Well, another fic from me...This was supposed to be for my english exam, but I found the plot rather interesting, so I decided to expand it! And, uh, the pairing was decided by my friend, since I couldn't decide.
First chapter coming right up!
"Papa, Mama! I wanna eat that!" Five-year-old Aria pointed to the delicious-looking beef in the cooking show, bouncing up and down on the soft couch.
"I'll try to cook that, Aria, dear," Her mother answered, a gentle smile crinkling her eyebrows, while her father watched in amusement as Aria's brother ruffled his sister's blonde hair, which had a slight silver and pink tinge to it.
The outside was quiet and tranquil, broken only by occasional shouts of joy from the far hill where all the other villagers had gone to celebrate. Being outsiders in the small village, Aria's family had stayed behind. They didn't follow the village traditions.
Aria squealed as her brother suddenly tickled her and ran into her room, her brother hot on her heels. All of a sudden, a short and sharp rap on the door broke the high-pitched voice of the cooking show host.
Before Aria's father could even shout 'Come in!', the wooden door was kicked open and men in black suits barged in, the man in front holding a pipe. Aria peeked out from behind her door, only to catch a glimpse of a weird symbol, before her brother's strong arms lifted her up.
He tiptoed to the trapdoor on the ceiling, and opened it, lifting Aria into the secret attic, meant only for emergencies.
"Brother, what's-" Aria was cut off by her brother. He smiled.
"Aria, shhh. Don't make any noise, okay?" He whispered to her before closing the door, leaving Aria in confusion and darkness, with only some faint beams peeking out from the cracks in the wooden floor.
Just then, a gunshot rang throughout the house. She crept over to where one of the faint beams shone, bent down and peeked through it, staying as quiet as possible, as told by her brother.
She saw something that would be etched in her young mind forever.
Her father was lying in a pool of blood. More blood still trickled from the bloody hole in his head, where he was shot. Her mother was begging, crying for her son – Aria's brother – to be spared, only to be ruthlessly kicked aside and shot mercilessly by one of the black-clothed men. Her blood splashed onto the shaking boy who was collapsed against the now blood-red wall.
Without saying anything, the man who was holding the pipe grabbed Aria's brother and dragged him away, into the pitch-black night, ignoring his screams-
IA gave a loud gasp, and woke up. It had been...quite a long time since she had that nightmare, that same nightmare that had haunted her ever since...it had happened.
The girl reached up to her forehead, and found that it was covered with a thin layer of sweat. Without even seeing, she knew that she was covered with sweat and hyperventilating. Exhaling, she reached down to her sweat-drenched covers and threw it off her bed. She would have no more need for it anymore, since it was wet and provided her no more protection against the cold blasts of the air-con. Grumbling softly, the girl opened her closet and reached for another layer of blankets.
"IA, wake up."
Yawning, she waved her hands in an attempt to chase the annoying voice away and snuggled deeper into her bed.
"IA, wake up now," The voice was getting louder and seemed to be getting more irritated.
The said girl merely turned around in her bed and gripped her blankets.
"IA I SAID WAKE UP!" The sleeping girl's sheets were torn from her death-grip and IA sprung awake immediately, jumping from her bed, hands in front of her to reach for the items on her bedside table.
"Wah, wah, chill now, IA, and uh, sorry?" The same voice that had awoken her from her...rather distressing sleep commented with a hint of fear lacing the words. IA visibly relaxed and released her held items. The girl turned around to glare at another girl behind her.
SeeU coughed awkwardly and mumbled, "Anyway, Lily wants you to come down for brunch now. It's...already past noon, you know."
She received only a nod as the only sign that the girl was listening to her. Without looking back, SeeU walked out of the room quickly, her movements stiff as a robot. She always dreaded waking IA up; she feared what the girl would do when she was disrupted from her rest, especially when she herself lost control and ripped away the blankets.
IA glanced back at the now closed door. The blonde was...scared of her? She tilted her lips up, unable to suppress the slight urge to smile sadistically at the thought of an older girl scared of her, a nineteen-year-old girl scared of a petite sixteen-year-old girl? How...unusual. I suppose it's because of me having...a rather...crude 'job', especially me being rather good at it, IA wondered as she sauntered down the hall, hands in her skirt's pockets.
"IA, you're finally here," Lily exclaimed, her hands holding up a plate of roast beef. IA merely nodded again, and settled down on her chair, ignoring the looks others gave her. The girl glanced around the table, scrutinizing its occupants. There was Teto, holding her French bread as usual, looking rather weary; Tianyi, who was babbling on and on to a rather poor Oliver, talking about her homeland's foodstuff and culture; Piko, who was arguing with Yuuki over sweets...and some others she forgot the names of. There were just too many people here, too many to remember the names of. She remembered when she was young, she had a perfect memory...No, IA shook her head. She would not remember those times. She wasn't supposed to remember the times when she was...a carefree and happy child, for goodness's sake! She had long sworn not to ever find her emotions again. They were locked deep inside her heart, the key long forgotten.
IA poked at the food in front of her, not feeling hungry after the nightmare she had yesterday night.
"IA, remember what you have tonight, 'kay?" Lily winked at her, but said girl gave no response at all, except for a shifting of her position, before she suddenly stood up and left the dining hall.
Lily shook her head. She really didn't understand that girl and her thoughts sometimes.
Well, now that was...short...I was trying my best to make IA...mysterious-ish and cold-ish. I wonder if I failed...Most probably.
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