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concrete. | ayato kirishima x reader [2]

Deviation Actions

Published: Mar 6, 2015

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_{'It was selfish of him,' I thought. For him to take so long. How hard was it to subdue who Ayato claimed to be "wusses"? Although, at this point, I had a single worry. A hidden one, or at least one I had tried to hide. Was Ayato doing alright? Yamori and Nico left a while after Ayato did; so my nagging worry could be justified. Yamori hated Ayato. Nico was neutral, but he'd go along with whatever Yamori commanded. At the same time - Yamori respescted Ayato's strength - so he wouldn't make any moves. Yet.

I sigh. I needed to stop thinking so negatively, or I'd end up with a headache. He left last night, and it's been about twenty-four hours. My time in Aogiri slugs by, as it normally does. My subordinates seem to be more on edge than usual, but it makes sense. The CCG's raid on our base was currently in the making. Noro had been eating more than usual, Tatara more silent, and Eto remained the same. As an executive of Aogiri, I knew that I'd take a semi vital part in defending ourselves.

That was... until Noro blew this place to hell. I'd be glad at that. Me and Ayato both despised this base more than the other's we've frequented in the 11th ward. I myself because of how unhygienic it was, and Ayato because he saw the corpse of a rabbit.

"Something wrong?" One of my nameless subordinates ask. This one seemed to be more pressing, with my patience that is. I shake my head.

"No. Get back to work." My voice holds a firmness to it, that seemed to be enough. They returned to work. At some point, there was something that hadn't crossed my mind until now. I knew nothing about the people who worked underneath me. Not their names, their faces, anything that defined a person. It was an odd feeling. Like was I was lonely, when there were plenty of people around me.

Maybe I depend on Ayato to make the loneliness go away. Maybe, I, [Name], am selfish. I hear footsteps. There's a certain point where I try to block out the deafening noise around me, but now was not the time. I recognized the certain scent that hit my nose.

Ayato was back.

I feel bits of joy rock my bones. My face stayed cold as ever, but on the inside, I felt as if I was melting. I casually stroll towards where he was. The back of his head came into sight quite fast. His dark bluish locks were tousled and as unkept as always. There was another figure, though. I inspected his appearance. He seemed to have dark black hair, and a rather troubled expression. He was wearing what appeared to be a cafe uniform.

Wait. Had Ayato taken someone that works in the 20th ward captive? What was the point of that? I thought the objective was to catch Rize Kamishiro. If I wasn't mistaken, that was a female's name. And since Kamishiro's victims were all young males, I figured it was a girl. But here he stood. A lanky teenager, with the demeanor of a frightened kitten.

He looked roughed up. It made sense, after all, Ayato was the one transporting him. Ayato had a thing for kicking people. The black-haired individual looked past Ayato for a brief second, and his eyes widened as he looked at me. I remained silent; what was the point of talking?

"What the hell are you looking at dumbass-" Ayato turns around, and stops speaking. He gives an indifferent glance in my direction. I walk closer to them, almost awkwardly so. What was I supposed to say? "Nice weather we're having - sorry about the whole kidnapping you thing. Good luck making it past five days!"

"Who's this?" I inquire, raising an eyebrow slightly. Ayato glances in his direction, like he was contemplating something. Probably was wondering whether to kick him again or not.

"Some idiot that smells like Kamishiro. It was the best I could get," Ayato explains. I tilt my head, but nevertheless say nothing. The black-haired individual did have a peculiar scent to him. I decide that I mine as well walk with them. It seemed like they were heading towards the main room. I believe I heard some of Eto's ramblings about a meeting taking place today, but I wasn't sure if I was supposed to go or not. They were most likely too caught up doing important things to run it by me.

The walk was silent, and rather awkward. When the door was approaching, the black-haired male spoke up shyly.

"Uh, I-I'm not sure how to say this, but I've met you somewhere, right?" He whispers to me. I look back at him, and frown.

"I don't think I've seen you before." I dryly respond. Ayato's eyebrows knit together.

"But I-"

"Shut your stupid mouth, idiot." Ayato sharply cuts off. He didn't seem to like this black-haired male all too well.

"--We're here."}