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Miyuki stood in the hallway of the apartment complex as she tried to find the brand new set of keys that she had managed to get her hands on with the money that she was able to save up. She could hear the familial sound of a lock clicking as she turned the small piece of metal. This was something she was going to have to get used to now.

As the door opened, she felt the wall that was connected to the doorway to find the light switch. The bulb flickered on and the place lit up dimly. Yet somehow... It was too bright. Just as quickly as she had turned the light on, she had turned it back off. The room was dark, but her life as a ninjask was paying off as she didn't have much trouble maneuvering around. She pulled the grocery bag towards the small and rather dinky fridge as she moved the contents from the it to the big plastic rectangle that took up a third of the small kitchen space.

The only thing that she had left out on the counter was a small paper cylinder that was filled with ramen. Imported from her home region, Hoenn, Miyuki was very surprised to see it at the convenience store here in Anistar. Apparently Kalos cared a lot more about its tourists coming from all over the world because she had seen food all the way from Kanto and Sinnoh. Even some from Unova which she had just learned about recently.

Ripping off the cover and pouring the contents of the small bags that were placed inside, she couldn't help but smile at the oh so familiar Japanese that was written all over it. It was like her own piece of home- or at least what used to be her home.

She poured in water before placing it in the microwaving and taking a seat that was right beside one of the two windows in the apartment. This wasn't so bad. The idea of owning a place of her own that wasn't a tree or even a bush was rather nice. Even if the paint had begun to peel and not a single appliance or furniture was anywhere close to being "new", it was still a lot better than being out in the rain. Her eyes scanned the darkness before finally looking out the window to her view of the town Anistar. It was always a rather quiet place which made it a lot nicer than Lumiose.

Although...

She furrowed her brow as she looked away from the window. No, this place was nice. No more annoying free loading ghost, no more noise, no more...

Her thumb pushed against the tiny plastic bag that contained the flavoring for the ramen making it crinkle. Why was she suddenly upset? She could still go over and visit Minerva right? Her... Friend?

No. Minerva wasn't a friend. She was an overly familiar boss that Miyuki had somehow got attached to. If there was anything that the ninjask had learned, it was not to get attached to anyone. After all, look what happened to her previous trainers. The bug was finally starting to know the feeling of being loved by someone... And then she managed to royally fuck it up. Twice.

She bit her lip hard until she could feel the taste of blood start to pool on her tongue.

Why did they give her up?

Why was she suddenly so utterly alone?

...would the same thing happen again?

Tears began to stream down her cheeks as she tried hard not to make any noise.

Why did she move all the way to Anistar? Why was she suddenly so afraid of fucking it up with Minerva? She was the only one that Miyuki had bothered to get even relatively close to. So why did she distance herself?!

The beeping from the microwave was loud enough to interrupt her stream of thoughts as she opened her eyes to see the yellow light disappear, letting her know the food was done cooking. She used her sleeve to wipe the moisture from her eyes before walking over and taking the cup of ramen up. Her face had returned to its normal emotionless state as she ripped open the flavor packet and stirred it in. She didn't even remember grabbing the chopsticks as she started to pull some of the noodles up. It seemed like her body was in automatic mode as she just continued to live like a robot, putting no thought into anything that she did from that point on.

Lifting the noodles up go her still bleeding mouth, she took a mouth full. The taste of bland noodles roughly mixed with the flavor of a sitrus berry that she had crushed up before hand. Though her mouth had begun to heal thanks to the berry, she could still taste blood throughout the small bite that she had taken.

She put the chopsticks down as she just stared at the cup of ramen.

'Her' food was better.

The noodles made a sloshing sound as he poured it down into the sink.