“Keigo,” Izumi whined, having just woken up from a nap. “Where are we going?”
“It's a surprise.”
“I hate surprises,” she mumbled, stifling a yawn.
I know,” her brother replied, amusement clear in his voice.
Keigo walked her to the Heights Alliance, before taking her hand and leading Izumi in. He walked past the common room, heading for the elevators. Izumi slumped against the railing with a huff, her mind still hazy from sleep.
When the doors opened on the fifth floor, Izumi was a bit more awake and started to notice her surroundings. They walked to the end of the hall, where Hitoshi’s room was and coincidentally, where Hitoshi and Eri were waiting.
“What’s this all about?” Hitoshi grumbled, rubbing at his eyes “I just got done with my patrol. I’d like to try and get some sleep before the sun comes up.”
“Relax Tosh. This’ll be quick, I promise.” Keigo held out his hands to Eri, who happily grabbed onto the blonde. Hitoshi gave them a questioning look but didn’t say anything, instead going over to Izumi’s side, and leaning against the shorter girl.
“You okay?” he asked, voice low.
Izumi nodded, wrapping her blanket tighter around her. “Yeah,” she sighed. “Just tired.”
Hitoshi hummed and wrapped an arm around her, pulling Izumi to his chest. “Me too. Whatever this is better be worth it.”
“It will be!” Eri sang, having heard her older brother.
“You should be in bed, little miss. If dad or papa find you here…”
Keigo chuckled, his shoulders shaking with his failed attempt to keep quiet. “They know she’s here.”
“What?”
“Yeah, they said it was okay to wake up before you got back so she could be a witness.”
Hitoshi stared at the hero, confusion overtaking the tiredness of his face. “A witness to what?”
Eri giggled while Keigo’s grin morphed into a smirk. “This,” he said before stepping to the side, revealing a closet door.
Izumi blinked, looking between her brother and the door. “Kei, what are you–”
She was cut off when her brother pushed her towards the now open door, Eri dragging Hitoshi by his wrist after them.
“Eri! What are you doing?! Let go!”
The two of them were thrown into the enclosed space and heard the sound of the lock clicking into place.
“Hey! Let us out!” Izumi screamed, now fully awake.
“Not until you two work this out!” Keigo called back, voice muffled by the door.
“There's nothing to work out Bird Brain!”
“Tell that to the countless hours I've spent waiting for you two to confess!”
“Confess what! Takami Keigo!” Izumi yelled, pounding on the door. “I swear to the gods that when I get out of here you're gonna regret being born!”
“Can't regret what you don't remember Starling!” Keigo cackled.
“Oi, feathers!” Hitoshi growled, slamming his palms against the door, “Open the door. Now!”
The birdman only laughed, as did the little girl perched on his shoulders. “You don’t scare me Toshi. You’re just a little sleepy kitten.”
“Open the door! I’m gonna count to three!” Hitoshi threatened.
“Ooh, I’m scared!” Keigo taunted, while Eri’s eyes widened.
“Maybe we should let them out Kei. Toshi sounds really mad.”
“Nah, it's okay, Dove. He’s just upset that we’re hijacking his five-year plan.”
Eri didn’t look convinced, but didn’t say anything else.
“One.” Hitoshi ground out, his voice low as if he was a predator about to strike. Keigo stopped laughing, the tone of the teen’s voice like ice.
“Two.”
“Three!” Hitoshi roared, slamming his body against the door. The door broke into large pieces, with gaps big enough for a slim hand to reach through and unlock the door.
Slowly the dilapidated door opened, revealing two glowing sets of eyes, and a pair of very pissed-off teenagers. Keigo took a step back, his hold on Eri tightening in fear.
“Run,” Izumi whispered, body glowing pink as a pair of morphix wings formed. Hitoshi, who still had his capture scarf on, (how had Keigo missed that?) gripped it with intent, ready to cast, smirked, as if a cat was stalking its prey.
With a shriek the hero ran, narrowly missing the pink knives and ropes of a capture scarf being thrown at him.
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