Blue Rabbit.
Description: "Don't worry. I'll protect you." He promised into her ear, right before he violated her for the first time. That was four years ago when she fell down the rabbit hole and became lost in a world of drugs, crime, and violence. M for explicit situations. Don't like dark stories? Don't read!
Pair: Kagome and Naraku.
Chapter 1: Rain.
The gray sky over the high towers of Nu-Tokyo darkens as the clouds drift along. Rain falls heavy over downtown as a young girl of her thirteenth year emerges from an underpass. She hides under a bright blue umbrella as she walks home from school. Her shiny wet loafers reflect the neon lights of the world around her as she wanders.
Her bright blue eyes and dark blue uniform stood out against the dreary background of the city around her. Her wavy raven hair frames her heart-shaped face as she roams. She passes through the steam pouring from the ground vents in the industrial prefecture of Nu- Tokyo.
A warm, sweet scent cuts through the air and draws her attention to Hanami's corner bakery. She thinks of the cheese rolls her mom used to buy her as a child. The pastries always had a chocolate surprise at the bottom. The girl smiles at the memory as she passes through a river of people.
The schoolgirl suddenly hears the wail of an ambulance off in the distance. To her left, a few patrol cars pull up in the parking lot. First-responders hurry by her and make their way toward a group of spectators. She catches a glimpse through the crowd of onlookers; the sight of two dead bodies on the pavement chills her. One of the workers tries to disperse the crowd as the other throws tarps over the corpses. The heavy rain thins the bright crimson bleeding out from under the white tarps.
She pushes passed through a few bystanders toward the center. She found herself next to a middle-aged businessman in a pale overcoat. He is taller, balding, with thin rectangular glasses and holds a polished briefcase.
"Ne, uncle. What has happened here?" The girl asks as she stands next to the man. The businessman turns his eyes down to the pretty schoolgirl who views at the scene with curious eyes.
"Hey now, what are you doing here? Kids shouldn't see this kind of stuff. Why don't you go home to your parents, okay?" The man suggests politely. The schoolgirl frowns at the gentleman and turns her head back to the scene.
She squints her eyes at an object laying on the ground. Her brow pinches at the sight of a blue purse laying near the bodies.
"Hm, wait a moment, I know that purse," she mentions aloud. The businessman chortles. "Oh, surely it's just a bag. How many women own bags in this city?" Mumbles the man as he glances down at her.
"No, it's a Kaori Ao No. 1. I bought my mom that very same one for her birthday," she said excitedly. A knot of dread fills her belly at the impending thoughts in her mind. The older man recognizes the concern on the girl's face as her smile fades. "Hey come now, girly, any number of people could've owned that bag," The businessman smiles nervously. She girl ignores him as she pushes passed more people. She hears a few whispers in passing.
"I heard the criminal was trying to rob them. The poor couple didn't have a chance," says one female spectator. "I saw it happen. The husband begged for his wife's life, but the gangster shot them both in the head," whispers another male onlooker.
One of the officers call out to her, but she ignores him as she kneels slightly in the bloody rainwater by one of the bodies. She quickly reaches for the edge of the shiny tarp. She lifts it, peeking under at the corpse below.
Her eyes roam over the pale skin and blue lips of the corpse's face. She knew those wide blue eyes, that short black hair. This person is her mother. Her eyes widen in realization, and her fingers quickly release the tarp, causing it to fall back down onto the wet ground with a smack.
"Kaa-san," she cries frightfully.
End.