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Who Knows (A Kekkaishi Fanfic): Chapter 33

If Lissette was keeping track of time correctly, it had been almost two days since she had seen her sister. Considering she had been visiting what seemed to be almost daily the younger twin was starting to become concerned. What on Earth did these guys have her doing that would keep her gone for so long? “So, you’re still down here huh? Thought you would’ve at least tried to bust out by now.” Lissette’s head whipped around to the small window and the all-too-familiar voice. She stepped up onto her rock pile and glared at the bandaged baster outside. “If you think I’d come this far to leave her behind, then you’re dumber than I thought you were.” She spat, feeling the reflexive glare plaster itself to her face. He let out a disappointed sigh, his arms crossed across his chest. “You really let her hold you back kid. Considering what’s planned for her tonight, you’d be better off cutting your losses.” “What the hell are you on about? What are you bastards planning?” “Oh, just the plan to grab one of those Kekkaishi to bring her to fix the place. Byaku thought using a hostage could convince them. So, since no one here wants to try tying you up again, they went with the next best option. Nice outfit by the way.” Lissette felt her stomach drop. So that was why they hadn’t given her old clothes back. Put Azza in them and keep her from talking, and you almost couldn’t tell them apart. “I have to say, I’m not a fan of this strategy, but I suppose they’re just getting that desperate. If it’s any consolation, I doubt they’d kill her. It would probably anger the Princess if they did. But, if your little friends don’t cooperate….well, who knows what could happen.” Lissette wanted nothing more in that moment than to wipe that smug look off of his face and go run after her sister. But what good would that do? She didn’t know her way around this place, she’d just be going in circles until they found her again. Best case scenario was winding up back in the cage. Worst case would mean not even making it past Kaguro. “Well, looks like I’ve given you something to think about for a while. Don’t forget what I told you.” On that delightfully craptastic note, he walked away, leaving his youngest with more questions that when he’d arrived. What was the point in telling her all of this? ‘Well, he does hate hostage situations. maybe he just doesn’t think his own daughter is worth the trouble.’ She reasoned bitterly. One thing was still for certain though. Things were going on the fast track to hell, and she needed to get out of this damn cell. XXXXXXXXXX It wasn't too difficult for Gen to keep track of Yoshimori’s movements. His attacks were so obvious he could still spot him pretty easily through the myriad of other attacks. The fact that he was mainly striking to the rooftops until Madaroa came back with news was also helpful. It was clear from his position on the ground that the younger Kekkaishi was growing impatient however, and at this point, Gen was right there with him. Unfortunately, with the myriad of different scents floating around, picking out one or two specific ones proved to be more than a little difficult for him. His worry and anger clouded mind was also an unpleasant addition to the mix. So in the meantime, he assisted in the battle as much as he could, taking down every enemy thrown his way. Under normal circumstances he’d be struggling to keep in control, but keep their end goal in mind seemed to be helping. Besides, he needed to save that unbridled rage for a bigger target. About the time he thought this, a large whirlwind began to touch down, managing to suck Atora and the two main ayakashi she was working with for the night into it and, of course, do a good amount of damage to the grounds. Once it faded, it was replaced by a blonde ayakashi with an overwhelmingly evil aura. “So, you must be the Night Troops. I’ve heard a lot about you. My name is Sakon, and I’ve been looking forward to this. Pleased to meet you all. You should know, my task force one and I are here to take Karasumori this very night.” Once he’d finished this little introduction, several of the other night troops threw attacks at him, only for all of them to fizzle out. “What a let down. Surely the Night Troops must have better attacks than those. I suggest you give it everything you have.” Gen looked up to where Yoshimori stood on his kekkai. The white demon dog had returned, and the younger Kekkaishi started following him off of the sight. Gen started after them, taking this as a sign that they’d found their target. ‘Hang on a little longer Lissette.’ He thought, pouring on as much speed as he possibly could without losing sight of Yoshimori ‘We’re coming for you.’

