On the way to the cell of the escapees I was continuously bombarded with conversation.
Hey beautiful, what's your name?" The blonde one asked.
"Akia Saito. What's yours?"
"Uno, but you can call me the man of your dreams."
"Ok then, in your dreams." He gawked a little then began sulking.
"Hey!" The supervisor called! "Don't talk to them"
"Ok, sir."
My names Nico! Do you like anime?" The green headed one introduced himself.
"Hi, Nico." I smiled, but didn't answer his question. I was unaware of what anime was and I feel that if I were to say no he would give me a really long answer.
"I'm Rock. That one way over there is Jyugo." The one with the purple mohawk introduced, and pointed to the one with black hair.
"Nice to meet you all!" I greeted them.
"Well looks like this our stop." Rock joked.
"Sayōnara. Make sure to behave." I waved them off as the supervisor shoved them in their cell.
Cell 13. I could tell they were trouble makers.
"Make sure to visit us!" They all said simultaneously.
"Come on, rookie." The supervisor instructed me to follow him.
We didn't take long to get to a bright colored door. He opened it and I followed him in. The room not the other side of the door was much like the guard room in my building. I guess I should've guessed that considering the buildings should relatively be the same. Architecture wise. Benches lined the walls. On the opposite wall was another door. He walked over to the door and entered the room. I followed him through it once again. Inside, in the middle of the room was a dark desk. He had a few papers scattered here and there but most of it was in a paper bin.
He must've just cleared his office from all the paper. I know Samon always has tons of paperwork each day. On top of that they still have the same jobs as a regular guard. Keeps them overwhelmed. To think about it, they've been getting even more paper work here recently. Is something coming up? I wonder if I could ask Samon when I get back.
The supervisor sat down behind his desk, motioning for me to bring the paperwork. With a thud I dropped in onto his desk. Sighing in relief, it was like finally being allowed oxygen after being in a glass case. Brings back memories. As soon as he got the papers he began filing through them.
"So, Akia, your a guard here." He said questionably.
"Yes, sir. I finished top of my squad."
He looked up at slightly impressed. "You can stop calling me sir. My name is Hajime Suguroku."
"Ok, Hajime." I replied, testing out his name. He smiled a little bit at me. I smiled back.
"Well, I need be on my way back to my building now." I said happily, turning toward the door. I opened it and exited.
Suddenly, I was surrounded once again by the for inmates of cell 13. They held me by the hands and led me to a bench in the guard room. Uno sat me sideways on his lap, his arms wrapped around my waist. Jyugo sat on the right side of Uno, facing me. Rock sat on the other side of Uno, at my back, looking over to the middle. Nico kneeled in the floor, resting his head in his arms that were placed in my lap.
"So, Akia, are you really a guard here?" Rock piped up from behind me.
I giggled, "Of course I am."
"Your so pretty! You could be in an anime!" Nico excitingly said, making me blush a little bit.
"So where are you from?" Jyugo finally spoke.
"Uh, I'm from South Korea."
"How old are you, you don't look old enough to be a guard?" Jyugo asked again.
"I'm 21, but yes I'm barely old enough to have this job." I explained.
"Do you pl-" Uno started but was soon cut of by a young, blue haired guard.
"Supervisor! Cell 13!" He yelled, not paying any bit of attention to the five people seated in the room.
Hajime barged through the door of his office angrily. He menacingly took a look at the guard, then around the room. Then to us. In a split second he was standing their yelling at the inmates to get back in their cell. He had just got them back in there a few minutes ago.
Not too long after that were we standing outside of the cell waiting for Hajime to put the inmates in.
"Hi, I'm Seitarou Tanabata." The blue haired male held his hand out to me, as we stood outside the cell.
I shook his hand, "Akia Saito."
We smiled at each other before returning our focus to Hajime. He had each of the inmates by the collar, tossing them into the cell before locking it and putting police tape over the door. Satisfied with the results Seitarou left down a corridor.
I guess I need to head back as well.
"Sayonara, Hajime." I began to walk down the hallway before I was stopped.
"Wait, I'll assist you back. You've already missed the train directly back to building five." He said.
"It's fine I can find a way back..." Not really but maybe.
"Your new, I doubt you can. Plus you were held up by my inmates it's only right that I take you back." Hajime reasoned.
Hajime POV
"Good point. Let's go then!" She exclaimed happily. Her voice was like listening to an angel.
We made our way through the building to the monorail station. We boarded a cart that would take us to building four. From there we would be able to walk to building five.
The quickly jumped on the cart and found a seat on a bench. I haven't even known her that long but there's no denying the fact that she's adorable. She acts like a child. It doesn't help that she wears a bunch of colorful butterflies everywhere. Thinking about it she really did resemble a butterfly with all the colors in her hair. Her eyes were accentuated by her long dark lashes and eyeliner. Little dots of color lined the underside of her eyes. Her cheeks were a rose color. Absolutely beautiful.
Akia POV
When the cell 13 inmates crowded around me before I left I was probably as red as a tomato. I won't lie I love attention but I was still extremely flustered. Then Hajime insisted on escorting me back. Not to mention he's very tall and tan. Mature. Not to mention intimidating...
