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Summary: Tsuyuno is alone and suffers from PSTD from her parents' brutal murder. She lives in fear each day expecting the murder to find her. Aya is alone and suffers from domestic abuse and bullying. She lives everyday wishing she could just die. Can they find help in each other or will they give in to their anxiety?

Unfortunate Souls

The abrupt alarm from a clock startled Asagiri Aya awake; the sudden movement sent pain through her torso. The cycle starts again. With a grimace she readies herself for school.

Aya walked into the kitchen. Her brother sat eating quietly. Across from him her father sat more interested in the paper then in the food. With a frown the young girl sat next to her brother, keeping her head low. She grabbed her piece of toast and the Nutella to spread it on top. She ate with small nibbles drowning out the voices around her.

I don't belong here.

Aya gazed at the ground as she walked. It was the same path she took every day so she didn't need to pay that much attention to her surroundings. Familiar red lights blinked back and forth moving the yellow and black crossing guard down. The train speed pasted her like a blur.

I want to die.

The lights stopped flickering and the guard rose. Signaling the train has pasted and it was safe to continue. Her eyes focused on the actual tracks as people walked by. Maybe another day. Aya pressed forward. Her strides became smaller as she got closer to the school. What torment awaited her today? More bugs? Smelly trash around her locker and desk?

By the time she entered the property most of the students had cleared out. She yanked open her shoe locker as if she was ripping off a band aid. Inside was what she expected. Tacks and razor blades filled her shoes to the brim. From around the locker she heard the snickering of her tormentors. With a sigh she emptied her shoes and changed into them.

Her assented seat was in the back of the class, were the more problematic kids were normally kept. Her desk littered with graffiti written in permanent marker.

'Creepy.'

'Die'

'Gross'

'This desk is reserved for trash'

Did the teacher really not care that school property was being defaced? Sitting down Aya glimpsed into the under compartment. Glue covered everything square inch, the bottle was purposely left. The dark haired girl quickly learned never to leave anything overnight inside the school.

The teacher's words flew in one ear and out the other. Her grades were decent enough but it was hard to focus with the others around her. Being uncomfortable made time by go by slower than if she was able to pay attention.

The bell rang for lunch; half of the classroom left to eat else were and get fresh air. Aya didn't move from her seat. She reached into her bag for her lunch. Her hand groped around but couldn't find the bento. One of them took it. It was fine as long as they returned the actually bento box. She leaned forward to rest her head in her hand. She shouldn't fully put her head down. Who knows what Sarina and the others would do if she let her guard down like that. Not that having her guard up helped her in the slightest.

Aya tensed up feeling malicious eyes on her person. Using her banks to cover her eyes she glanced over at Sarina's direction. The redhead was staring back with the most evil of smirks. Erika was snickering to herself while poking at her food making disgusting faces at it.

The day came to a close. Asagiri frowned when she realized her name was on the cleaning duty list. She was in charge of the gym's shed. It wasn't that she hated cleaning or even that she hated staying after hours to work. What saddened her was that her cleaning partner was Ai. Ai was one of the girls that bullied her. Generally Ai, by herself, never outright bullied her without the presences of Sarina and Erika. There was a real pack mentality in that group of friends. Maybe without the other two girls she could get through the cleaning without an accident.

She swallowed hard Sarina and Erika had women's bathroom cleaning duty. If she hurried she could make it scot free. The long haired girl rushed to the gym, the brunette had yet to arrive. There were tons of balls around the ground, as if the cage had been purposely dumped out. Basket balls, soccer balls, base balls, and volley balls. Quickly she sorted through them placing them in their respectable places. The last ball was put away when she heard the door behind her open.

Sudden pain hit her head as one of the basket balls made contact with her skull. Successfully knocking her off her feet. Through watery eyes she looked up and saw Erika grinning. "Sorry to keep you waiting!" What was she doing here? Her cleaning partner was supposed to be Ai. Not that it really mattered.

The brunette turned to look out the door then moved out of the way as a large student strolled in. She didn't recognize the older boy but could tell from his mannerism she didn't care to know him.