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Who Knows (A Kekkaishi Fanfic): Chapter 32

Azza was beyond relieved over how well that first visit went. The Princess had been absolutely infatuated with her sister and her artistic abilities, and despite her fears, Lissette seemed to actually enjoy being around the fox ayakashi more than she could have hoped. Hell, she’d even started sketching her much to the Princess’ delight. About the only way she could imagine things being much better would be if they finally decided to release the both of them. That wasn’t going to happen, but she could dream. In any case, Azza had awoken in a wonderful mood that day, and had decided on a walk before Miss Aihi started on her work for the day. “So we’re going to take another one? Isn’t that a bit risky?” Azza stopped in her tracks just before Byaku’s office door. Was that Shion’s voice? ‘She must be getting her next orders.’ She thought, deciding to make herself look as inconspicuous as possible to anyone that may be walking by, enjoying the view over the railings as she listened in. “The Princess doesn’t have time to wait for us to come up with something else. We can’t move her again either.” Came Byaku’s reply. “In other words, we don’t have a better choice. Fine, but that brat that replaced Gagin better make for a good distraction.” ‘Shit, Lissette’s friends are in danger. I’d better go tell her so we can -’ Azza’s thought was interrupted by a zap of pain rattling her skull, causing her to hit her knees. “You really think they’re going to believe she’s the other one?” She heard Shion say as the pain dulled and she felt herself now trapped in layers of webbing. “Yes, we simply need to put her in the clothing the other one arrived in. They look enough alike that they shouldn’t immediately be able to tell the difference.” Byaku stated, staring blankly back to Azza’s panicked glare. “If you say so.” Shion responded as her minions picked up her captured victim “At least this one will stay wrapped.” XXXXXXXXXX Gen stood at the ready, hoping against all odds that Yoshimori’s plan worked. He had his doubts, but the Kekkaishi had been right before. Besides, following Kaguro to Lissette seemed like a sound enough line of reasoning, assuming they could either avoid his detection or defeat him. Everyone was in place on the school grounds, waiting for the enemy to show up. Normally in a big fight like this was bound to be, Gen felt his element enough to black out everything else, but now he didn’t think that was a possibility, not with what was at stake. “Raizou, now don’t do anything rash.” Gen could hear Atora giving instructions to her small menagerie of ayakashi in preparation. It quickly becomes background noise as he started scanning the sky for Lissette’s captors. “Gen?” The sound of his name caught his attention and he looked down at his and Lissette’s trainer. Her expression was stern, determined even. “We’re going to get her back.” He nodded, as they heard Hakota announce the arrival of their enemy. He thought about Lissette, the way she’d never even slightly feared him, the way she had managed to worm through his barriers and become his first actual friend. He thought about her search for her sister, the loss of her mother, every bit of pain these bastards had thrown her way for her to just walk right through it. “I know.” He summoned his claws preparing for a fight she should have been fighting with them. They would indeed get her back, and if there was so much as a scratch on her or her sister, the Kokubouro was going to pay for it.

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Who Knows (A Kekkaishi Fanfic): Chapter 29

