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AS her knuckles tapped the door of five hargreeves' bedroom, the door slowly creaked open. rose wanders into the room, "five?" she calls out but there's no response. she immediately notices the open bedroom window, the curtains flowing with the chilly breeze. "shit" she mutters as she looks out the window to see five walking down the alleyway.
rose maneuvers her way down the ladder leading from his window to the dark alley. she jumps down once reaching the end, rushing to the end of the alleyway, spotting five turn the corner down the street. she pulls her hood up, following his trail.
she watches as five walks towards the gimble brothers, a department store in the heart of the city. "what the hell are you doing five?" she whispers to herself. rose runs to the side of the store, observing as he teleports into the store. she sighs, cursing to herself for not staying at home. 'what the fuck were you thinking? he's a grown ass man, he can go where he wants' she thinks to herself, pushing her hood back and letting the rain pelt on her head. she walks towards the front doors, taking a quick glance at the boy who was shining a flashlight around the store.
as curiosity got the better of her, she looks around the outside of the store, pausing when she notices a slightly opened window. she runs towards it, pushing it open just enough for her to crawl through it. she enters in the staff bathroom, the smell of bleach burning her nostrils. rose walks towards the door, slowly opening it just enough to see five talking to a mannequin.
"i've missed you... obviously. well, i... it's been a rough couple of days. but i've come to say goodbye, my love." five sighs, rose watches closely in confusion. "i have loved you for so many years, but it's time to let go. i'm sorry to say it, but i love someone else." rose feels her heart sink at the comment, tempting to close the door and cry. "i love rosie. yes rose my sister, but we're adopted and we're not related so don't think like that. i know you're angry but we've had our time and i want to spend the rest of my seven days of life with her." rose's heart had risen from the pit of her stomach and was now in ears, thumping heavily. a rosy blush overcame her cheeks, accompanying her large grin. "what i love about her? well, so many things. she's smart, she's beautiful and she's strong even though she's been through so much. she cares. she cares about me and our brothers and sisters." a small grin had now grown on five's face too, as well as a few tears, which were quick to be wiped away. "i'll miss you delor-, no!" five screams followed by a large boom and several gunshots.
five runs behind a clothing rack as rose slowly opens the rest of the door noticing two figures wearing masks and carrying large guns. rose ducks down, running towards five's position. "oh, shit! it's them." he whispers to himself as rose ducks down next to him "oh, shit indeed" rose whispers, five turning around quickly, almost punching rose in the face. "what the fuck are you doing here?" he asks anger in his voice, "shut up and just let me help you" he sighs as he runs down the aisle, rose following hot on his heels.
five reaches out his hand as rose takes it, teleporting them to the opposite end of the store, bullets following them with every step. "you see that?" one of the figures asks the other, stopping their gunfire for a second "you said he was special. so now what?" the other questions "you start over there, i'll go to the other end. meet in the middle. shoot anything that moves."
the lights from their guns alert rose and five as to where they were positioned, rose peering over the counter they were hiding under. five grabs a small shovel, rose following his actions by grabbing a pair of gardening trimmers, usually used for shaping hedges, but in this instance for shaping a wound into someone. rose signals that she was going to go the other way with hand gestures, five nodding in response, teleporting away somewhere else.
rose runs around to one figure seen towering over the clothing racks. she takes a sharp inhale before running towards the unsuspecting assassin who had his back to her, stabbing him in the leg with the trimmers. the man falls down with a crash and a grunt, dropping his gun in the process. meanwhile, on the other side of the store, five was slicing a different masked assassin with his weapon of choice.
the newly stabbed man in a mask sits up, reaching for his gun but was unsuccessful, rose already grabbing it and throwing the ammo and gun across separate ends of the store. after sticking the middle finger up at the man, rose quickly runs towards five who was dodging bullets left and right. rose meets five at the end of an aisle, quickly grabbing his sweaty hand and dragging him to the bathroom where she had earlier broken into.
the sound of sirens alerted the assassin's attention to the front doors as rose and five opened the door hastily, sneaking in and shutting the door, not leaving a trace. before they could catch their breath they lift themselves out of the window, running away into the night.
"five, please" rose pleads as he stomps up the stairs of the umbrella academy, rose following behind him. allison and luther walk past, watching the pair walk up the stairs, pausing when seeing the looks on their faces.
five reaches the top of the staircase whilst rose stays a few steps below him. "five? rose?" allison questions looking at the two separately. "what the hell happened to you two?" she continues, noticing the blood on both of them. "are you ok? can we help?" luther asks, moving his hand towards five's bloodied arm. five grabs his hand before he could touch it unflinchingly. "there's nothing you can do. there's nothing any of you can do." five whispers, looking towards a saddened rose. he lets go of luthers arm, walking away to his bedroom. luther and allison begin to follow him, "don't. let him be alone. i learnt that the hard way." rose warns the two, walking herself to her own bedroom. for the first time in a while, rose did not say goodnight to five while he was under the same roof, rather heading straight to her bed, trying to comprehend what had just happened.
