Kiss Daddy Goodnight
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Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh.
In Weira & Weevil's P.O.V's
Warnings: Child Abuse, Implied Rape, Depression, Profanity, Suggestive Situations, Mention of Drug/Alcohol Abuse, Character Deaths, Violence and Blood.
A/N: Okay, okay, I admit Rin-Chan coaxed me into starting it, like, oh say...Now? She also helped me plan the first Chapter. So a big round of applause for Rin-Chan! ^^; First Part's in Weira's P.O.V, second in Weevil's.
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-6 Years Later-
"Daddy?" I brushed a couple strands of my light blue hair behind my ear, softly setting my backpack down in case he was still asleep.
Peeking up the stairs nervously, I slowly advanced forward, hearing the whimpers of the baby boy from upstairs. Hurrying my pace a bit, I stepped into the room quickly, walking over to the toddler's bed and sitting down, smiling at his slightly opened eyes.
This is my son, Ryoku Taino Underwood.
After my Father kidnapped me when I was 12, we moved here, to America. I've never seen, nor heard from anyone in Japan since then. His abuse didn't, and doesn't stop, even though I'm 18. I was 16 when I had Ryoku; one of the times my Father had raped me.
I was a Sophomore in high school then, and I'm a Senior now. I had lied before and claimed I had just randomly been raped. Looking back on it, that was the stupidest mistake of my life. I could have gotten away.
Cradling the small child in my arms, I looked up, hearing heavy footsteps advancing toward the room. In an instant, I could feel the floor quivering beneath me, and closed me eyes, lowering my head to the ground. The bastard was up. Of course he was.
Wincing, I pulled myself up to my feet as he pulled my hair as hard as he could, his own special way of getting my attention.
Noting that I'd gotten up, he pulled harder, practically dragging me down the hallway. Nothing's changed here. That's for sure.
Wincing, I attempted to pull away from his grip, only to have him pull harder, directing me down the stairs. "Ow, ow, ow, ow!" I again attempted to pull away, and froze in my pace as she stopped, and turned to face with with a homicidal, blood-shot glare. His breathe smelled of heavy liquor, which irritated me because the baby was in my arms.
He raised his hand to slap me and I instinctively dodged it. Being older now, his swing wasn't as fast, and it enabled me to dodge more slaps. He always got uber-pissed when I do that, but it's better than turning black and blue.
Watching as his face flushed red, he grit his teeth, glaring more than daggers at me. "BITCH." Well, that's not good.
Running up the stairs, quickly followed by him, I dashed to my room and slammed the door in his face, running to the table beside my bed and fumbling through it. Kami-Sama Dammit, where the hell did I put it?!
There we go. Just in time too, he finally got out of his daze and was running at me, full speed.
Lifting the metallic black item, I watched him attempt to stop, before the loud sound rang out around the neighborhood - and then I watched him drop to the floor.
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Staring at the piece of paper in my hand, I jumped as Ryuna walked in, and shoved it into my pocket. If I thought that 4 years changed everything before, 6 years has turned into hell.
Rex and Ryou moved to New York, in America, Rex to go to Northampton University, Ryou to go to a Graduate School to get his final degree in college.
I'm stuck here, at Domino Technical College, with Ryuna. Rex wrote me about 3 months ago. Jaseiko committed suicide over there, after she failed every single one of her subjects in NU. He sent me a ticket to go to New York, but I didn't. I decided to stay here, with Ryuna. After I wrote him back telling him that, he never wrote me back.
I'm such an ass.
Ryou writes once in a lifetime. Yugi, Joey and me hang out on a daily basis, and whenever Yugi can't come, Joey'll drag me into a Gentleman's club. Nice, I know. Blame him, he's the pervert who buys himself lap dances.
A lot had happened in 6 years. Surprisingly, Mr. Mutou's still alive, and he's working at the game shop, full time still. He's somewhere around 84 now, I believe.
What else has changed...Let's see...Well-"OW!"
Falling off of the bed, I winced and rubbed my shoulder where Ryuna had punched me. Kami-Sama dammit, I HATE it when she does that!
"Ryuna, onea these days I'm gonna call Domestics on you." I winced and stood up from the floor, rubbing my shoulder again.
