Author's notes:
Hey there!
Thanks for checking out my fic. After reading this, please review it ASAP.
It's my first time to write a fic, let alone a Tasuki fic.
Just a hint for you before you go on: The setting is before Genrou became
officially Tasuki. It's much easier to write a fic like so...because you can
alter it anyway you want. Or maybe it's easier if it's after...Ask many fic
writers!
Speaking of fic writers, I would highly recommend you to read this fic
called "A Hidden Secret" by Twin Girls. If you are an FY, especially
Tasuki, fan, please read this oh-so-beautiful fic. It's in
fanfiction.net...so just [find] it. I gave you the title and the
writer...you'll see it. FYI, it's a Tasuki fic.
Disclaimer: I am not Ms. Yuu Watase. (You know what that mean.)
Read and rock on!
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"Damn, where's Kasumi when you need her?" A woman in her mid-40s hissed to another female around the same age as her. "Probably violating my rules again." "What do you mean, Mariko-san?" "She's acting like a guy, for hell's sake, Sakura!" "What?!" Sakura exclaimed. "I know...it's a real pain. Imagine that 12-year-old girl boxed Midori-sama's son!" Mariko told Sakura. "Now that's just silly! A girl should not fight! There are men to do the fighting." "You know what's worse? She told me it's because Maki-sama is a pain. I have to go to Midori-sama and apologize! How embarrassing!" "She should be here, cooking!" "With us!" Mariko added. "Kasumi! Come in here this instant!" Mariko called outside.
Minutes later, a girl with midnight blue hair that reached up to her shoulder and mauve eyes came in, smiling. But the moment she saw the frown on her "aunts", her bright expression just became gloom. Oh goody, another lecture on how to act..."Act like a girl, Kasumi," "You shouldn't do that, Kasumi." This is what you get when you live with girly-girls. She thought, remembering how the people on front of her would lecture her. "Well?" Kasumi started, definitely not in the mood for lectures on how a woman should act. How she should act, according to these people. "Don't sound too impatient! We took you in here and you have no right to act like that!" Mariko retorted. "As if I had the choice to be here..." Kasumi mumbled. "What was that?" Sakura asked this time. "Nothing." Kasumi replied sharply. "If you're complaining how we discipline you here, then better change that attitude of yours!" "Yeah, we took you in here, took care of you, and that's how you show your gratitude?" Kasumi didn't speak. She was too angry for words. Gratitude? I figure death was better than this. Suddenly, the eyes of Sakura saw what Kasumi was wearing...she screeched in terror and yelled, "You're wearing pants and that shirt!" At the same time, holding on to the table next to her, as if going to faint. "Yeah...so?" "Kasumi, go to your room now! I'll deal with your punishment later!" Mariko said back. "What?! What did I do?" Kasumi asked in surprise. "You are wearing boy's outfit. You know very well that we have plenty of kimonos available. Go to your room...now!" She mumbled a long line of curses as she went up the stairs of the orphanage. No matter how big this building is, Kasumi never get along with anybody. They think she's weird. Is it weird to act like a guy? It does not violate any rule at all! At least, not at this stupid orphanage. I dress like a guy, so what? I find it comfortable, rather than wearing long dresses with frills and laces. Eww...Geez, these people faint because of the simplest things! Besides, I'll admit I have the right blend of a girl and boy. Why can't they accept that? She thought, remembering the reaction of Sakura when she saw Kasumi wearing a dark blue pair of jeans and a short- sleeved red shirt. If they're expecting me to act dainty and dress like a girl, they're dreaming! I won't be even caught dead wearing those!
As she reached her room, she saw a huge picture at the side. There were two people in it. Both females were wearing what most women are wearing now [that time]. One was short and fat; the other one was tall and skinny. Kasumi recognized who these were: Mariko the malnu, and Sakura the swine. She nicknamed the ones who will give her punishment later on. She thought it was funny and the two deserved those, but the other orphans thought it was cruel. Kasumi recalled how the others reacted when she told these: "Kasumi! That wasn't funny, not funny at all!" "They took care of us like their own children and that's how you repay them?" "Kasumi, have you tried to understand them? What if you were on their shoes?" "Yeah, have you considered them as loving?"
She just rolled her eyes as she recalled this. Loving? Try being discriminated against! What do they know, anyway? Actually, who knows what they'll do to when we grow up? Why, have they considered being on my shoes? No they haven't! And they call me cruel. At least I don't spread gossip like them. Besides, the reason why they treat us like their "own children" is because they can never have a family by blood! Who will marry those kinds of freaks?
As she slammed her door, she heard the "swine and malnu" talking at the foot of the stairs. "*Sigh*, what will we do to Kasumi now?" "I don't know...I'm beginning to lose hope in her. And she's beautiful..." "I know...I'm sure when she grows up, she'll be our top seller." Kasumi inched closer to the door and listened. Top seller? "Should we tell her our plans?" "No, I don't think she'll like the idea of being a prostitute. Maybe the others will...but she's becoming tomboy, and she'll highly despise being a prostitute. If that happens..." "We'll lose her. There go our chances of being rich!" "I know. We'll tell her now. If she disagrees, I'll tie her to her bed!" "Yeah, and we'll just come into her room to feed her. At least we can control her actions."
