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「σανγυινε 」|| 1x1 with DarkMudkip ||

Nana woke from the pain deep in her stomach, which wasn’t excruciating, but it hurt nonetheless. She didn’t know how to feel about the loss of the child that had been forced upon her, she didn’t know how to process it, or even where to start.
Did she feel sadness that she lost her first child?
Was it even really hers?
Did she love it?
She hadn’t even been aware she was pregnant until that day.
 
She only laid still in silence, staring up at the ceiling as she drown in her thoughts, a numb feeling weighing on her chest.
 
Nobu called for Motochika, telling him it was done and that he could take her in a few hours. But Motochika wasn't a very patient man. He came to pick her up immediately.
"Motochika-sama, really, she's too weak to be moved." Nobu argued. Motochika huffed.
"She can't just recover in my room?"
"No, I want to keep an eye on her."
 
“...You fucking disgusting piece of shit..” Nana’s quiet voice came from where she was strapped down to the bed. “You fucking piece of shit!!” She was shaking she was so angry, kicking and thrashing anew, even through the stupor of the pain killers. “I’ll fucking kill you! I’ll fucking gut you!! You’re a vile, disgusting asshole!!” She snarled.
 
She screamed at Motochika the entire time until the sedative took affect and put her back to sleep, but she fought it the entire time until she was completely out.
 
"Fine, fine. Keep an eye on her. She's too rowdy, I might almost kill her again." He told Nobu. The doc sighed heavily.
"I'll make sure she's back to how you wanted her.."
 
“Akihime-sama, both your father and your brother are demanding you home, they don’t want excuses any longer, and I cannot leverage you anymore time than I already have.” Ama ya frowned as she watched Akihime stock shelves.
 
“I don’t know, all I know is your father is growing impatient.” She said, soft frown still on her face; why did Akihime take it upon herself to do such trivial human work? Why was she lowering herself like this?
 
Amaya opened her mouth to speak, but Akihime was already gone and out the door, leaving Amaya alone in the small, now unmanned convenience store.
 
Surely he would be there like he always was, using the hoe as a spear, practicing for fights he would never have to fight. Only that night the fields were empty, not a soul in sight.
 
Had something happened that night? Had he finished early? It wasn’t that late, so where had he gone? The faint scent of blood caught her attention, an all too familiar scent that brought her attention across the fields to the barns.
 
All the barns were dark, most being relatively small, and some containing some livestock. She narrowed down the barns the scent was heaviest in, leading her to the farthest barn, yet it was empty. That couldn’t be right, the smell was all over the barn, smelling heavily of Yukimura.
 
"Yukimura...?" She called, "Can you hear me? Where are you?" She was so worried, what if a vampire had gotten to him? Oh no, she never got to tell him how she felt. He was dying or already dead and she never got to say she loved him.
 
She had to strain her ears to listen for any noises that would indicate where he was, then she stepped on something metal. Beneath the hay in the barn was what looked like a metal hatch, secured with a heavy padlock.
 
"Yukimura!" What were they doing to him? Why was he locked up under the floorboards? She tugged hard at the padlock, willing the metal to weaken, "Yukimura, can you hear me?! Please say something!"
 
She could feel the metal of the padlock start to pull apart, and beneath the hatch, chains rattle, and an anguished groan. Was he hurt? Why wasn’t he responding to her?
 
Panic made her blood run colder than she remembered it being, falling on her ass when the padlock finally pulled apart and gave. She scrambled to push the trap door open and peek down into the darkness, "Yukimura!"
 
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