I pushed through the busy strees full of people, having caught up with the theives, who hadn't even realised our absence.
Obi? Where is he?
I looked around searching for the man, but I couldn't spot him anywhere.
I'm wsure he's fine, knowing the guy he's shortly behind us. Probably got distracted by some scarf ot something.
I continued to follow the people, but Obi's where-abouts stayed firmly on my mind. "Obi..?" I shouted as I looked around once more.
Most of the crowd were stuffed in one area, but overall it was still rather busy. Soon after, my worries were cleared as I noticed him slowly push through the crowd. Something red was tightly in the grip of his right hand.
I smiled and waved at him, and finally he began to walk towards me. "Obi! There you are."
A strange aurora was surrounding him.
"Hey.. you alright?"
He looked tense and I gently shook his shoulder to wake him up. "Obi- argh! What the hell?!"
The red object, which turned out to be an apple, that was in his hand was shoved into my mouth.
"Eat. You haven't eaten in days. You'll get ill." Fringe still covering his eyes the former assassin refused to meet my gaze and commanded me to do what he said.
I growled lowly and bit the apple, he pulled it away from me. "Fine. I'll eat it. Thanks." I muttered between chewing and then snatched the apple out of his hands.
With each coming bite of the apple, I honestly did feel better. But obviously, I had no intention of telling Obi that, his head was big enough.
Though, he still had something bothering him, and refused to look me in the eye. Not just that, he seemed to watching over my shoulder making sure that I was doing the correct thing.
I bit my lip, feeling slightly anxious as why he was doing all this. He seemed to be like an overprotective father or something.
"Obi..? Is there something wrong?" I asked genuinely concerned about him. "You know you can talk to me about anything.."
"I'm fine." He assured, keeping his eyes glued to the floor. His voice was brittle, and he was taking sharp and short breaths as we continued to walk while conversing.
"Obi.." I grabbed his arm after a few minutes of walking in silence and stopped him. "Please don't lie to me.. I can't accept seeing you like this."
"Ignorance is bliss.." He mumbled but I was able to pick up what he was saying.
I gritted my teeth, realising that I had lost that arguement. "I will find out what's bothering you someday, I may not know why your sad now, but could you at least try to cheer up."
Obi's face, a shadow still cast over his eyes, refused to unlock his gaze from the ground below our feet.
I sighed, looking up at the vast and clear blue sky above our head. The warm sun rested on my shoulders, it was heavenly.
"Ma'm.. we have arrived." Waking up from my daydream, I turned to the theives and they opened the door into what seemed to be a run down shoe shop.
A large sign reading 'Walker's Shoes' was falling apart, nearly about to snap in half. As soon as the door had opened, half of the sign fell to the crowd, hitting one of the men's head.
He groaned and rubbed his head, and they all began to make there way into the shoe shop, one of the theives opening the door for Obi and I.
Nervously they gestured to a staircase that led down to the basement. I raised an eyebrow and turned to Obi but he was looking away from me.
"Ladies first." Obi muttered jokingly and I smacked his arm playfully, glad the mood had been lifted slighty by his statement. He followed shortly behind me, still playing close attention to my every step.
As my feet hit the steps leading down to a ominous room covered in shadows, a sharp creaking noise was made. I avoided touching the banister which was covered in dust, not only because of that, but it seemed that with one touch it would break.
Once my leather boots clicked against the wooden flooring, I noticed the bloodstains across the planks.
I looked around, Obi especially close behind me than how he had been before. I felt his warm breath against my neck and I cringed slightly at the feeling.
Moving closer I noticed a man sitting on a green sofa, a small coffee table in front of him. Scattered booze bottles across the floor around him and on the table.
His curly orange beard standed out as I rose an eyebrow.
Looks like we found our target..
The man's eyes were closed, his disgustingly hairy arm relaxing on the couch's armrest.
One of his followers coughed from behind us to grab his attention, and the man opened his right eye to reveal a surprising colour.
That mix of orange and red eyes...
So familiar...
I thought only-
"What do you want?" He asked abruptly, his eye shutting once again. "Who are you?"
"My name is- Akira." I explained on the spot, giving another fake name for myself, and then gestured to Obi. "This is my colleague, Nanaki."
"An assassin. Hmm...?" Eyes still closed. "A women as an assassin? How pathetic."
Angrily, my temper nearly got the best of me, until Obi placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. I exhaled and my boiling blood began to cool down.
"I'm not an assassin." I growled and looked at the floor.
The man opened his eyes and then smirked at us, before taking a lighting a cigarette and popping it his mouth. The room began to reek of the disgusting smell of it, and I honestly felt like I was going to vomit at any moment.
Silence filled the room, before he shot a signal look to one of his men and then back at us.
I felt like my brain had een electrocuted, at how easily I predicted the moves of person making their way behind me. Listening to the sound of their footsteps, I felt their figure inches from mine.
But the presence of who it was, disturbed me the most.
The smell, their breath brushing against my neck was all to familiar. A sickly feeling developed in my stomach like I would vomit at any moment.
I didn't need to turn around to confirm who it was, just the sound of Obi's voice as he narrowed his cat-like eyes and let that name escape from his lips. I tried to stay on my feet, but my knees were going to give way at any moment..
"Hideki.."
Hideki's Theme - Stockholm Syndrome (MUSE)
I won't stand in your way
Let your hatred grow
And she'll scream
And she'll shout
And she'll pray
And she had a name
Yeah she had a name
And I won't hold you back
Let your anger rise
And we'll fly
And we'll fall
And we'll burn
No one will recall
No one will recall
This is the last time I'll abandon you
And this is the last time I'll forget you
I wish I could
Look to the stars
Let hope burn in your eyes
And we'll love
And we'll hate
And we'll die
All to no avail
All to no avail
This is the last time I'll abandon you
And this is the last time I'll forget you
I wish I could
This is the last time I'll abandon you
And this is the last time I'll forget you
I wish I could
I wish I could