"Puh-lease," She rolled her eyes at me and sat on the foot of the bed. Her eyes suddenly fell to the piece of paper sticking out of my pocket-OH SH-
"What's this?!" She instantly opened it up and allowed her eyes to run over it before she threw it to the ground, stepping on it, and narrowing her eyes back at me. "You've gotta let go of the past, Weevil, you're gonna get sick!"
Crawling over to the paper and pushing her foot away, I managed to grab it before she ripped it and ran for the door. "I'm going for a walk, bye!" Running down the street, I finally stopped at the corner, opening the piece of paper and beginning to read the fading and crinkled handwriting.
"I remember the days when you were a big brother, You could easily be a replacement Mother, And then I knew for sure that I was loved, There was never a moment I wasn't hugged...But now we've grown so far apart, Big brother you're breaking my heart, Please, for a moment let me rewind, It feels like something inside has died..." I walked away slowly, my eyes scanning the rest of the poem.
Weira, where are you, and what are you doing now?
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Rika: Awww. Kawaii-Ness. ^.^ *Glomps fic*
Weevil: Since that one is busy, I'll just..Like...Do the Review Q&A thing.
Rin-Chan - Rika's lazy arse did something! =3 This chapter is short and sweet. But mostly sweet. YAY SWEET-NESS! Erm, yeah. Kiss Daddy Goodnight is finally up, and coming to a page near you!
Rex: How random.
Weevil: Talk about reunion. oo;
Rex: I'm only here to do the last part of the Review Q&A, because...I can.
Weevil: Darn. *Steps back*
Rex: Yay. n_n
Silvana-Sama - You know Rika has a piccie of Haga up on DA deticated to you and Rin-Chan. o.O; But, anyways, yeah, so you don't maim me, I made Rika update. ^^ Thanks for saying that fic rocked, I had fun being in it. I got to yell at Weevil! ^^ Fun. But yeah. Like Rin said, *HORRIBLE* cliffy. And of course, only Rin-Chan, Rika-Chan and Nee-San know who's dieing. And me. I know too.
Weevil: How come you know?
Rex: Because I'm cool. 8B
Weevil: Oh. Why're you cool? 83
Rex: Because I'm me.
Weevil: Cool.
Rika: *Coughu, coughu* Anyways...Ja people. We're gonna go out and argue why we're all cool. Later!
-Weira, where are you, and what are you doing now?-
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Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh.
In Weira & Weevil's P.O.V's
Warnings: Child Abuse, Implied Rape, Depression, Profanity, Suggestive Situations, Mention of Drug/Alcohol Abuse, Character Deaths, Violence and Blood.
A/N: Okay, okay, I admit Rin-Chan coaxed me into starting it, like, oh say...Now? She also helped me plan the first Chapter. So a big round of applause for Rin-Chan! ^^; First Part's in Weira's P.O.V, second in Weevil's.
~
-6 Years Later-
"Daddy?" I brushed a couple strands of my light blue hair behind my ear, softly setting my backpack down in case he was still asleep.
Peeking up the stairs nervously, I slowly advanced forward, hearing the whimpers of the baby boy from upstairs. Hurrying my pace a bit, I stepped into the room quickly, walking over to the toddler's bed and sitting down, smiling at his slightly opened eyes.
This is my son, Ryoku Taino Underwood.
After my Father kidnapped me when I was 12, we moved here, to America. I've never seen, nor heard from anyone in Japan since then. His abuse didn't, and doesn't stop, even though I'm 18. I was 16 when I had Ryoku; one of the times my Father had raped me.
I was a Sophomore in high school then, and I'm a Senior now. I had lied before and claimed I had just randomly been raped. Looking back on it, that was the stupidest mistake of my life. I could have gotten away.
Cradling the small child in my arms, I looked up, hearing heavy footsteps advancing toward the room. In an instant, I could feel the floor quivering beneath me, and closed me eyes, lowering my head to the ground. The bastard was up. Of course he was.
Wincing, I pulled myself up to my feet as he pulled my hair as hard as he could, his own special way of getting my attention.
Noting that I'd gotten up, he pulled harder, practically dragging me down the hallway. Nothing's changed here. That's for sure.
Wincing, I attempted to pull away from his grip, only to have him pull harder, directing me down the stairs. "Ow, ow, ow, ow!" I again attempted to pull away, and froze in my pace as she stopped, and turned to face with with a homicidal, blood-shot glare. His breathe smelled of heavy liquor, which irritated me because the baby was in my arms.