"This girl? She wants to play?" Their eyes met for a split seconds and a smile took up most of his face. "She's pretty cute! It's really alright if I'm her first?"

Acute fear swelled up in her chest. "No... No..." Her tormentors really wouldn't let it go that far right?

"Yeah it's fine." Erika said cheerfully.

His hands flew to the belt on his pants undoing them with ease. "Then I won't hold back." His pants slipped down his thighs.

"Please stop." Aya whispered tears pooling in the corners of her eyes ready to fall. The raven haired girl quickly got to her feet stepping back with each step he took towards her. She felt something make contact with her back.

"Shut up, don't whine." Glimpsing behind her was Sarina who kicked her forward into his grasp. When did the redhead get here? Ai was there too now, sitting next to her friend.

"Caught you."

"No!" Aya gave a good push breaking free of the upperclassmen's hold. Thanks to his loose pants he stumbled backwards and fell to his butt. The raven haired girl dashed out of the gym's supply shed.

"Oh my, she's running away."

"Hurry, catch her!" Sarina commanded. Erika was the first to give chase. The blonde picked himself off the ground and pulled up his pants. Once properly fixed Shouta gave chase as well.

Aya ran with no real destination in mind. Where could she hide? She looked over her shoulder; they didn't catch up to her yet. She left the school grounds and headed towards the parking lot. Perhaps they wouldn't look between the teacher's cars. She panted heavily from the mad sprint trying to calm her rapid heartbeat.

"Hey! Where did ya go?" Her hand flew to her mouth. If she couldn't calm down they would hear her erratic breathing. "I'm not going to hurt you!" From under the car she could see their feet walk by. "We're not going to find her."

Erika voiced out a disappointed groan. "Sarina will get upset if we don't find her."

"We'll do this another day."

Aya waited a few seconds before leaning down and looking back under a car. She couldn't see their feet. Feeling safe she let her hand fall back to her side and sighed. That feeling didn't stay for long as someone grabbed her ankle. "Found ya! You're not getting away this time."

He roughly jerked her forward. Her back hit the ground and her hips hit his knees. Immediately he pounce pinning her wrist and covering her body with his own. "No, stop it." Weakly she wiggled under him knowing full well she wouldn't be able to move his weight off.

"Give up, it's useless."

Tears once again welled up in her red eyes. No one was around to help her. Erika stood off to the side looking proud of herself. Freeing up one hand he reached down to unzip his pants. "No. No. No." She repeated it like a prayer the tears finally rolled down the side of her face.

"Don't you think that's enough?" All three of them looked over at the newcomer. It wasn't a voice she was used to hearing. The long haired girl bent her neck to the side to look around his large form. Yatsumura stood with cell phone in her hand. Her amber eyes were glued to the screen like she spoke to it instead of them. Aya recognized her; they were in the same class. The blonde was quiet and not very sociable; much like her.

"Yatsumura." Erika huffed out. "What do you want?" Shouta sighed wearing a guilty smile and pulled back sitting on his knees. Aya sat up and scooted as far back as she could, until her back was against someone's car.

She looked away from her phone, her cold golden gaze and emotionless voice had a hint of authority to it. "I think your playtime with her is over. You should leave."

Shouta stood up and brushed the dirt from his pants. It shocked Erika that he was in fact listening. Shouta was much taller and a few years older than all of them. "Why are you listening to her?!"

"I guess he isn't as dumb as he looks." The newcomer said. "I have the both of you recorded on my cell. What do you think a cop would do the both of you if I were to report it?" The brown haired girl frowned and nibbled on her bottom lip. Accessory to attempted rape was just as bad as rape itself. Cursing under her breath she ran off with Shouta following after. Aya watched in amazement as they retreated, her gaze shifted towards the blonde's profile as she watched them run.

Then Yatsumura made eye contact with her. "You're a handful." Aya tensed up slightly. The blonde was just as intimidating as her bullies but her eyes lacked the malice that they had. Yatsumura sighed and slipped her phone into her pocket. "Ms. Asagiri, I need you."

