Through widened eyes Yua looks to the man who held her hand with an unwavering grip. When his face didn't shift, eyes red and stern eyebrows, her mother simply started to cry softly with her forehead against the dirt. And Fugaku... He stood there watching, and so Yua had to. Her lip tensed. She didn't want her mother to be sad, and she didn't know what to do to make her feel better. The man gave an aura that she didn't want to cross, like she would get into really bad trouble if she moved from her spot, so she stood watching her mother sob, weakly calling out to her. "Yua," She whimpered, "Don't leave me, Yua," And she whispered that a few times. "Don't take her away. My baby.
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