Y/N's POV

Told you not to worry
But maybe that's a lie
Honey, what's your hurry?
Won't you stay inside?
Remember not to get too close to stars
They're never gonna give you love like ours

"Hurry, I'm worried. . ." I hum, grabbing a glass of water out of the fridge. I feel hands over my eyes and jump a little, then feel someone pull my headphones off. "Guess who?" I hear Harumi's voice. I giggle. "Hmmm, Billie Eilish?" 

"No, guess again." 

"Okay. . . Tris Prior!" 

"One more try. . ." 

"Batman!" 

"What?" Harumi laughs. "No--" 

"Ru!" I grin and turn around for a hug. She grins and hugs me back, and I sip my water after we break apart. I'm wearing the ring she gifted me of course, it's beautiful and I'll treasure it forever. "So, what's up?" 

"Does anything need to be up for me to want to talk with my girlfriend?" 

"Usually, yes." I grin teasingly. 

"Well, I was going to ask you something." 

"Haha, knew it!" 

Harumi rolls her purple eyes, and I swim in them for a moment, drowning in their excellent beauty. So rare, so perfect. They shine and have a deep, solid shade worthy to be a gemstone. 

"Y/N, did you hear me?" 

"Yeah," I lie. 

"Then what did I say?" 

"You want to go on a date with me? Outside the Bounty away from the ninja?" 

She crosses her arms, mock pouting. "Okay then, you're good, I'll give you that." I grin and sip more water. "Where to?" 

"I'm not sure yet," Harumi admits. "Do you think I can be allowed to um, shop a little?" I giggle. It's been three months since she's been here, and everyone's convinced of her goodness. "I don't see why not--I'll ask Sensei or Misako--" I hear something drop from around the corner.

"I can't believe you--again--" I hear Cole's voice. 

"Yeah, they were probably about to--" Kai is cut off. 

"I don't see the point in spying--" Zane starts. 

"She's my sister!" Jay walks out with crossed arms, and is aware of two female eyes on him. Harumi and I cross our arms. 

"Just what do you think you're doing, mister?" I ask. 

He rubs the back of his neck awkwardly. "Protecting my sister?" He asks sheepishly. 

I roll my eyes. "I don't need protecting," I insist, "I'm not twelve anymore!" 

"I know, but. . ." Jay trails off.

"Big siblings are supposed to keep their little siblings alive. It's in the job. Right, sis?" Kai asks Nya, who had walked in from the other side. 

"Were you spying on Y/N again?" She asks in an exasperated tone, glancing between her brother and boyfriend. 

"Again?" Harumi and I chorus. 

"Sorry guys, but Jay likes to--what did you call it again?" 

"Keep my sister in check?" Jay replies meekly. 

I sigh. "Well, I. . ." I glance at Harumi for help. 

"We're fine, really. We don't need. . ." But she seems to be struggling as much as I am. 

"I think Y/N and Harumi are saying that they don't need you invading their privacy, and nothing bad will happen to them. You should trust them. How many times did Y/N help or save you on a mission?" Pixal asks. 

"That's true, but--" Jay is cut off by Pixal who actually is answering the questions. 

"Twenty-one fatalities have been avoided because of Y/N's help." She reports. 

"Really? That many?" Kai asks incredulously. 

"Are you sure?" Cole asks. 

"I thought it might be more," I mumble.

"The point is, Y/N can take care of herself, and she and Harumi will be fine." Pixal turns towards us apologetically, "I overheard your struggle and asked Sensei if you would be able to leave. He gives you clearance." 

I smile slightly at Pixal, "Thanks." I grin at my girlfriend. "Let's get ready to go then!" 

\/\/\/\/\/\

"They can go by themselves, Jay--let them take a vehicle and go," Nya persuades Jay, who gives in. 

"Fine! But be careful!" He says almost snappishly, then gives me a big brother hug. "Don't get hurt!" 

I laugh and hug him back before pulling away. "I won't!" We get in the car Jay designed me for my birthday, a F/C (car of choice), and we buckle up. Of course, before I drive out I turn on and crank up the music. "Ready Ru?" I grin, and she nods. I drive out onto the road, and I glance back to see my brother and his girlfriend get back into the Bounty, which will stay grounded until we get back. 

We sing along to every song we know, with the windows down. It's great, and I'm almost sad when we park and walk in. We hold hands and chat, giggling about our outfits. 

"Try it on! I'm sure you'll look great." Harumi grins, and I head to the dressing room. I try the outfit on, and spin around in front of the mirror to make sure I don't look like a dork before my girlfriend sees me. As I'm stepping out, I hear a muffled shriek, and I catch sight of two strong men holding a now limp Harumi. 

"RU!" I scream, my eyes filling with tears. "NO! HELP! SOMEONE HELP THEY'VE GOT HER!" Many heads swivel in my direction. Panic chokes me as I run out, and I hear the alarm go off since I've still got the clothes on I haven't paid for yet. I run as fast as I can, screaming for help, but it's no use. I'm of no use. I see the jet flying away, and I know it's too late. No elemental powers. No mode of air transportation. And no Harumi. 

I sink to my knees in the middle of the street and sob like an idiot. I almost wish a car would come hit me. I feel arms on mine and scream, but realize it's an officer leading me to the sidewalk and into safety. His lips move, but I hear no words; I stare blankly into the distance, and I feel him shaking me. Words tumble out of my mouth, some profane, about what happened as I sob uncontrollably. 

Where did you go?

I should know, but it's coldAnd I don't wanna be lonelyWas hoping you'd come homeI don't care if it's a lie

(Sorry for the ending. . . That's my head right now. Duh I don't own Billie Eilish (you shouldn't be able to own a person anyway, btw check out "My Future"!) or ilomilo, all credit to the queen. Love ilomilo by the way, her music is so good ahhh!!! Sorry for not updating for a while too, I should really come up with a schedule where I have which days I update what story to not leave anyone hanging, but writing is a mood for me! It depends on what story I feel pulled towards, or if I'd rather write music or something. Sorry flames, love you! Ash)