Sanctuary (Karma Akabane x OC)

Unwanted Reunion

He had the kind of face that stopped you in your tracks. An almost perfectly symmetrical face with a slender rounded nose and dark grey eyes with flecks of silvery light that locked people in. His chiselled jaw was shaped like an upside triangle; his tousled starless black hair, thick and lustrous like a professional model. Fitted with a lean muscular build, the uninvited visitor had perched himself on a single flip out chair, grinning cunningly as he sipped on the hot drink in his grasp.

Unable to formulate any words, Katsuna could only stand there in the doorway, staring with widened eyes at the man who she'd been running from her entire life.

The calculated serial killer who had taken her mother's life all those years ago.

Uchibashi Rikumi.

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Instincts kick in first; the thread snapping.

Like a defenceless rabbit, Katsuna bolted to the left, running on unprocessed thoughts and survival impulses as she pressed her hand against the side of her futon, expecting the familiar object to grace her touch. Yet, to her horror, she was greeted with only loose fabric; her chances of protection slipping by the second.

The knife was gone.

In a blurred haze, the noise of muffled sniggering sounded from across the room, it's effect causing her stop dead still.

"I have to say, it's almost comical you relied on such a dainty weapon to protect yourself with," Uchibashi ridiculed, the smirk clear in his tone.

Craning her neck back, Katsuna's shaken gaze fell on the glinting knife flipping through the man's fingers.

Her knife.

"What's the harm in a little catch up; after all, I did put a lot of effort into tracking you down."

"So, it was you who's been following me," Katsuna glowered, attempting to think back to the previous instances.

"Wait... you haven't-!"

"Harmed your ohsoprecious friends... no," Uchibashi finished with a bored look, tucking the knife into his waist coat pocket.

"However, depending on how things are carried out, that may have to change in the near future."

"I won't let you..." Katsuna growled like a guard dog, feeling her temper rise at the statement as her classmates smiling faces dipped into view.

"How amusing," he murmured, curling the corner of his lip upwards as his fingers found themselves resting on his chin.

"You really believe you have the strength to stand up against me?"

"I-" the raven head began before stopping herself short as an overwhelming aura of pressure rapidly swarmed her senses.

Instinctively, Katsuna's fingers began clawing at the hand twisted around her neck, the grip tightening with every moment that slipped by. In a blink of an eye, Uchibashi had her firmly pushed up against the wall; a burning empty look dangerously swirling in his unwavering stare. Her external struggle only seemed to encourage the sadist more as he crouched in front of the Katsuna's gasping form without faltering.

"I'm not in the mood for a fight right now," he whispered into her ear, ignoring the girl's aggressive but futile kicks as she attempted to escape him.

"But if you insist, I may just be up for it."

Katsuna spat a sideways glare at the man, drawing blood on his wrists as her nails scratched at the skin for dear life.