Ok so I've talked about writing a Full Moon FanFic but I haven't gotten around to it till now. Warning: Mitsuki doesn't matter in this. Takuto and Meroko are still shinigami also. I've got poetic license so don't get your panties in a twist. If you have some complete obsession with Takuto being alive and Mitsuki being cured then read no further. However, if you are looking for a depressing, new Full Moon twist then please continue. I just feel the need to add this so it will make more sense. The voice in her dream is Izumi but she doesn't know that. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Full Moon, and I am slowly loosing respect of Arina Tanemura Sensei (don't ask why).
Death Dream
Chapter One
I want to die
The brown haired girl raced through the blackened area, her heart beating so quickly that she felt it was going to leave her chest. Then it stopped. She was still running, breathing, feeling, but her heart had completely stopped.
"You can't run from your fate! Give into the voice inside your heart that wants you to end it!!" the cryptic, mocking voice called after her.
She screamed, tripped, and fell flat on her face, the ground beneath her disintegrating as she began to fall into a black pit, her screams echoing all around her.
Panting, sweating, and screaming, Satsu flung up in bed throwing her arms out in front of her.
"Noooo!" She screamed out.
Her bedroom door swung open and a man stood there with a twisted expression on his face.
"Shut up! It's the middle of the night! Shut the fuck up and go to sleep!" He shouted.
She flinched and lied back down in bed, pulling the covers around her.
"I'm sorry…" She said quietly.
He slammed the door and stomped down the hall. She lied awake all night, too afraid to sleep again.
"Yamamoto?"
"Here!"
"Matsurabi?"
"Here!"
"Negaigoto?"
"H-here…"
Satsu was afraid to speak loudly, though she knew she was in school and nowhere near that man they dare call a father. She fixed her eyes on her desk, too scared to see the teacher's expression. She jumped slightly when sensei continued with roll call.
"Hey! You're Negaigoto, right? I'm Matsurabi Sakura. You can just call me Sakura though!" A bright girl smiled happily as Satsu changed her shoes.
"Um…yes…I'm Negaigoto Satsu."
"Satsu-chan, what are you doing after school?"
"I'm…going home…"
"In the case, would you like to hang out with me and study?"
"Well…um…"
"If I go anywhere without telling him he'll be angry with me. And I don't want to call that will only make him mad. Maybe…it would be all right if I brought Matsurabi-san home with me and we were quiet…and I apologize later…I think that will be okay."
"Would you…like to come over to study?" Satsu asked.
"Sure!"
Satsu opened the front door and peered inside, she could hear a light tapping coming from her father's office.
"I-I'm home…" She called as quietly as she could while still allowing him to hear.
The tapping stopped and she heard his chair roll back from the desk. She stood in the doorway and had Sakura stand by the gate.
His office door opened and he walked towards her, not saying a word.
"Um…if it's alright could a friend of mine study with me? I-if not…it's ok I can still ask her to leave…I'm sorry for suddenly asking like this." Satsu bowed to him.
He smiled, that smile she hated to see, the one that meant she would be punished for this.
"Of course she can study. Welcome to our home. Satsu why don't you make some snacks for our company?"
Satsu and Sakura both walked into the kitchen and she began placing cookies, onigiri, and cheese and crackers on a serving plate. They then headed up to her room where they sat against the bed, doing homework and nibbling on the snacks.
"Sakura, your name means Cherry Blossom, right?" Satsu asked.
"Yep!"
"I envy it…"
"How come? Satsu is such a pretty name!"
"Pretty? Not really…it means death. My mother died in labor so my father named me Satsu as a constant reminder that her death was my fault…"
"That's horrible…what kind of parent would do that?"
"Shhh. Not so loud, he'll hear you." Satsu whispered.
"Sorry. So what does your last name mean?"
"Dream."
"So you're…?"
"That's right. Death Dream. That probably explains why I dream of death every night."
Sakura rummaged through her messenger bag and pulled out a pig plush.
"Here. Try sleeping with this it will make your nightmares go away." Sakura smiled.
"Ah…thank you!" Satsu hugged Sakura and they set aside their homework to talk.
"Oh! It's already five! I should probably go." Sakura put all her books back in her bag.
Satsu walked her to the gate and said goodbye. She held onto the gate for a minute, knowing what was awaiting her inside. Maybe he wouldn't beat her. She was back in school so bruises couldn't be hidden.
"What am I thinking…? That wont stop him…"She went back inside, closing the door behind her and leaning against it, unsure of what to do.
"Satsu. Come into my office." Her father called.
She swallowed and walked quickly to his office. No matter how badly she wanted to walk slowly she knew if she did he'd only be angrier. She slowly opened the door and walked in closing it behind her. He was leaning against the wall, smiling.
"Good evening father…" She bowed.
"Has your friend gone home?" he asked.
"Yes. She just left."
"That's nice that you have friends, that they want to come over, that they want to study with you." He walked across the room and placed a hand gently on her cheek. "So nice, isn't it?"
