discussion." Hajime said as he held up the papers. "V-very good." I watched Hajime walk over to the warden, giving her the flies he mentioned. "I put an outline together as well, ma'am." She replied with a thank you. He then passed it to her and I saw their fingers touch causing them both to drop the papers. 

Looking at the warden's eyes I can tell she was having a mental break down. They both tried picking it up causing them to touch again. Her mental break down was just getting worse and worse. She...really likes Hajime. Something in me hurt but I shook my head, trying to compose myself and forget about it. Seeing how this was getting highly unprofessional, I took out my staff and I walked up to Hajime. Spinning my staff, I then hit him hard on the stomach. "DAMN YOU!!" Stupid fated. STUPID FATED!! Hajime fell to the floor clutching onto his stomach.

"How dare you touch the warden's fingers! Especially after that rude display you put on last time you were here! And don't think I miss you dropping those files on her desk, so as to force her to pick them up, you cretan! Now apologise for your insolent deed!"

I looked at Hajime sitting up on his knees, trying to get up. That's what you get jerk. "I beg for your forgiveness warden. I meant no offense." I held onto my staff. Feeling rather smug that I was able to bring this beast of a man down to his knees. "Take that, you hulking gorilla. Hahaha-!" Hajime then suddenly grabbed me, placed me in a headlock and started rubbing his fist against my head ruffly as he glared at me. "It would seem you're ready to die, monkey"

I yelled in pain and soon he finally let go of me. I sat on the ground holding my head as I glared up at him. He cleared his throat. "In these files, I've detailed the present behaviours of each inmate." I looked up at the wardens desk and watched her read the files. She had this unimpressed expression on her face as she put the files down like they didn't matter. "Hardly worth discussion...what concerns me is their history." She said.

I got up, feeling that I having two bumps on my head, and I grabbed a few of the files, reading it over. "Wow, Hajime, these are pretty comprehensive." The warden then gave me a concerned look, most likely eyeing the bumps on my head. "I think you should consider a trip to the infirmary, Samon." She said to me. I shook my head and placed the files down. "There's no need."

I looked at Hajime and crossed my arms. "Anyway, can you tell us why these convicts aren't trying to break out of here like they did from every other prison?" Hajime looked happy and was totally at ease. "I can't say though they have indicated that they are comfortable here." I looked back at the warden who picked up another paper.

"None of these documents make any reference to prisoners prior escape attempts. Why might that be...?" Hajime showed us another set of files and said, "I do have that information. But I'd hoped to explain them in a more intimate setting." I looked at him confused. "Intimate...?" He turned his back to us as he continued on. "Some of these details are the more delicate nature. Exceptionally difficult to put on paper." A sweat drop appeared on my head as I asked him. "What kind of details are they...?"