Shizuka Keomi had been through many things in her life and had been called many things. Daughter, Firstborn, Know-it-all, Protege, Sparks, Wisp, and then finally... A Traitor. She had tried to avoid this day. She had tried to avoid making that choice that Dazai had pestered her about. Then life made the choice for her when she took too long and she only managed to hurt those she was trying to protect.
She wished she had asked Dazai for his phone number that night on the docks. She wished she had played the game smarter but she couldn't help but think about the Kuta's still. Someone else would be sent to kill them. Could she risk going to protect them? Or would she be able to get to the agency in time to warn them?
She couldn't risk it. All she could think about were those three kids and their innocence. Maybe she was a little bit of a hypocrite considering she had planned to kill them herself. Or maybe she would have made a choice like Dazai always had said.
Keomi stopped and turned around, still invisible, making a decision that probably wasn't right to the mafia. But one that was right and it was about time to that she made a right decision. That she turned back to her roots an just like that like a bullet she was off.
Only moments later in that exact same spot stood Akutagawa who was looking around the city trying to find the girl. Where could she have gone so quickly? He knew that her powers amplified her speed but she shouldn't be able to get that far away from him so easily.
Keomi made her way to the pent house that the Kuta's owned her eyes trailing up the building. She could feel her powers strong in her veins. She didn't need to worry about losing her ability any time soon. But if she ended up in a stale mate she couldn't be certain how long she could protect them.
Even with all the uncertainties she moved.
She easily slingshotted up the thirty flights of stairs to the top of the building. The penthouse could only be accessed through a code on the elevator which was nothing hard. She had already found the code and it was easy to enter it in. Just as the elevator reached the floor the elevator jerked and the doors refused to open.
Still Keomi stayed silent not wanting to reveal her identity just yet. But if the mafia was already there she was wasting precious time. She summoned as many crystals as she could and blew a hole through the elevator. Even in her invisible form she could tell that someone was watching her.
She went through the hole looking around the room finding no one around. Had she been wrong about the location or had they already been killed?
"I suggest you appear Shizuka-San." Dazai's voice rang in the room as he along with the detective member and Atsushi all walked into the room.
"Not Keomi-Chan, Dazai?" Keomi spoke allowing her mirage to fade away revealing the young girl. Her eyes were battling against a pair of chocolate orbs which seemed colder than she remembered.
"I thought you didn't hurt kids Shizuka-San. Evidently, I was mistaken." Dazai spoke but Keomi couldn't help but wonder where this was coming from, "I suppose I was wrong about you."
Keomi sucked in a breath as it felt like he had punched her in the gut. She didn't know why it hurt her so much to hear him saying those words to her. But she couldn't afford to make anymore enemies today.
"Don't worry Dazai, I won't tell anyone." She let the smallest of smirks come upon her lips and a small laugh slipped through. It was Atsushi who spoke next anger laced in his voice.
"Were you really going to kill them!" Atsushi shouted at her tears welling up in his eyes, "Were you really willing to do that for your family? Because I don't think they would want you to-"
"As of twenty minutes ago Mori placed a bounty on my head." Only as Keomi said those words did her eyes waver from them as she cut Atsushi off, "I suggest you get the Kuta's out of here before they find us."
Keomi turned looking at the broken elevator not wanting to see their reactions. She forced the tears to stay at bay trying to think about how many people she had lost today. How many enemies she had managed to make in such a small period of time. Yet, she couldn't help the words that flowed from her mouth.
"I guess I was too late to make my choice, hm, Dazai?" Only then did she turn to look at him and she was surprised to see the warmth returning.
"I did warn you, Keomi-Chan." Dazai spoke and he walked towards her speaking once more, "The Kuta's are currently headed to America where the mafia has no influence."
"That's good at least." Keomi let a small breathe out that she had been holding as she used her ability. They couldn't see her cry, so she used her crystals like a mask. Her emotional shield.
"Did the Boss find out about Yukimi?" Dazai asked as he stood next to the girl listening the Atsushi's footsteps which neared them as well.
"I don't know. I guess what I've been up to is no longer a secret now considering you got to the Kuta's?" Keomi looked at Atsushi who was now standing beside her. His looking guilty at her and she smiled at him.
She placed her hand in his head and ruffled his hair.
"Hey!" Atsushi yelled in annoyance as she messed up his hair.
"I'm sorry I'm not the person I used to be." Keomi whispered to him and his eyes lifted up to hers in confusion. But she didn't continue, instead she turned to the brown haired man that she had hoped she would never become.
But she had.
"Do you think the agency can take another traitor in their midst?" Her eyes drooped as she spoke the words as if she was receiving some punishment. But Dazai just gave her a lopsided smile his eyes sparkling in mischief.
"I'm sure we have room for one more."
Akutagawa and Chuuya eventually figured out the girls motives when they found the penthouse elevator with a hole in it. Yet, there were no bodies which only could mean one thing.
"The boss is going to be furious that we took our eyes off of her." Chuuya spoke as he looked around the penthouse floor seeing no evidence that the Kuta's had a fight here.
"I don't understand how she even got away so quickly. We've lived in the city much longer than she has." Akutagawa spoke as his ability ran through the cabinets in the kitchen as he imagined it to be Keomi.
"Maybe she's been hiding parts of herself for awhile." Chuuya responded as he dusted off his hands looking down at the scenery. Someone must be concerned that the elevator for the Kuta's wasn't working. The cops were showing up in heavy numbers.
"We both trained her, how could she have possibly hid part of her ability from us? Surely we would've realized it." Akutagawa grumbled the last part knowing that they should've seen all of this coming.
He had given her those gloves because she hated blood on her hands. What kind of mafioso hated blood on their hands? He should have never let them drag him out for drinks.
He should have never cared.
"You know, you did say you thought they would get along if given the chance." Chuuya spoke as he let out a small sigh. Apparently, Akutagawa had been right all along.
"I meant that they both were talented at annoying people to dangerous levels. Not that she should go and fuck the guy." Akutagawa let his voice drop as he thought about that traitors hands on his protege.
"The Boss only showed them smiling at each other. That doesn't mean she's fucking him Akutagawa." Chuuya responded as he watched the police scurrying around like rats. His eyes narrowed as he imagined Sparks and that Traitor together. It was sickening to think about.
"She might as well be." Akutagawa spoke under his breathe with a twinge of pain. Then, a thought passed through his mind leaving as quick as it came. Why does everyone leave.
"We have to go. The Kuta's and Shizuka are gone," Chuuya spoke with a tired voice as he prepared to blast the glass of the penthouse, "by nightfall there will be dozens of people hunting all of them down."
"She'll be dead by morning." Akutagawa spoke his voice gruff and cold as he watched Chuuya bust the window open the glass flying away. They both looked down to see that chaos had ensued down below at the sight.
"You really think so? We trained her-" Chuuya spoke pausing as he watched Akutagawa's face morph into rage at the thought. He decided to drop the subject for now. Knowing that at the very least...
Keomi Shizuka would not be dead by morning.
With a new name under her. A Survivor.