Captive Butterfly
Author Notes: I haven't wrote for along time. Oi. But I found that possibly I can keep at this one since its similar to me and my friends RP. I feel more encouraged since I have some ideas. But there may be a overdose of angst and some possible future warnings. This is AU and based mostly on Hisoka in the beginning.
Disclaimer: Don't own Yami no Matsuei.
Prologue
The blurs of reds, oranges, and browns sped by. It seemed to continuously repeat as if by now they were actually stuck on that same road. Hisoka's eyes were fixed towards the window. He felt his stomach churn uneasily as the same scenery began to embed into his mind. Plus the bumps that the car hit weren't helping.
But maybe he was glad to be where he was. At least it wasn't home. The uneasy feeling he had was actually making him feel a bit happy. It could have been a rather complicated situation. Let alone his whole life was already one frustrating, complicating situation.
At times like this he wished he could close everyone out. Lock out every twisted feeling and memory that had been seeping into his mind ever since he was born. He didn't just have his own thoughts and memories but everyone else's.
He was an empath. Very unique and gifted as some would claim it to be. Others would claim it to be a bad omen or even a curse. That's what his parents felt him to be, a waste of time and not good enough o be part of their family. Right now Hisoka didn't care what they thought he knew they loathed and hated him.
When he turned 16 his father and mother registered him into a private school. He didn't know it was so far out o the way. Not that he really truly cared since it was far away from his family. It was a long and peaceful drive and the driver was quiet and felt it best to leave the boy to his thoughts.
You'd think being taken from a home-schooled environment to a actually school would frighten someone. Hisoka was fine with this yet the feeling of having to converse with others bothered him. Yet he was ensured that he would have his own dorm room to himself where no one would bother him. He decided he could use the alone time to his advantage.
He simply adored the fact that he could wake up and his parents would not be there. To yell, hate and despise him at his very presence.
He let out a long sigh and continued to stare and contemplate while watching the passing repetitive scenery. It was late October and the leaves on the trees were a mixture of earthy colors. Most of them were nearly bare, except for the select few which had leaves barely clinging to the branches.
Secretly Hisoka wished horrible things on himself. Many times he wished he could simply disappear from this crazy world he was born to. He hated himself.
He felt disappointed in himself.
He felt unnoticed and unwanted.
Was it his appearance, actions, his ability?
Deep down inside he was a scared and frightened child.
The car set to a halt and Hisoka groggily snapped out of his daze and looked at his surroundings. A large building stood in front of him. The vines had grown up everywhere around the building but other than that the school grounds looked well kept. He checked the time and realized just how late it was. Everyone must be in the dormitory rooms.
He thanked the driver and paid him for the long trip. He gathered his luggage and headed for his soon to be residence for the next coming months.
tbc.
End of the prologue. Hopefully I can get all my thoughts together and come up with another chapter soon since the prologue was very short. Hope for more Hisoka angst!