“What?! Your grandma’s back from the Black Pampas Grass?!” ‘What’s that idiot yelling about now?’ Gen thought, heading in the direction of Yoshimori’s squawking. He perched himself in a nearby tree, knowing he would probably end up being briefed on the information later anyways. “Yeah, she came back today.” Tokine answered him, her calm demeanor yet again contrasting to the male Kekkaishi’s overzealous nature. “Did she barge into that monster fox’s castle?!” Yoshimori demanded, earning a silent eye roll from Gen. Of course she wouldn’t have. If he was hearing correctly, it was Tokine’s grandma they were talking about. That woman was too level-headed to be that rash about it. “Not yet, she didn’t make it that far this time,” This information both confirmed Gen’s suspicions and caused Yoshimori to deflate a bit “But, Grandma did say she was planning to go back again the day after tomorrow.” There was a moment of silence between them, then Tokine asked the question they’d all silently been wondering. “Do you think she’s okay in there?” “Who? Lissette? She’s probably fine.” Yoshimori stated, though it was obvious he didn’t fully believe it “She’s probably working out how to bust her sister out as we speak.” Well, that part was probably accurate at least. Leave it to Lissette to put her end goal before everything else, her own safety included. It was probably the most frustrating thing about her outside of her refusal to let anyone else in on her plans. “Hey Gen! Any idea when the others are going to show up?” Yoshimori asked, having finally spotted him in his perch in the trees. “Not really. I haven’t heard anything since the last attack.” Gen replied, secretly grateful for the change of subject. “Did they at least tell you if you would be able to stay or not?” Tokine inquired, referring to his full transformation that felt so long ago now. “The Chief said I was to stay put until the Kokubouro has been dealt with. After that, I have no idea.” “Well, if they try to make you leave again, we have your back.” Yoshimori declared, his expression full of that over-enthusiastic determination that was so familiar to Gen these days “And I’m sure Lissette will when she comes back too.” XXXXXXXXXX “Do they know you’ve been coming down here?” Lissette asks between bites of the lunch Azza had brought her today. Her sister had been there for almost a week at this point, the two of them filling each other in on their respective situations. “A couple of them do. Miss Aihi has known from the beginning, and Byaku found out a few days ago. He actually suggested I be the one to bring your food instead of a guard.” Lissette made a face at that, eyeing her bowl of rice with suspicion. “Relax, they don’t do anything weird to it. Wouldn’t really be any point in doing that.” “Does…you-know-who, know that I’m here?” Lissette asked, her eyes darting towards the door, almost as if she expected their father to burst through it and skewer them both. “Probably, since everyone else does. I haven’t really seen him much since the invasion.” Azza said, taking a bite of her own meal. “Me either…I know I should be relieved, but I don’t like how quiet he seems to have been. I don’t trust it.” Azza didn’t reply to that, trying to shove down her own unease. While she did openly avoid the bandage-wrapped bastard as much as possible, and put on a brave front whenever he was around, he was still the guy that had torn their family apart for half of she and her twins’ life. Lissette wasn’t the scared, shy younger sister she remembered as all, and though it was taking a little getting used too, she was somewhat grateful for it. She’d expected Aunt Calli to all but spoil her rotten, but Lissette was a fighter, and had far better control of herself than she was sure anyone in their little family had dared to hope for. Which reminded her… “How’s Aunt Calli been handling everything?” Lissette nearly choked on her bite, seemingly caught off guard by the question. “Uh…probably fine.” Azza raised an eyebrow at her sister, who was suddenly very interesting in studying the floor. “Probably?” “...Man, these radishes are really good.” “Lissette, you have been keeping in touch with Aunt Calli, right?” “...I don’t think you want to hear that answer Azza.” Azza rubbed her temples, sensing a sudden, not-bug-related headache coming on. “You mean to tell me, that in seven years, you haven’t even tried to keep in touch with our godmother, or at least let her know you were still alive.” “Now I didn’t say that! I left her a note when I left. Plus I send her a letter every May. I don’t put a return address, but in all fairness, I’ve moved around a lot.” Azza glared at her twin, who at least had the decency to look a bit ashamed. Poor Aunt Calli probably thought they were both dead. “Lissette?” “...Yes?” “When we get out of here, we are each writing her another letter, in which you are going to beg her forgiveness, and we are going to put a return address on them.” “...You want some good news?” “Is it that you already planned on doing exactly that?” “Yes” “Then you are forgiven…mostly.” XXXXXXXXXX Despite the circumstances, Lissette couldn’t remember the last time she’d felt so relieved. After seven years, here was her twin, alive and mostly unscathed. True, the worm was going to be a problem, and neither of them trusted how little her cell was guarded, but being able to see her twin every day after so long gave her hope. As for the stuff with Aunt Calli, she was looking forward to having some good news to send her once they got out. Hell, depending on how things went, maybe they could manage heading straight for her and she could start in on the massive mountain of apologies that she rightfully owed the woman early. Then there would be the matter of letting Gen and the others know she was alright, not to mention successful… ‘Whoa, hold it,’ She thought, gazing up at the ceiling, her sister having departed for the time being ‘First things first, we need to figure out how we’re going to get out. We can worry about the rest after that’ On that note, she sat up into a sitting position, pulling her knees up to her chest and resting her chin on them. She took a deep breath, clearing her mind in order to take mental inventory of their situation. To start with, there was the issue of the worm planted in Azza’s mind by Byaku. This made even planning anything together by itself all but impossible. Then there was the fact that, with or without a plan, the damned thing would cause her sister pain if she stepped too far out of line, and Lissette didn’t want to figure out what may happen if she were to make an escape attempt. So, dealing with the worm would be the first issue to deal with. Then, there was the matter of finding an actual exit to this place that they could access on their own. In other words, unless they miraculously managed to get some serious back-up from the outside, Lissette and her twin were screwed. Never in her life had she been so disappointed in herself for letting Gen be right about something.