Introduction:
Too Late...
Slowly she was becoming like what she was expected to become. A lady. Her wounds were beginning to heal, surely they still existed but they were less noticeable. Like a flower she was finally starting to open up to world in front of her. Free rent wasn't out of reach anymore-in fact if it was tangible; Kyohei's finger tips were just lightly grazing it.
But...
It could change. She could change. she had before...
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Hide:
2; 30 pm, Friday.
Kyohei was sitting on the spacious couch in the living room of Oba-Chan's mansion watching a nice slasher movie, courtesy of Sunako- though she didn't know. She was out with some girls from class G. Oda and Ranmaru were on dates and therefore their returning was questionable. Yuki went to bed early after a tough day of work. Leaving Kyohei slouched on the couch with some chips and a crazy slasher film. It was kind of boring sitting on his own. Usually he would sit with Sunako. Her- huddled under a blanket and 5 feet away from him- she still wasn't used to his "brightness". Though it was weird and bizarre to say he felt comfortable in her presence, it was unnatural to if felt safe in her presence but it sure a hell was. She was like a sister or a really good friend; she saw all his flaws but at the same time accepted him just as he had accepted her.
grumble, grumble... Kyohei heaved himself up with little effort and dragged himself to the kitchen. Couldn't she just stay and cook. When he opened the fridge door he realized that there was food left for him, she had wrote his name on the package of food with the microwave time on it. A smile unconsciously tugged at the corner of his lip. He was so lucky to have such a good cook at hand. He put the food in the microwave and suddenly realized how late it was.
"Ugh. Where the hell is she!?", Kyohei complained. When the food was finally finished heating he grabbed it out of the microwave and slammed the door with more force than necessary and stomped over to the couch to continue with the movie. As the film neared it end, the front door silently shut and the sharp click of heels hitting the linoleum informed Kyohei that Sunako was back.
"Hey there party animal, how was your night out?" He didn't get a reply only the sound of her walking up the stairs." Thanks for the grub..." He muttered.
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She couldn't talk even if she wanted to- her voice was hoarse. She didn't want to deal with his smart-ass remarks as well he wouldn't have understood. He couldn't see her hurt, or feel it for that matter. He could see her shame, her embarrassment, and her hollowness. She felt as though whole being was being pulled out of her stomach leaving nothing but emptiness. She lost control of her body whether from weariness or sorrow. She couldn't tell, she just let herself crumple up on her bed. She wrapped her armed around her pillows- desperately seeking comfort- and cried and screamed and mourned into it.
She was still dressed in her blouse and skirt only now they were all dirty and ripped. She'd have to clean the entire room but not now, she didn't care. She really was disgusting .She really was disgraceful. She really was ugly.
She was losing consciousness, she was sinking deeper into sleep and that scared her. She knew when she slept all that she'd see were faces of demon and the horrible darkness of what occurred this evening but she was not content with this kind of horror.
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Note; Haha! first Wallflower fanfic! So I hope you like it, I've been considering this idea for a long time. Sunako and Kyohei are my fave couple they're kinda like fire and water. I hope that you continue reading and enjoy it.
I don't no how to rate it but i'm going to go with "M" due to the theme of this fan-fiction ( No lemons will be in it tho...sorry)