Questions | Five Hargreeves • The Umbrella Academy •

Ch. 12

Five and Amura stopped by the Academy as they both know where the boy will be going.

"I see that you're still on your way to the department store." The brunette stated, her eyes were colored into her amethyst ones as they entered the premises.

Five didn't uttered a word and looked away, avoiding her gaze in shame as they just made up.

"I'm not mad anymore Five... And it wasn't even because of Delores. But I won't be joining you in retrieving her." She smiled at him, her eyes back to hazelnut.

"Then because of what?" He asked which she only chuckled to.

"Time is wasting Five." She only replied and left him standing there at the front door.

The boy was curious but she's right, 'She always has been right,' He thought to himself and left to get Delores.

In which he kept on having second thoughts.

Meanwhile, Amura don't know what to do alone. They had no leads and she don't know anyone but the Hargreeves.

The siblings barely even know her, and she don't know them personally either.

So, she just walked around the manor. Observing the furniture, the decorations, thinking what kind of a man Reginald Hargreeves was.

She never wonder about other people.

She never really cared about them.

Amura only cared about herself.

Well, not until she first saw Five.

Five saved her from being a mindless slave to the Commission.

Without him knowing, he gave her hope to have a normal life. Even without her Mother.

At first she only wanted to use him for his power.

But as years passed, she began to sympathize Five's feelings.

Of loneliness... of solidarity.

"Master Amura." She heard Pogo called, not even realizing she was staring at Five's portrait that was placed on top of the chimney.

"Dinner will be served soon, do you mind joining us?" He asked politely.

She smiled at him. Despite having to talk to a chimpanzee, this was the most normal thing she have done, ever since coming to 2019.

Having dinner, or even sleep.

"Sure, I'm actually quite famished." This made Pogo lightly chuckle at her.

The two went to the kitchen where Grace was cooking.

Some carbonara and toasted garlic bread, it was quite the Italian dinner.

"Here you go Dear." Grace placed the plate on her table.

Amura smiled at her.

Despite being alone, despite the situation they are in, she can't help but feel at home and normal just because of a homecooked meal.

Because she and Five just always bought foods from restaurants, didn't actually have the time to cook for their selves.

Even though Amura knew how.

"Thank you, for the meal." The girl said and ate.

But the robot didn't left her, which she was grateful.

She was kind of scared being alone.

"How was Five as a kid? By the way?" Amura asked her, just for the sake of a conversation.