The next morning came far too soon for Yata. Like the previous morning he was woken up by knocking on his door, only today it wasn't loud and obnoxious. Rikio wasn't the one waking him up this morning, that much was obvious, but if it wasn't Rikio, then who was it? Slowly Yata opened his eyes, only to find himself staring at his ceiling. He must have rolled in the night or something. As he forced himself to a sitting position, the soft knock came again followed by a gentle voice.
"Yata?" It was a girl's voice...that meant.
"Anna?" He asked in a confused tone. Usually she wasn't up this early. "You can come in, you know." The silver haired girl was the one person he wouldn't even think of yelling at in the mornings, no matter how cranky he was. She was their youngest member and was usually around Mikoto, but Yata seemed to be one of her favorites as well. Once she had been approved to come in, the small girl pushed the door open and peeked inside. Her crimson colored eyes scanned around the room before landing on Yata's figure sitting up in the bed. For the most part, she was color blind. The only color she could actually see was red.
"Mikoto told me to come and get you up so we can fix your bandages..." Her tone was very gentle, almost shy sounding. It was rare for her to speak so much. "Are you hurting?"
Yata hated the fact that Anna knew about the injuries he had received yesterday. She must have been downstairs for once when he had been brought back into the bar, meaning she probably saw Tatara's state as well. The last thing he ever wanted to do was cause such a sweet kid any worry, but it seemed that he and Tatara both had. Her sudden presence right beside him caused him to remember that he hadn't answered her question. Was he hurting? He hesitated for a moment before trying to move his arm. Sure enough it was still pretty sore. He hissed in pain, but brushed it off like it was nothing.
"I'm alright Anna. Don't worry about me." He gave the small girl a gentle smile before he finally forced himself to get to his feet. His head wasn't hurting anymore, but the rest of his body still ached. That reminded him, Anna said something about getting his bandages changed. "Why don't you go check on Tatara for me? I can handle changing my own bandages." He placed a hand down on the girl's silver hair and gave her a very gentle smile. He adored her so much. She was like the clan's little sister. He had two younger siblings of his own, but he hadn't seen them in a while. It was better not to get them too involved with Homra or the other clans. He knew his mother wouldn't approve of such things.
"Okay...but Mikoto said he would help you. He's waiting for you in the bathroom." Anna gave him a small smile and carefully hugged his waist before she turned and hurried off. In the end, Yata knew he was going to need help with his injuries, he just didn't want Anna to be the one to help him. He didn't want her to see all the scars on his body either. He knew it would upset her if she saw them. Mikoto on the other hand, had seen them often yet Yata still didn't like the fact that he had. Shaking his head, Yata grabbed a random change of clothes and made his way to the bathroom. Sure enough as soon as he entered, he saw a familiar red head leaning against the wall with a cigarette in his mouth. When he heard someone enter the bathroom, he opened one of his amber colored eyes and straightened up when he saw it had been Yata. The two of them had a brotherly bond, more than the rest of the clan. It had been Mikoto who had found Yata and Fushimi one day and invited them to join Homra. Ever since that day, Yata had always looked up to Mikoto, while Fushimi ended up turning his back on the clan, leaving Yata behind.
"You look like you didn't sleep too well, Yata." Mikoto chuckled softly and motioned for the shorter male to sit himself down. Once Yata moved away from the door, Mikoto shut it so no one else would peek in. As the chestnut haired male sat himself down, the red head opened the cabinet behind the mirror and pulled out the first aid kit.
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Liar (SaruMi)
Fanfiction"Mi-sa-ki..." That voice...that mocking tone. Only one person dared to call him by that name. The very person who betrayed him and caused him to become such an emotional wreck. "You...fucking bastard." The omega growled lowly as he turned around, h...