He raised his hand to slap me and I instinctively dodged it. Being older now, his swing wasn't as fast, and it enabled me to dodge more slaps. He always got uber-pissed when I do that, but it's better than turning black and blue.
Watching as his face flushed red, he grit his teeth, glaring more than daggers at me. "BITCH." Well, that's not good.
Running up the stairs, quickly followed by him, I dashed to my room and slammed the door in his face, running to the table beside my bed and fumbling through it. Kami-Sama Dammit, where the hell did I put it?!
There we go. Just in time too, he finally got out of his daze and was running at me, full speed.
Lifting the metallic black item, I watched him attempt to stop, before the loud sound rang out around the neighborhood - and then I watched him drop to the floor.
~
Staring at the piece of paper in my hand, I jumped as Ryuna walked in, and shoved it into my pocket. If I thought that 4 years changed everything before, 6 years has turned into hell.
Rex and Ryou moved to New York, in America, Rex to go to Northampton University, Ryou to go to a Graduate School to get his final degree in college.
I'm stuck here, at Domino Technical College, with Ryuna. Rex wrote me about 3 months ago. Jaseiko committed suicide over there, after she failed every single one of her subjects in NU. He sent me a ticket to go to New York, but I didn't. I decided to stay here, with Ryuna. After I wrote him back telling him that, he never wrote me back.
I'm such an ass.
Ryou writes once in a lifetime. Yugi, Joey and me hang out on a daily basis, and whenever Yugi can't come, Joey'll drag me into a Gentleman's club. Nice, I know. Blame him, he's the pervert who buys himself lap dances.
A lot had happened in 6 years. Surprisingly, Mr. Mutou's still alive, and he's working at the game shop, full time still. He's somewhere around 84 now, I believe.
What else has changed...Let's see...Well-"OW!"
Falling off of the bed, I winced and rubbed my shoulder where Ryuna had punched me. Kami-Sama dammit, I HATE it when she does that!
"Ryuna, onea these days I'm gonna call Domestics on you." I winced and stood up from the floor, rubbing my shoulder again.
"Puh-lease," She rolled her eyes at me and sat on the foot of the bed. Her eyes suddenly fell to the piece of paper sticking out of my pocket-OH SH-
"What's this?!" She instantly opened it up and allowed her eyes to run over it before she threw it to the ground, stepping on it, and narrowing her eyes back at me. "You've gotta let go of the past, Weevil, you're gonna get sick!"
Crawling over to the paper and pushing her foot away, I managed to grab it before she ripped it and ran for the door. "I'm going for a walk, bye!" Running down the street, I finally stopped at the corner, opening the piece of paper and beginning to read the fading and crinkled handwriting.
"I remember the days when you were a big brother, You could easily be a replacement Mother, And then I knew for sure that I was loved, There was never a moment I wasn't hugged...But now we've grown so far apart, Big brother you're breaking my heart, Please, for a moment let me rewind, It feels like something inside has died..." I walked away slowly, my eyes scanning the rest of the poem.
Weira, where are you, and what are you doing now?
~
Rika: Awww. Kawaii-Ness. ^.^ *Glomps fic*
Weevil: Since that one is busy, I'll just..Like...Do the Review Q&A thing.
Rin-Chan - Rika's lazy arse did something! =3 This chapter is short and sweet. But mostly sweet. YAY SWEET-NESS! Erm, yeah. Kiss Daddy Goodnight is finally up, and coming to a page near you!
Rex: How random.
Weevil: Talk about reunion. oo;
Rex: I'm only here to do the last part of the Review Q&A, because...I can.
Weevil: Darn. *Steps back*
Rex: Yay. n_n
Silvana-Sama - You know Rika has a piccie of Haga up on DA deticated to you and Rin-Chan. o.O; But, anyways, yeah, so you don't maim me, I made Rika update. ^^ Thanks for saying that fic rocked, I had fun being in it. I got to yell at Weevil! ^^ Fun. But yeah. Like Rin said, *HORRIBLE* cliffy. And of course, only Rin-Chan, Rika-Chan and Nee-San know who's dieing. And me. I know too.
Weevil: How come you know?
Rex: Because I'm cool. 8B
Weevil: Oh. Why're you cool? 83
Rex: Because I'm me.
Weevil: Cool.
Rika: *Coughu, coughu* Anyways...Ja people. We're gonna go out and argue why we're all cool. Later!
-Weira, where are you, and what are you doing now?-