When I was very young,
My brother took me away from our abusive parents...
I never asked much, but all I knew was my mother was a prostitute and my father was a drunk.
But...that day my brother died, I knew.
I knew I was finally alone.
Such things as loneliness never really stricken my heart. I'm thankful for everything my brother did. He was my father, my mother, and my brother all at once.
He took such responsibility at such a young age; he never really got a chance to have a family on his own. I wish my selfishness never took over his life like that; he'd scold me for sure if he heard me talk like this.
Though I know.
This is the truth.
But it hurts so much inside. I decided to never show my suffering, hiding it well from my friends. In result, I'd try to be as cheerful as I can be. Wishing I was that strong women Ulquiorra said.
My eye's darkened as light tears fell. It didn't hurt so much like the beginning; my feeling towards death is empty. Though my loneliness never left me.
I miss you so much Sora...
I fell asleep in my tears.
BANG BANG BANG
I woke up sheepish; someone was banging at my door really loudly. I glanced at the clock; it was 12:30 in the afternoon.
I slipped out of bed and quickly put something on to cover my revealing sleeping state. I walked to the door and opened.
A woman stood before me. She dressed in a black suit and looked very business like. I stood uncomfortably "C-can I help you?" I asked.
"Miss Inoue, I'm a lawyer from the Child Protective Services and I need to speak to you." I was sort of taken aback.
Child Protective Services?
"But I already have been emancipated and-"
"This is not about you." The Lawyer stated.
I stood there froze, what is she talking about? Not me? Who in the world could it-
"May I come inside?" The Lawyer asked, cutting my train of thoughts.
I opened the door wider and guided her towards the living room.
"I'll get some tea Ms.?" I tailed off.
"Oda." She finished. I nodded, "I'll get some tea."
I'm not sure what exactly this women what's? Child Protective Services? If it's not for me, then who? I don't have any relatives...
My eye's darkened, as the pot began steaming. I pulled back to reality as I poured the tea into the cups.
I walked back into the living room, for some reason my heart was beating really fast.
I sat down across Oda-san, and took a sip of my tea. I sat it down on the coffee table as I watched Oda-san pull papers out of her suitcase.
"Have you ever heard of a child named Kaito?" She asked politely in a business manner.
I thought for a minute. "No, I haven't." I replied
She nodded silently as she pulled a picture out of her suit case. She slides the picture towards me across the coffee table.
I picked it up and examined it. This boy was quite the looker for such a young child. He had jet black hair and beautiful big violet eyes. He looked quite familiar though...
"He looks familiar, but those eyes...I would never forget a child with eye's like that."
She nodded and sighed. "Miss Inoue before...your brothers death, did he have any sort of relationship with anyone?" I could visibly tell she sort of got uncomfortable about the touchy subject.
No...Is this Sora-nii's child? It couldn't be...
"My brother never talked about a relationship, we were quite close I know he would at least mention it." I spoke unsure.
"But you were still a young girl, as well as his younger sister." I opened my mouth to speak but no words came out.
"Miss Inoue, we are unsure but we believe this is your deceased brother's son." My eye's widened.
"No, No, No Oda-san. If my brother had a relationship, why would he keep that from me? Let alone his
Child?" My voice cracked.
She looked into my eyes "Hana-san was only 3 months pregnant when your brother died. From what we know, she never told him."
I shook my head trying to come to my senses. "But...why now? It's been 4 years since Sora died." I stared at the floor trying to keep myself controlled.
"The child's mother committed suicide." I looked up unbelievingly.
"We know your very young and sixteen at that. But you're the only option apart from foster care." This was all happening so quickly and all in one sitting at that.
"Isn't the grandparents worried about the child?" I asked.
"Well, we've contacted them nonstop, as well as her other living relatives. They said they wanted nothing to do with him, as well as your parents."
They contacted my parents?
"There is also a Will from the mother." She pulled a DVD from her case, "There was only one video and it's for you." My hands were shaking as I grabbed the DVD and walked towards the DVD player.
I sat back down; my heart was beating a million beats per minute.
A woman appeared on the screen, she was gorgeous. She had big violet eyes and long brown hair that cascaded her porcelain white skin.
But once you look pass the beauty you see, distress, depression, it looked like she went to hell and back.
"Hello, Orihime.
If you're watching this...I'm dead.
Of course as you know,
She laughed painfully,
I've heard so much about you,
But you know nothing of me.
My name is Sayuki Hana,
I like to paint and play the piano.
I loved, no...That's past tense.
I love your brother very much.
I met your brother by pure chance.
I was running around the streets towards my second job with a coffee in my hand.
Out of nowhere,
I bumped into Sora.
I spilled all my coffee on him,
And our relationship took off from there.
But...
I...
Used to hate you.
My eye's widened.
'Hate me?'
You see, I was a very selfish and possessive person,
I wanted him all to myself.
When he told me he had a younger sister,
I felt a little jealous. But as he continued to talk about you,
The jealousy continued to grow.
It grew to hate.
More towards the end, I hated you with all my heart.
When I called him for a date he said that he had to hurry home,
And that you were angry at him and he wanted to make it up.
Tears fell, 'oh god. Please don't remind me of that day. Please-'
I got a call that he got into an accident.
I rushed towards the clinic that he was in.
I saw you crying sitting beside him.
I knew. I knew.
I held myself to the seat as my old pain was resurfacing all at once.
That he was dead.
She was crying as well, but kept her voice steady.
I never even had the courage to tell him I was three months pregnant,
I had every chance in the world to tell him.
I asked him to dinner to finally confess.
But he was already gone.
Her voice cracked. I didn't want to see any of this anymore. I stood up, and looked towards the lawyer.
I shook my head. "I'm sorry I can't watch this." As I held my hand to my face trying to hide my crying face.
She placed her hand on my shoulder and gave a small squeeze. "You need to see the end." She said sternly as she guided me to the couch.
Orihime I feel so foolish for this,
For hating a child.
It was never your fault,
You were twelve for god sake.
It was my jealousy that took over.
I wish I could start all over and meet you.
The right way and apologize.
I just need...
One.
One selfish request. Please.
Take care of Kaito,
Sora's child.
Our child.
I could never take care of him as a mother should.
I'm just that selfish.
I know your still just a child but.
There's nobody.
Nobody to love him,
His own mother can't even love him.
She was shaking, as she looked up.
Please. She said pleadingly.
The video cut off.
How could I possibly take care of a child, if I can't even take care of myself.
"I'll do it."
New story. I'm currently updating my other stories and got distracted and wrote this. I liked the idea when it popped in my head. I actually wrote two chapters already. I wasn't even planning to post this, but what the heck. I'm editing the other chapter. Will be posted SOOONNN