Not your average girl..Coming home..Breaking away [Jyn]

:: I am able to see McGrady’s face as he looks to me with a beaming smile. It would be one of the first times I had ever seen him in a fancy get up, in a suit and tie with his hair slicked back as if he were someone important. Though I feel a strong sense of pride, I keep the same humble air about myself as I nod silently and then turn my gaze to the hundreds of thousands of people standing out before me. At the moment, I would be standing on a platform in front of the Division 12 headquarters, in my combat attire with my team standing behind me. Music, much like at a festival, would be playing with confetti drifting through the air like fireflies mixing in with the sound of laughter and happiness. The major holds his hands up, attempting to get the crowds attention as his voice booms over the crowd, amplified by liquid speakers as he proclaims this “Jyn Day.” As he explain, it would mark the day that I, Asei Jyn, single handedly arrested every demon in existence in and outside of the city after a three day campaign. The mayor continues, “…and to reward our city’s savior, we award this…” He makes a motion to a large gift box. All sides fall down revealing, “…the platinum select comfort ultimate lazy boy chair along AND a life time supply of cleaning supplies.” A tear slowly slides down the crack of my right eye as I softly murmur a “thank you” to the mayor before turning to the crowd and giving a bow. I had only done my job… it wasn’t such a big deal.

Suddenly, disaster strikes and the entire ceremony become unstable. The ground quakes and the crowds are disrupted… then I wake up.

My eyes snap open as the sounds are made within my house. I knew immediately what it was; there had been some new ‘ethnic’ neighbors that moved in, and in passing through the hall way, I was certain one of them noticed my visual monitor while I was coming into my house. As a cop, I had hunches, and I knew that following them could be the difference between life or death; either way, he, she, it, or they had picked the wrong house to attempt to loot this night. The household guardian had already done his job of alerting me and holding off the fiend, so it would be my time to move into action. Slowly, my body slides from beneath the covers, my hand trailing behind the pillow for my pistol. My feet come to the floor as I make my way to the close door between the living room and my room. My back softly comes up to the wall adjacent the door frame as I attempt to listen in on what was going on, or to figure out how many there were. My thoughts are along the line of “be strong little ghost, I will back you up in 5…4…”

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:: I hear a noise that would have to be the capture of Little Ghost. Far be it for me to allow a comrade to be taken in by the enemy and have horrible things done to it by an enemy and me simply stand by. The dynamic entry is made into the room with me pretty much kicking the door between my room and the living room open with an open stance and my pistol pointed at the incoming perpetrator in only a pair of boxers with a large smiley face printed on the front commanding “freeze. Harm the kitty and you…” My voice trails off as I see a female frame instead of that of a male. It’s not so much the frame covered in a baggy shirt, but more so the hair that would give away that it was a girl and not a male. Though it was dim, I knew, almost immediately who it would be. I give a sigh and in almost in a relieved tone, I speak, “Izumi?…”

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:: I am faced with a very important question. What -would- Izumi be doing here in the middle of the night? The answer to that would have to rely on whether I was dreaming or if this were real, but that aside there is the initial shock I experience when I realize that this person standing before me now at the end of my gun was Shiori. It takes a moment for it to sink in, but the realization that there is no immediate danger coaxes the gun to lower as I simply stare at her for the first few moments. I had often thought about what circumstances I might see her again, but I had never thought it would be like this. I’m only able to echo out a “huh” when the “I shouldn’t have come” is uttered. There is an impact with the floor and a small sweat drop descends the side of my head. Had this been a movie, I probably was supposed to catch her, but I was still confused. “Lights…” I speak, causing the illumination of the light to rise to a level where one could see better than before. “You’re going to have to stop stepping on my cat,” I confirm, “he’s only so big. But that aside, this is a bit much. I go months without seeing you and now this… what happened with your family’s business? Do your people know you’re here?” I walk over to her, crouching to help her up off of the ground.

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:: After helping her to her feet, I rise up and stand to her side. Taking in her words, I nod emphatically with the explanation to why she was here and the realization that her family didn’t know and she had nowhere to go. Of course, it would strike a chord in me, since I did have feelings for her, though the time we were together was brief; perhaps one of the shortest relationships I’d ever had. It did kind of help her that she was cute as hell too. I had to take in account that for some reason, the heiress to a corporate empire threw it all away to come and visit me. As I ponder to take a moment to take in her words, my head lowers for that moment in thought. Various thoughts run through my head and I the realization comes, to echo her words. While thinking over her words, there is a slight twist where a thought comes into my mind; probably feeding off of the flawed paranoia of social interactions my personality had. Thus, with that train of thought, I confirm, “so… the first reason you stated that you came here… was because you had nowhere else to go?” My gaze lifts and raises to hers as my eyes seek eye contact in the dim light to judge her reaction. The tone would suggest as if I were asking if I were being used or what her true motive was for coming to me.

