Under Our Umbrella

Chapter Ten - A Kiddie & A Miracle.

|| Sumi P.O.V. ||

"SHOU!" I suddenly sat up, immediately regreting it as the machines hooked up to me had been shaken by the sudden movment. Where was I? What happened...? Oh yeah... A1-15... That bastard! To think, an old friend coming back to stab you in the back! But... Shou! What could they be doing with him??! When I had the mission, he wasn't even mentioned... So, why would he be a target...? Oh right! I'm an idiot! I should of remembered rule 13...

" All witnesses to anything related to T.H.E.M. shall be killed instantly!

Only exception, they have worth... And if the news gets out to the media!

Anyone held responsible will be eliminated. The witness...

We call in a A.S.K.-A.-K.I.D. ..."

But, me and A1-15 were agents... He isn't an ASK-A-KID! They are way different! Kiddies, as we like to call them, for short. Live in society! They have jobs and sometimes lovers and kids! And they don't even know who they really are! You see, a Kiddie's job is to wear a mask and look regular. Don't get me wrong, they still serve T.H.E.M. and respect the higher ups. But, they have emotion and feelings. For, whatever reason! Anyways, why do T.H.E.M. let them roam free? Because, at birth, they were implanted with a fatal chip. It's contents have multiple diseases and poisons inside. With a press of a botton, they're all released into the bloodstream. So, they know, if they care disobey... They die. But, not just anyone born could become one, they specifically black mail the smartest minds into helping the cause. If they can't, the children of the Kiddies become the next generation. But, they have to pass extremely difficult tests in-order to get in. If they fail, they die.

I reopen my eyes, remembering everything. Wasn't I friends with one before? Oh yeah, Momoe. Even though, if I was a Kiddie. I would be dead since I spared Shou and his parents... I was jealous of how they got names... I was known as A1-12. But, my number always changes if people get higher and pass me or if one dies, or if I pass them. But, when I left, that was my number. And that's what they refer me to... Back to Momoe, she was a sweet girl. Now that I look back on it, the only one to show any kind of emotion. That's why I never saw her. She was always punished. To be honest, she gave me the name Sumiko. She said it meant, child of clarity. Why she gave me that name, I don't know. But, she just said I, looked like one?? But, I feel bad for how I treated her, never responding to her questions. Never caring when she was down or hurt. Or never really, considering her a friend. I considered her an annoying brat at the time really....

Speaking of which, Kouki... He was an agent too, if I remember correctly. He obviously had a crush on Momoe. But, it wasn't ovious in the way you think. He never showed emotion, at least. If he did not one ever saw it. Maybe Momoe but, that's besides the point. He didn't hate her, that's for sure. While others looked straight ahead of them and never giving a crap about what she said. ( Myself included ). He, was sorta the opposite. He actually loosed her way, and responded to her. Just with simple nodding and quiet humming sure but, that was a rarity among us. Sure we did chat to eachother in our own groups. But, every single agent ( except him ) agreed on the fact we hated the Kiddies. They did get it alot easier than the FM + EM's aswell! And the higher ups, only approved of our behavior. They wanted us, AGENTS. To be ruthless, cold and obedient. And, for the most part... We are. Anyways, enough remembering! Now, what to do?-

"Miss Sumiko? It's your!-" The nurse came in, wide eyes looking like China plates. She looked suprissed and scared. " But... That was-! Was... A deep wound... How, why..? It's a miracle! Doctor! Doctor! Come see this!" The nurse shouted down the hall. Presumably getting a doctor. And from what she could mumble out, I presume I had a deep injury...? Not long after, a man looked to be in his late thirtys with square glasses and darkish black hair with a couple grey hairs from what I could only presume is from stress. Came in hurriedly to see what had happened. He had shooed the nurses out and stood by the door and immediately started asking a series of questions.

"Does anything hurt?" "Is your breathing okay?" "Do you think you could stand?" He asked quickly, like he had not much time. " No, nothing hurts. I'm breathing fine and yeah, I don't wanna stand! It's cozy in these blankets." He looked astonished. Amazed at his findings. " Do you know what happened? Do you know your name?" "Yes. I was hit by a truck. And my name's Sumiko." "Do you remember your last name?" Crap! What was that fake name they gave me??! Oh yeah! "Phantomuhive..." He gave me a weird look and said, "What's your relationship with the Suzuki family?" Excuse! Excuse! Remember what they told you in these kinds of situations! " B-betroved to they're son. Shou." I said, heat rising to my cheeks. His parents always teased at us getting together when we were younger and wouldn't want to tell anyone I was an AGENT. It could possibly put me, them and Shou in danger. So, they claimed me to be his betroved because they thought they could easily discover I wasn't blood.

"So, miss Phantomuhive. How are you alive?" He asked, in a kind way but... Something was off about him. "I don't know" I replied plainly. "Let me rephrase that, are you what I think you are?" He asked, a dark tention building up. He was, looking for something... Did he?- "So, your an AGENT. Aren't you? Your not only an agent..." He closed the door. It sounded like no one was around. I could only hear his voice, the beeping of the heart monitor beside me and other sounds of machinery hooked up to my body. His hair covered his eyes. A sinister smirk appearing on his lips. I however, was not afraid.

"Phantomuhive? Please, anyone who knows black butler could tell that was a lie!" He chuckled moving towards me, my straight face held. "I'm sure you know rule 13..." He said coming closer. "I'm supposed to eather kidnap you alive.... Or, dispose of you in a clean matter. Unfortunately, none of those will do." He said, coming closer. "You may not remember, but, you killed the girl I was engaged to. She was, sweeter than sweet that one.. But, she was on the hitlist. Waiting to be assigned a AGENT to kill her. You, had recieved her... And delt with her. I was saddened beyond comprehension of emotionless sacs like you. So, I don't care if I die. Because, at least I got to take you out personally." He was at my bedside, back facing the window. His gravest mistake... And, my face showed a slight smirk. "PREPARE TO DIEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

[[ Thud! ]]

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