VIII (Aoi Kurashiki x Reader)

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Imagine being late again... haha not me :)

Santa drew (Y/N) across the room, following his other prisoners deeper into the ship. They, of course, had no idea where they were going, but Santa seemed to. He pushed past June and Ace leading them all into a warm metal room, the words incinerator displayed across the top.

Santa's arms shook against her as he lowered her to the floor. As soon as she was down, he snapped the gun back up, waving it at Ace and June. "If you just listen to me, I won't have to shoot, alright?" Still, he gripped the gun tighter.

From this angle, (Y/N) was behind him. She could attack him, force him to hand the revolver over. She looked at the shiny ground. "There's no need to wave a gun around, Santa." Ace soothed. "We're all friends here..."

Santa's grip loosened, a remorseful look glazing over his blue eyes. "I-"

And as Ace took small steps toward Santa, (Y/N) began to feel dizzy. Their voices were fuzzing away into nothing but a hiss and she couldn't focus. "Santa..." She managed. He turned for a split second at the sound of his name and that was when Ace punched him square in the gut.

"Hello...? Are you awake?" A small round face hovered over (Y/N)'s own, scaring her enough to snap up and bump noses with the girl. "Hey!" The brunette wailed and rubbed where she'd been hit.

"Sorry!" (Y/N) squeaked back. The girl looked small and frail. Long amber waves framing a baby-face, though, she wasn't sure her face fared much better.

Then, (Y/N) was being tugged up by the hem of her dirty t-shirt. "Are you messing with my little sister?"

"What?!" She jerked away from the hand on her back, spinning to face her assaulter. He was lanky, seemingly only a little older than herself. His hair was freakishly white and messy and his eyes were bright enough to match. He took an intimidating step forward. Well, as intimidating as a teenage boy could be. "No, I'm not!" Her voice was absurdly high in comparison.

"Well..." He took a step back, combing her over with his eyes. "I guess you don't look like much of a threat."

"Aoi!" The girl hissed, smacking her brother on the shoulder. "Sorry about him, he's a real piece of work most of the time." Smiling, she extended a hand. "Name's Akane Kurashiki."

(Y/N) took the similarly sized hand in her own. "(Y/N)." The boy sauntered away. Back to whatever he'd been busy with before she'd woken up. She scanned the room. Actually, where were they?

That was when it hit her. Her brother, they'd been kidnapped. She frantically spun around. Akane steadied her with a smile. "I don't remember much, but I'll tell you everything that's happened up until now."

She pointed at the scowling boy. "That's Aoi, my older brother. After school, I met him at the gate, so he could walk me home but- people in vans pulled up and shoved us in."So that was why the two of them were in school uniforms. "What about you?"

"I-I don't remember much either, but... I think Eiji and I were-" She did another take on the room realizing the boy in question was nowhere to be seen. "My brother... Where-?"

"Your brother?" Aoi rejoined them at the flippant mention of a brother. "What brother?"

She scrambled to find something to describe him. "He's probably around your age, maybe a little taller, dark hair."

"Can't say I've seen him. The other kids went to look around, so Akane and I stayed with you. Since you passed out and all." He anxiously stretched his blue scarf away from his neck.