Wisteria

12

"I mean sure," Sumire sips on her tea slowly as Kocho stabs needles into her arms to get some blood. "You're stabbing kinda aggressive though."

Kocho huffs, "that's because you have thick skin, Sankocho."

The girl nods and watches her try again, before sighing and putting her cup down.

"I'll just cut my arm yeah? Have you got like a tray to catch it in?" Sumire looks around for one. "Sorry I got turned into a demon, for the hundredth time."

"No ones asking you to apologise, you aren't even a demon yet. You're half-demon." Kocho presses the tray to the girls arm and waits for her.

"Because that is so much better." Sumire runs her nail down her arm, letting the red liquid run free.

"Look on the bright side," Kocho mumbles, after watching her arm dew itself back together. "We could have killed you."

She smiles and turns away, walking off with the tray. Sumire rolls her eyes and downs her tea, somehow still being able to enjoy human foods. She puts the cup down and sits up, not even dizzy from the loos of blood.

'Perks of being a demon.' She muses to herself, stretching her arms above her head. She notices a Kinoe dodge her as she exit, sliding against the wall to avoid her. Though no one was supposed to know, it would seem there was a slip up somewhere, because everyone seems to hate Sumire.

She rolls her eyes and carries on, just wanting to get home. The sun irritates her a little, but she can get over it, just slap on a bit of sunscreen. She sticks to the shaded area's close to the buildings, hoping to avoid contact with the wounded.

She hasn't had any urges to eat anyone yet, but she doesn't want to push her chances.

'How did I regenerate without eating? Is it just my od blood.' She frowns, bringing her hand to her chin. 'Maybe I should find that boy with the sister, give Urodaki-sensei a visit?'

She turns the corner and takes the back entrance to the Mist estate to avoid the heat. Sumire frowns a little, summer is her favourite season, and now she has to sit it out from the shade.

'Bastards.' She frowns and enters the house, taking off her haori and hanging it up against the apron stand.

She knows Tokito isn't home, they have a Hashira meeting to make up from the one, she so rudely interrupted the day before. She flops onto the couch, not knowing what to do.

'I can't go on missions, I can't leave the corps. I can't help with the wounded because none of them trust me. There is literally nothing to do.'

'You can talk to me.'

Kagami's eyes go wide and she sits up. She heard him in the room this time, not in her head, she heard him with her ears.

'You saved me yeah?' Sumire asks quietly.

'I blew the wall out yeah. You did everything else.' The voice says, sounding like it's sitting next to her.

'Are you an actual . . . . thing?' Sumire cringes at her choice of words.

'Pfft, yeah I'm a thing. You just can't see me yet.' It chuckles at her.

'And why can't I see you, Mr. Voice?' Sumire looks to her left as if he is sitting right there.

'Because you don't know who I am yet. When you do, you will see me.'  The atmosphere goes cold again, signalling the voice has disappeared.