#screaminsanityx

I'M NOT PREPARED

        Regardless of the fact that he and his sister had left Tokyo after the incident of terrorism back there, Fujimaru still felt responsible for everything. But he has to go, since it was the order of THIRD-i. Besides, the terrorists were now taken down and for now Tokyo is safe. Until now, the boy continued to hack, and was even taken by the US government as a trainee by recommendation of Tokyo government. Though, for now, he looked like any other boy, sitting inside a train on his way home. 

{✿}~ Sayuri looked over at the strangers nevously. She began trembling as soon as she did. 'A-Ah..! I-I shouldn't have looked..! T-They'll probably think I'm weird..!' Although talking to them might clear the air of awkwardness. She took a few steps towards them and cleared her throat before bowing. "A-Ah..g-g-good a-afternoon.."

     He pauses to look around and subtly check whether people were watching his little accident or not, hand hanging from his mouth like a screaming testament to what he'd done.  He's going to have to go take a sip of nectar or something soon since it's his dominant hand--and it really sucks to have to get medical assistance before you've even gone out to spar.

             How sad is it? To be left behind by your own parents. Of course, the child who was huddling under the thin blanket in the basket that laid on the side of some rode barely even knew his parents, so it wasn't that traumatizing, yet that did not mean it wasn't sad. If someone didn't come to his rescue soon, the poor baby would starve, or dehydrate, or get sick.

jumps into all of your askboxes to plot ( ͡ʘ ͜ʖ ͡ʘ)