Kasumi couldn't stop her tears from flowing down her cheeks. Prostitution? That's the reason why they kept us all here? It all seems to Kasumi like a joke she just can't comprehend. That explains why there's no guy here! Her heart raced faster when she heard the two owners go up in the flight of stairs, heading straight to her room. What am I going to do? How will I escape? Then she heard their voices...so near...but it stopped. She heard the two struggling, she peaked outside and saw the rope circled beside her door won't budge. "Darn it! The damn rope is stuck on the damn nail!" "I'll get the saw." This is my chance! She was the only one who knows how to untangle the rope. After all, she was the one who puts it there. The moment she heard Mariko and Sakura was gone, she opened the door and easily got the rope. Now to find a way out... The window in her room caught her eye. She tied a knot and placed it around a loose nail under the sill. She searched the room for the last time and got her one precious object- a wristband her dead sister did for her. On it was the Chinese symbol meaning "freedom", which she stitched herself [Kasumi's sister].
Now I'll get freedom, sis...and I'll avenge your death, I swear. I'll make those men wish they never touched you. She painfully thought how a group of soldiers raped and murdered her sister. Her sister made a deal that she's willing to do whatever those soldiers will say as long as they free Kasumi. True to their word, those bullies freed Kasumi, but not too far. She heard her sister's screams...and until now it rings in her ears.
I'll find them, Hitomi-senpai, and I'll kill them. If I go to hell because of that, I'll bring those thugs along. "And where do you think you're going?" Mariko yelled at her from her door, breaking into her thoughts. "Gotta go!" Kasumi slid down the sturdy rope. She heard Mariko yelling and Sakura trying to cut the rope, but all their efforts were to no use. The moment the rope was cut, Kasumi was already safe on the ground. Part of her wanted to warn the others, but she knows they won't listen. They don't have any trust in Kasumi, so why should they start now?
Kasumi ran straight in the woods, not caring where she's heading. I just want to get away from their greed. She was lost, she admitted. She decided to get the black-and-white-striped wristband. She placed in on her left wrist, with the symbol facing her. She stared at it for a minute and whispered, "Freedom at last." She looked away and smiled, almost insanely.
But she thought as she wandered more, now what? Where will I be going?
Suddenly, she saw houses by the end of the forest. Maybe I can find something here... ~^~^~^~^~^~^~~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^
Author's notes (again): Hi ho diggidy! Thanks for reaching chapter one... Your reviews please! Note: Reviews, not flames. There's a fine line difference. A review criticizes...flames throws fire. But you're not Tasuki...so you have no right to go "Lekka Shinen"-ing me. Thanks! (
Disclaimer: I am not Ms. Yuu Watase. (You know what that mean.)
Read and rock on!
^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^ ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Chapter 1- Escape ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Damn, where's Kasumi when you need her?" A woman in her mid-40s hissed to another female around the same age as her. "Probably violating my rules again." "What do you mean, Mariko-san?" "She's acting like a guy, for hell's sake, Sakura!" "What?!" Sakura exclaimed. "I know...it's a real pain. Imagine that 12-year-old girl boxed Midori-sama's son!" Mariko told Sakura. "Now that's just silly! A girl should not fight! There are men to do the fighting." "You know what's worse? She told me it's because Maki-sama is a pain. I have to go to Midori-sama and apologize! How embarrassing!" "She should be here, cooking!" "With us!" Mariko added. "Kasumi! Come in here this instant!" Mariko called outside.
Minutes later, a girl with midnight blue hair that reached up to her shoulder and mauve eyes came in, smiling. But the moment she saw the frown on her "aunts", her bright expression just became gloom. Oh goody, another lecture on how to act..."Act like a girl, Kasumi," "You shouldn't do that, Kasumi." This is what you get when you live with girly-girls. She thought, remembering how the people on front of her would lecture her. "Well?" Kasumi started, definitely not in the mood for lectures on how a woman should act. How she should act, according to these people. "Don't sound too impatient! We took you in here and you have no right to act like that!" Mariko retorted. "As if I had the choice to be here..." Kasumi mumbled. "What was that?" Sakura asked this time. "Nothing." Kasumi replied sharply. "If you're complaining how we discipline you here, then better change that attitude of yours!" "Yeah, we took you in here, took care of you, and that's how you show your gratitude?" Kasumi didn't speak. She was too angry for words. Gratitude? I figure death was better than this. Suddenly, the eyes of Sakura saw what Kasumi was wearing...she screeched in terror and yelled, "You're wearing pants and that shirt!" At the same time, holding on to the table next to her, as if going to faint. "Yeah...so?" "Kasumi, go to your room now! I'll deal with your punishment later!" Mariko said back. "What?! What did I do?" Kasumi asked in surprise. "You are wearing boy's outfit. You know very well that we have plenty of kimonos available. Go to your room...now!" She mumbled a long line of curses as she went up the stairs of the orphanage. No matter how big this building is, Kasumi never get along with anybody. They think she's weird. Is it weird to act like a guy? It does not violate any rule at all! At least, not at this stupid orphanage. I dress like a guy, so what? I find it comfortable, rather than wearing long dresses with frills and laces. Eww...Geez, these people faint because of the simplest things! Besides, I'll admit I have the right blend of a girl and boy. Why can't they accept that? She thought, remembering the reaction of Sakura when she saw Kasumi wearing a dark blue pair of jeans and a short- sleeved red shirt. If they're expecting me to act dainty and dress like a girl, they're dreaming! I won't be even caught dead wearing those!
