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Hopefully this chapter is easy enough to understand. I didn't wanna make Hiyori girly...just weakened due to her hollow...So...
Yeah.
Still owned by Kubo.
Hiyori was never as happy to be in a bathroom stall as she was right then.
She sat down and curled up as much as she could, trying to disappear. She pulled her knees up to her face and wrapped her arms around herself. Her hollow was still throwing a fuss. It yelled at her and attacked her from every angle possible. Hiyori's hands surrounded her head and she closed her eyes tight. Muscle aching to strike out at the stall's walls, she shook in the attempt to keep her anger under control.
ARE YOU KIDDING ME?
Another strong attack. Hiyori gasped and shook. Her feet slipped, and her head spun in dizzy circles. Normally she could easily beat that hollow down, but she was shaken. Shinji had….Shinji…had…She brought her fingers to her lips.
In her mind, the hollow glared at her. It showed its two fangs in a disapproving scowl.
YOU LET HIM KISS YOU? YOU DO KNOW I FEEL EVERYTHING YOU DO RIGHT? IT WAS DISGUSTING!
Hiyori looked at her hollow reflection, "It didn't mean anything. Shinji always gets way to inta his dances and-"
YOU CALLIN' THAT FAKE?
Hiyori faultered. What was it saying?
THAT FEELING….I FELT THAT FEELIN', THAT SICK, DISGUSTING, HAPPY FEELIN'! HE WAS PUTTING HIS ALL INTO THAT KISS. ALL HIS EMOTION, HIS HEART, HIS LOVE.
"SHUT UP!"
"Hiyori?"
Lisa reached in through the crack in the stall door and flicked the lock open. Hiyori stayed curled up. She tightened her grip on herself, turning her knuckles white.
YOU LIKED IT. YOU KNOW YOU LIKED IT. TASTE THAT? THAT'S THE TASTE OF HIS LIPS. THAT WARMTH? HIS TOUCH. THAT FEELING? ISN'T THAT WHAT YOU'VE WANTED FOR HOW LONG NOW?
"Hiyori, are you alright? I saw you run up the stairs. What happened…?"
It laughed, throwing its head back and cackling like a maniac.
GO ON. TELL HER. TELL HER ABOUT HIS KISS. TELL HER HOW MUCH YOU LIKED IT-
Hiyori screamed. Lisa grabbed Hiyori by the shoulders and looked her right in the eyes. If there was anything the Vizards had learned over the decades it was that the eyes told what was going on in the soul.
"…Your hollow…"
Hiyori's eyes started to tear up. Lisa's eyes narrowed.
"What did it do? We'll kill that stupid-"
"It wasn't …my hollow…"
OF COURSE IT WASN'T ME. IF I WOULD HAVE MY WAY I'D KILL THAT IDIOT. Another laugh. NOTHING WOULD HURT YOU MORE WOULD IT? I COULD CUT YOU TO SHREADS AND IT STILL WON'T COMPARE TO THE PAIN OF LOOSING THE ONE YOU'VE LOVED FOR SO-
Hiyori jumped out of the stall and slammed the door. Lisa just watched. This was at least normal.
"Hiyori…it was Shinji, wasn't it…?"
Hiyori breathed deeply. Yes, she had kinda, sorta, maybe dreamed of Shinji…loving…her. And her hollow was right, Shinji was her other half, the stupid half in her opinion, but still her other half, official or not.
"Don't tell me what I already know."
"Huh?"
HUH?
"Don't tell me what I already know! You'll never be able to beat me down. I can take anything you give!" Her hollow squirmed. "But the second you go after him you are DEAD!"
Hiyori straighted her stance, and walked out the door.
Lisa stood there. She could hear the music as the door temporarily opened and closed. She understood hollow interactions and understood relationships (to a point). Combining these two and adding Hiyori's temper…
Shinji was in for one heck of a talking too.
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