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Short Change Heroes [Sengoku AU] [DarkMudkip/Jikkah]

That day was a quiet one, Jingu helped around the house as usual, and for once, Irohahime came home on time from school and didn't get into any fights, though she did express to Hidemune that she felt something was off while they started dinner together.
 
She picked up her pencil and tapped it against her chin before writing her response. "I don't know... I just... I feel like something bad is about to happen."
 
She nodded and helped him in silence. When dinner was ready, Irohahime poked her head into her mothers room to get her father. She knocked on the wall twice to get his attention to let him know dinner was ready before going to let Kojurou and Jingu know.
 
Irohahime got Kojurou and Jingu and washed up before taking her seat at the table and waiting for everyone else to gather.
 
Irohahime started to eat as soon as everyone was seated, tired from school. Jingu took a bite and smiled softly. "Your cooking is wonderful, Hidemune-dono, Irohahime-dono."
 
"Arigatou...! Nee-chan is getting much better at cooking..." Hidemune replied. Masamune ate quietly and Kojurou drank his sake, "Megohime-dono would be proud.."
 
Irohahime flinched slightly at her mothers name, slowing her chewing. Jingu felt the tension and cleared her throat. "Well that's good, at least she hasn't set any more pans on fire." She said, trying uplift spirits.
 
Irohahime set her chop sticks down and stood, leaving the table and her food which was mostly untouched and headed to her bedroom. Jingu looked down at her food and fell silent; but this behavior wasn't uncommon, Irohahime often left most of her food untouched and went to bed early.
 
((Is he losing his will to go on? ;w;))

After dinner, Jingu took care of the dishes and practiced at the range before turning in for the night. Irohahime sat on her bed in her pajamas, a simple white night gown that was mid-thigh length. She sat in the dark, holding a small picture of her and her mother when she was four, both of them grinning happily at the camera, and except for her eyes, she looked exactly like her mother.

((Now we must wait until the fall of night~))
 
((Night~? And he's kinda giving up hope that he'll get his daughter back...))

Masamune was with Megohime again, watching her for any signs of waking, "Come on, Mego...we need you..."
 
Like always, when Masmaune spoke to her, tears fell down Megohime's pale cheeks, but she did not wake.

((Did you know that comatose people can still hear~?))

Irohahime crawled out of bed and placed the picture back in one of her books before quietly leaving her room, heading down the hall to get water from the kitchen. While on he way there, she passed Kojurou's room, where she suddenly stopped and back-tracked. His door was open a crack and she could see the outline of his sword propped against the wall. Silently and slowly she pushed the door open and looked to Kojurou's bed, where he lay asleep, then she looked down at the blade, moving over to it. Crouching in front of it she carefully lifted the blade and unsheathed it, gently running her fingers along the cool, sharp blade, flinching when she nicked her thumb. She stared at the small cut for a moment before she slowly lowered the blade to the inner side of her forearm, lightly resting the blade against her pale skin before slowly sliding her hand back and dragging the blade across her flesh.

((And I promise this isn't the plan! It leads up to it though! Dx Also, Masa isn't allowed to be sad!))
 
((I did..!))

Masamune wiped her tears away and kissed her head, "I'm not trying to rush you, but please wake up soon..."

((M'wife, she is clearly cutting herself with her Godfather's katana...!))

"Irohahime!" Kojurou grabbed her wrist to keep her from doing anything else, "What are you doing!?"
 
((*flings self from a cliff*))

Irohahime tensed hard, turning with wide eyes. She hadn't heard Kojurou get out of bed, but it was too late to act like she wasn't doing anything. Quickly letting to of his sword and letting it fall to the ground, she yanked her hand away and stood to leave, only to freeze with wide eyes. She opened her mouth and looked like she was going to actually say something, but just then Kojurou was hit over the head with a metal baseball bat. Hard. Irohahime was about to let out a scream when she too was dealt with a hard blow to the side of her head, instantly crumpling to the ground.

((>:D Surprise!))
 
((Don't evven worry~))

The loud sound of breaking glass could be heard through the entire manor and the door to Megohime's room swung open, a man with a metal baseball bat over his shoulder and a rabbit mask on stood there. "You there, old man, get on the floor. The bitch too." Behind him the lights had been turned on and on the floor in the main hall were Irohahime and Kojurou, both being watched by kids in animal masks as well. "We have two more up here!" A voice called from upstairs, Jingu being dragged out with a bloody nose, dazed but mostly unharmed and a large man dragging Hiremune out by his hair.
 
"Hanase!!" Hidemune growled, gripping the man's wrist. Masamune glared darkly, "The fuck do you think you're doing in the Azure Dragon's home? Not the smartest idea I've seen anyone have."
 
"The azure what? Yah know what, it doesn't matter, get on the floor or we're gonna bash each and everyone of your heads in." He said, getting ready to swing again. The large man holding Hidemune threw him down the stairs, laughing behind his pig mask as a girl with a swan mask swung for his head and hit hard. Irohahime lay in a daze on the floor, flinching when Kojurou's katana pierced the ground beside her head. "Hey look at this thing, I think it's a katana." He was obviously screwing with them.
 
As soon as Masamune finished his sentence, the kid in the rabbit mask smashed his bat down on his head hard. Irohahime's eyes widened and she tried to get up, reaching out for her father. "Oh no you don't..!" She wheezed when the man in the fox mask stomped down on her back, knocking her back down to the ground. It took two men to drag Masamune out into the main hall where everyone was, the man in the pig mask pinning Masamune down. "Who should we start with?" "How about this weasel looking kid?" The girl said, poking Hidemune in the ribs with her bat.
 
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