As she reached her room, she saw a huge picture at the side. There were two people in it. Both females were wearing what most women are wearing now [that time]. One was short and fat; the other one was tall and skinny. Kasumi recognized who these were: Mariko the malnu, and Sakura the swine. She nicknamed the ones who will give her punishment later on. She thought it was funny and the two deserved those, but the other orphans thought it was cruel. Kasumi recalled how the others reacted when she told these: "Kasumi! That wasn't funny, not funny at all!" "They took care of us like their own children and that's how you repay them?" "Kasumi, have you tried to understand them? What if you were on their shoes?" "Yeah, have you considered them as loving?"
She just rolled her eyes as she recalled this. Loving? Try being discriminated against! What do they know, anyway? Actually, who knows what they'll do to when we grow up? Why, have they considered being on my shoes? No they haven't! And they call me cruel. At least I don't spread gossip like them. Besides, the reason why they treat us like their "own children" is because they can never have a family by blood! Who will marry those kinds of freaks?
As she slammed her door, she heard the "swine and malnu" talking at the foot of the stairs. "*Sigh*, what will we do to Kasumi now?" "I don't know...I'm beginning to lose hope in her. And she's beautiful..." "I know...I'm sure when she grows up, she'll be our top seller." Kasumi inched closer to the door and listened. Top seller? "Should we tell her our plans?" "No, I don't think she'll like the idea of being a prostitute. Maybe the others will...but she's becoming tomboy, and she'll highly despise being a prostitute. If that happens..." "We'll lose her. There go our chances of being rich!" "I know. We'll tell her now. If she disagrees, I'll tie her to her bed!" "Yeah, and we'll just come into her room to feed her. At least we can control her actions."
Kasumi couldn't stop her tears from flowing down her cheeks. Prostitution? That's the reason why they kept us all here? It all seems to Kasumi like a joke she just can't comprehend. That explains why there's no guy here! Her heart raced faster when she heard the two owners go up in the flight of stairs, heading straight to her room. What am I going to do? How will I escape? Then she heard their voices...so near...but it stopped. She heard the two struggling, she peaked outside and saw the rope circled beside her door won't budge. "Darn it! The damn rope is stuck on the damn nail!" "I'll get the saw." This is my chance! She was the only one who knows how to untangle the rope. After all, she was the one who puts it there. The moment she heard Mariko and Sakura was gone, she opened the door and easily got the rope. Now to find a way out... The window in her room caught her eye. She tied a knot and placed it around a loose nail under the sill. She searched the room for the last time and got her one precious object- a wristband her dead sister did for her. On it was the Chinese symbol meaning "freedom", which she stitched herself [Kasumi's sister].
Now I'll get freedom, sis...and I'll avenge your death, I swear. I'll make those men wish they never touched you. She painfully thought how a group of soldiers raped and murdered her sister. Her sister made a deal that she's willing to do whatever those soldiers will say as long as they free Kasumi. True to their word, those bullies freed Kasumi, but not too far. She heard her sister's screams...and until now it rings in her ears.
I'll find them, Hitomi-senpai, and I'll kill them. If I go to hell because of that, I'll bring those thugs along. "And where do you think you're going?" Mariko yelled at her from her door, breaking into her thoughts. "Gotta go!" Kasumi slid down the sturdy rope. She heard Mariko yelling and Sakura trying to cut the rope, but all their efforts were to no use. The moment the rope was cut, Kasumi was already safe on the ground. Part of her wanted to warn the others, but she knows they won't listen. They don't have any trust in Kasumi, so why should they start now?
Kasumi ran straight in the woods, not caring where she's heading. I just want to get away from their greed. She was lost, she admitted. She decided to get the black-and-white-striped wristband. She placed in on her left wrist, with the symbol facing her. She stared at it for a minute and whispered, "Freedom at last." She looked away and smiled, almost insanely.
But she thought as she wandered more, now what? Where will I be going?
Suddenly, she saw houses by the end of the forest. Maybe I can find something here... ~^~^~^~^~^~^~~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^
Author's notes (again): Hi ho diggidy! Thanks for reaching chapter one... Your reviews please! Note: Reviews, not flames. There's a fine line difference. A review criticizes...flames throws fire. But you're not Tasuki...so you have no right to go "Lekka Shinen"-ing me. Thanks! (