"Yes father."
"But is it nice that you suddenly show up from school with a little slut that will turn on you just as soon as she befriended you? You should have asked me before you brought her here. I would have said no, a girl like you doesn't deserve friends. But I couldn't say it with her to witness, could I? It would make me look bad." His hand that was gently caressing her cheek was now holding her jaw in a tight grip. "I don't want you to talk to her anymore! Do you hear me?! If I even hear that you've been talking to her, so help me God, I'll kill you! Do you understand?!"
"Y-yes father…" She fought the urge to cry.
"Apologize!"
"I-I'm sorry father…"
He raised a hand and swept it through the air, the slap echoing through the room upon impact with her cheek. She swayed and struggled to keep from falling. He took another swing and hit her cheek again, making her fall sideways.
"You stupid, unappreciative, worthless girl!"
He kicked her in the stomach and she coughed and hacked as she clutched her chest in pain. He knelt down next to her and shoved her against the wall, making her smack her head off the paneling.
"You will never bring anyone into this house again, do you hear me?!"
"Y-yes sir…" She was still able to keep her composer.
He stood and sat at his desk, acting as if things had never happened.
She stood, bowed, and left his office, closing the door behind her.
"Dammit!!"She went upstairs to her room and collapsed on her bed, where the sobbing took place. She grabbed the pig and clutched it to her chest. There was a knock on her door. She quickly sat up and wiped at her tears. The door opened and he leaned against the doorframe.
"You're in bed? Shouldn't you be making dinner?"
"That stupid smile! I hate that stupid smile!!""I'm sorry. I'll make dinner now." She stood, the pig still clutched in her hand.
He grabbed it and pulled it from her.
"What's this?"
"Sakura gave it to me…"
"Isn't that sweet." He held the head in one hand the body in the other. There was a tearing sound as he ripped the head from the body.
Satsu flinched, stepping back slightly.
"Go make dinner." He said blankly.
"Yes…"
She walked passed him, down stairs, and into the kitchen. She began chopping onions, pretending that the fumes induced the tears. She stared at her reflection in the knife for a moment, thinking about how it could end all her suffering. But…she didn't…
The next morning Satsu sat on the bench, placing her home shoes in her shoe locker and slipping on her school slippers.
"Satsu!" Sakura smiled and sat down close by, their lockers were right by each other.
"Good morning, Matsurabi-san." She said blankly.
"I told you, call me Sakura!"
"I'm sorry…I can't…"
"Huh? Satsu…what's wrong with your cheek? It's bruising."
Satsu gasped and put on a fake smile.
"I fell out of bed this morning, I had another nightmare."
"Didn't you sleep with the plush?"
"Oh…I must have forgotten…"
"I see…"
Sakura stared at her with a look of concern, remembering all the things she'd said about her father the day before.
Satsu sat in class during lunch, trying to ignore everyone around her and sit quietly alone.
"Negaigoto Satsu?" A man asked as he walked into the room; he was a police officer.
"Oh, Satsu. These officers would like to speak with you." Sensei said, placing a hand on her shoulder.
"Alright…"
Satsu stood in the principal's office with the principal, sensei, and two officers.
"We wont mention names, but a friend of your told us she was concerned about you. She told us that you had explained to her that your father named you Satsu because he believed you were at fault for the death of your mother. Then you came to school with that bruise on your cheek. People don't tend to bruise their cheeks when getting out of bed." One of the officers said.
"But…"
"It's alright Satsu." Sensei smiled at Satsu.
"Is your father beating you?" the other officer asked.
"O-of course not…"
"You know that we'll have to meet your father right? We have to stay with you for a day to see how you two interact to make sure everything is ok."
"Yea…sure…"
After school Satsu quickly changed shoes and nearly jogged to the school gate. Sakura was waiting for her.
"Hey Satsu!" She smiled.
Satsu glanced at her for a moment and Sakura gasped when she saw the tears.
"Satsu…?"
She broke off into a run, Sakura calling after her.
Satsu sat in front of her mother's grave, sobbing uncontrollably. She pulled an exacto-knife out of her pocket and pushed it out a little bit.
"I hate my life…" She sobbed. "I want to die. Kill me. I want to die. KILL ME!!" She screamed.
She placed the exacto-knife to her wrist, piercing the flesh slightly and dragging it roughly across her wrist. The blood bubbled out and rushed from her body as if it was trying to escape.
She fell over, her vision getting dark, and her heart slowing down…
Neko: The first chapter. Depressing, as it was I hope it was also enjoyable.
Mitsuki: (Sniffle) I can't believe you finally wrote a FM FanFic and completely cut me out.
Neko: Eh…well…maybe Takuto will mention you once or twice.
Izumi: (Yawn) I can already see where this story is going and I find it incredibly boring.
Neko: Oh joy, you're no better than Kish.
Izumi: But I am better looking.
Neko: Yeah…ok then…ignoring Izumi, please R&R and read the next chapter when it's posted. Thanks.