It was Yatsumura Tsuyuno's tenth birthday. And it was wonderful. Her parents spent the whole day with her listening to her every whim. Granted there wasn't much that her pregnant mother could do with her in terms of being active but it didn't bother her. Most often than not the little girl prefers snuggling into her mother enjoy the subtle movements of her unborn sibling then actual playing.

The cake they presented her was her favorite decorated with over the top plastic trinkets, strawberries and whip cream. Every small detail made her truly happy. It made her truly feel love. The way her parents tucked her into bed, the way they read her stories. It was fine till she opened her eyes again.

The small child slumped out of bed. She didn't have a bad dream or anything she just wanted to spend more time with them. Her parents always let her slip in between them. Mostly because they were too tired to carry her back to her own bed. "Mom." She called out rubbing her eyes.

A man. Covered in blotches of blood and holding a glistening butcher's knife. He bent down to be at her eye level. Dangerous predator like eyes staring directly into her own. With every word he spoke his putrid breath hit her in the face. His crooked teeth and creepy grin...

"I won't kill you right now. You're really cute and will be beautiful when you grow up. Then once you're older I'll come back to play again."

Tsuyuno awoke with a scream. She jumped up and grabbed her box cutter from under her pillow. She clutched the weapon to her chest and tried to calm down. Strands of hair stuck to her skin from her sweat. The blonde wiped her forehead. "Why do I even try to sleep at night?" On top of her night stand were different types of herbal teas to induce sleep and a small bottle of melatonin. None which worked during the night.

Her eyes shifted towards her alarm clock. It wasn't sent to go off for another hour. With a huff she placed her blade back under her pillow and got up for the school day.

Yatsumura always kept to herself. She purposely waited for the student to clear out before entering. She hated loud crowds of people. She reached her shoe looker and switched shoes. The light sound of something falling into a plastic container. The only thing she saw was one of the students' emptying her shoes into the trash. Tacks, pins and razor blades fell out of her shoes. The blonde recognized the girl as one of her classmates. With an emotionless expression she walked away.

Class was trivial to say the less. With an un-amused frown she stared at the new project assignment. It was a cultural project that had to be down in partners or small groups. Due in two weeks. Most of the students had already formed, friends stuck with other friends. Being rather antisocial this made the choice in partners easy for her.

The bell rang.

The blonde quickly shoved everything into her bag. She turned around hoping to see the black haired girl in her seat. Asagiri was long gone. Her eyebrows knitted together. Well there was always tomorrow. Right now she had to start cleaning like the rest of the kids.

Her area was the 1-A hall windows -four in total- while her partner got the floor. She grabbed her microfiber cloth and a spray bottle of plain water. Spray the window two to three times. Then wipe dry left to right and top to bottom. Repeat on the other windows.

She gazed out the cleaned window, though it wasn't much of a view just the school gate. What entered her view really caught her attention. Asagiri ran into view paused to look over her shoulder and took off again. Even from the second floor she saw intense fear on her classmate's face. Tsuyuno's eyes narrowed; she was being pursued. The direction she was headed was the parking lot.

Dropping the spray bottle and rag to the ground she took off running to intercept her. Once outside near the lot she heard the weak whimpering and crying. What she saw sickened her to no end. A vile female and a repulsive male. It was hard not to sneer at them. The blonde grabbed her phone and made her presences known.

The upperclassmen backed off immediately. The bitch needed a bit more persuasion in the matter. Still, in the end they both ran off. The short haired girl turned to inspect the fragile girl. She was still frightened even though her bullies were long gone. The raven haired girl was still curled up on the ground looking smaller than normal. She shook like some small animal of prey. Over all, she didn't seem to be physically injured either. Now was a good time then.

"Ms. Asagiri, I need you."

"Huh?"

"I need you to be my partner in our class project."

A/N: I'm upset this fandom seems so small. But at least now ff has a category for it... I can't even find any doujinshi! This must change!