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:: It is impossible to stand there, boxers and all, and listen to her without my heart churning for her slightly. Feelings and emotions which were forced to sit dormant for a certain amount of time begin to rise back up to the surface. My method of coping with my feelings and emotions were to ignore them. They had plenty of time to sit and fester in the dark corners of my soul, but now they were being pulled back up into the open. I notice her body’s movements and nervous movements. She looked adorable and timid standing before me now almost as if seeking my approval. Another personal flaw of mine speaks lightly in the recesses of my mind; the enjoyment in having a certain amount of influence or control of others. Though I should see her sincerity and acknowledge it, there was a piece of me that wanted to see her squirm just a bit more; it was kind of sexy in a way to me. I rationalize that it would be along the same lines as a master to servant fetish. Either way, I knew internally that I would not allow her to leave seeing as she had not where to go. I had a tendency of being overprotective with the women in my life, so I definitely did not want her to leave in this vulnerable state where someone could take advantage of her; if anyone would do that… well… I give a soft sigh and look to her answering, “I acknowledge your feelings. I don’t want you to go, but you have to understand what I go through in this type of relationship.”

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I hold my position as her hand rises up and comes to meet with my face, feeling her skin against my own. The first thought is to allow its caress to cradle my cheek. My want is to allow my face to turn in her hand to let her sooth me, but my stoic nature keeps my body still as the touch is allowed. As the confession comes in, my gaze takes in her features and sincere mannerisms. With a soft nod, I allow, “we will see how things work out this time.” My hand rises up to hers on my cheek and holds it in place as I continue, “but I’m not ready to jump back to where we were. I care for you, but…” My voice trails at that point. The explanation of how going back to the girlfriend and boyfriend thing might end up hurting more than being good escapes me for the moment. Unable to move forward with that sentence, I divert, “but… you can stay here; did you bring any things with you?”

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I am a bit relieved when she accepts my words and is not angered or visibly hurt by them; the words were hard enough to get out on their own. My hand lowers and returns to my side at the soft tug of her own. Understandably, she retreats slightly and begins to answer my questions. A grin almost comes to my face as the babbling starts and is recognized and ceases. Shaking my head, I assure her that, “I was asleep, but I don’t think I’m ready to eat just yet.” More so, I was concerned and wanted to talk a little. With a motion towards my bedroom, I assure in a dry humor type of manner, “I’ll give you sheets to sleep on my floor.” I expected a retort of some kind, as the statement was made to lighten the atmosphere. As I make a movement towards the doorway that separates the bedroom from the living room, I remark observantly, “if you’re serious about lying low from your family, you may want to look into changing your hair and maybe getting contacts. I’m sure they will have resources searching for you; you might as well make it difficult for them.” Not that I actually wanted her to change her appearance, since I liked her the way she was; but I was certain she would look hot as a fire crotch.

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I enter into the doorway, moving into my room from the living room after her words. She says something interesting among her other words, and I decide that I would take in and play with a bit. Disregarding her notion to take the couch, I inform her, “you can sleep in the bed.” Moving back to the previously mentioned topic I speak from my room, moving to my bed, “I actually like your idea. Since you will be staying here, you might as well work for rent. I don’t need money, so you can be my maid.” My back would be to her if she came into the room, so I am allotted a small bastion to smile unnoticed as I continue, pulling my cover out in order to sit on the bed, “you will have to welcome me home every day politely saying ‘welcome home, master’ like the young ladies in the harem cafes.” The smile is washed from my face as my body rotates and my rear comes to the bed and I look to the door way to see if she would take the invitation to come inside and lay down for the night. After a hard night or running away from her family, I wouldn’t make her sleep on the couch… not that it wasn’t comfortable. I wouldn’t have bought it had it not been.

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I watch as she moves around the bed too the opposite side and partially disrobes. After she gets in, with her words, I give a soft shrug as I look back forwards; it was worth a shot. With a yawn, I invert my position and lower back beneath the sheets, lying on my side with my back to her. For some reason, I didn’t feel like I would have trouble getting back to sleep; having her in my bed didn’t make me feel uncomfortable. Oddly enough, I didn’t feel anxious either. Of course I wanted to turn around and hold her and probably lead into some other things, especially after seeing her pull off her shirt, as I was a warm blooded male. But I keep myself in check as I pull the covers up my frame and make myself comfortable closing my eyes. The last time she had come, it was more like a dream than anything else, and before I knew it, with the next day she was gone again. I would see how things would work out this time and move on from there as stated. In a calm down, I murmur a “good night” to my new house guest wondering if I would see her when I opened my eyes again.

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