The Knights Himura

#24: Singalong Junk

Tsukiko awoke to the sound of pounding on her door. She stumbled into her clothes and to the front door. Fumiko stayed in bed, letting herself sink back into sleep.

Haruka stood at the door. She demanded that Tsuki and Fumiko follow her somewhere. Tsukiko hardly ever listened to her sister's orders, and Fumiko felt that she had no reason to.

This time was different. Haruka looked serious, for once in her life. She wasn't smiling, but begging. Tsuki didn't see this as something playful, but something desperate.

With no real explanation, she led the two younger girls through the city on a long, winding journey. No matter how many times they begged Haruka for an answer, she only replied with silence and a blank stare.

After a decent trek, they arrived in a nice looking neighborhood. Haruka led them to the worst looking house out of the bunch.

The paint on the walls seemed to be peeling off the walls. Out front there was dry grass and dead plants.

The metal on the fencing and doorknob had rusted down through years of neglect. The windows looking into the house were covered by dark, black curtains.

The group stood just in front of the house. It looked almost abandoned. None of them knew what to do. Rather suddenly, Haruka ran up to the entrance.

"Open up in there!" Haruka's hand slammed against the house's front door over and over.

Tsukiko stood right behind her. "Hey, I don't know if this is a good idea or not."

"I know you're in there!" Haru shouted as she stopped to press her ear against the door.

"C'mon, let's go. Why're we even here in the first place?" Fumi complained, leaning from side to side to ease her aching feet.

"We can't give up yet." Haruka pounded harder. "Open up, you fuck!"

"You really wanna risk a noise complaint? Seriously, forget about it for now." Fumi approached Haru and grabbed her hand.

Haruka started slamming the door with her other fist. "The lights are on, Fumi. Can't you see!"

"Maybe they died in there." Fumi joked.

"Oh shit, you're right." Haruka started panicking, tugging on the door knob.

Tsuki grabbed Fumiko by the shoulder and pulled her away. "Might as well wait."

"Help me tear this door down, Tsuki." Haruka turned back.

"Uhh, no thanks." Tsuki turned away.

"Help me, Tsukiko!" Haruka spoke with a menacing tone.

Tsuki rolled her eyes and approached the door. "Fine."

"On one, slam into the door, ready?" Haru pressed her shoulder against the door.

"My shoulder's gonna feel this tomorrow." Tsuki complained as she agreed to help.

"One... Two... Three!"

They both leaned back, and slammed into the door with some force.

"Shit, it didn't work, Haru." Tsuki winced in pain.

"Fuck off!" Haru shouted at her sister.

"Why don't you kick it?" Tsuki suggested.

Haruka backed up a bit, before running at the door full speed and putting all her energy into one kick. Her boot bounced off, making no real impact.

"Oww, goddamnit!" Haruka grabbed her foot in pain, before falling to the ground.

"Was it really that bad?" Fumi scratched her head.