"Ha-Ha-Hachoo!" I awake to the sound of my little sister sneezing. I quickly realize it's very dark out, and that we've probably been sitting on this same bench sleeping together for a good 2 hours now. It's quite cold out, and I can taste salt in the air. My little sister is leaning on me, still fast asleep. The arm she's leaning on has pins and needles, and I can hear the chirping of Pokemon in the night. It's completely silent apart from my sister's light snore that she's had since she was little, and I can see the lights on from houses down the mountain. To my right, a statue of our islands guardian, Dragonite, is standing proud watching over us. It makes me feel safer, I'm not sure why, but it just does.

I shake myself awake further, and look at the stone statue. The statue is made excellently, and it represents the unity that was formed in all of the Orange Islands. Suddenly I hear a soft slither come from the statue. I look towards it, and a beautiful blue snakelike creature with little wings for ears is just inches away from my face.

"SWEET MOTHER OF BUDDHA WHAT THE HELL?!" I jump back, and fall onto the ground, waking my sister up.

"Onii-Chan…" Rubbing her eyes "Why… did you do that you baka… I was just having a good dream…"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but randomly a damn dratini just appe-" I point up to the statue, when suddenly I realize that dratini is no longer there.

"Sis, I-I-I swear a Pokemon was just sitting there!"

"Whatever Nii-Nii… It doesn't matter. Can we get home now?" She stands up to stretch, accompanied by an adorable yawn.

"Sure, but we're probably going to get yelled at for staying out so late..." I chuckle a bit, but I realize it isn't really a laughing matter.

"Just don't incur mom's wrath and you should be fine hopefully." Miku begins walking off but then looks back at me as I stand up and dust myself off.

"Let's go Miku." We walk down the many stone steps of Mt. Pumello, where we'd been sitting together for the last few hours.

After around 30 minutes, we're standing on the stepping stone furthest from the red oak door. I don't exactly know how mad our mother will be, but I know it won't end well. As long as I can keep Miku from being harmed I'm totally fine with everything.

After a long hug between my sister and I, I step into the house first. Once you enter, you can immediately smell cigarettes and smoke. Random crap along with trash is littered all over the floor. I let Miku run up the stairs without me, and just as I reach the second step a voice can be heard from behind me.

"Mikuo, why the hell were you guys out this late?" At first I don't respond, and I continue to walk up the stairs, attempting to hold my calm and collected composure.

"Young man, I SUGGEST you do NOT ignore me." I stop in place on the 5th step, and turn my head around at her.

"What is it… mom?" I bite my lip as she removes a cigarette from her mouth, and holds it in her right hand.

"You and Miku really should really get back earlier hun, I'd hate for something bad to happen. Besides, it's WAY past your bedtime." She chuckles maniacally under her breath.

"I'm really not in the mood for your grade A psych student bullshit, trust me, I've had more than enough." I continue to walk up the stairs as her tone changes to be more dark.

" You think you're so tough don't you? If you were, maybe if you could've been a better brother to he-" I cut her off as I slam my fist into the wall.

"Damn you and that douche of a stepfather in the living room! Are you just blind, or is this the way you truly are…?" A tear falls from my left eye.

"Do not insult your stepfather, and LOOK at me when I am speaking to you! It's disrespectful. And, you're seriously crying?! Where do you get off crying over a small little insult huh? What a pathetic waste you are. You and your slutty little sister are going to rot someday…" Holding in tears, I walk up to my room, noting that Miku's door is closed when I walk by it.

I slam my door shut, and lock it. I sit against the door, with my head leaning into my knees, and my arms wrapped around them. Before I could stop myself, tears were flowing out of my eyes endlessly.

"Miku… Miku…" I begin to overflow with tears "Why? Just why?! Why can't we just be together..." My tone suddenly changes from a sad one, to a sadistic one "Who the hell does that bitch think she is?! I need to protect Miku… but I'm too weak… dammit… I promise I'll get revenge someday." My tears slow down as I pull a box out from under the bed. I pull my right sleeve up, revealing a few cuts on my arm. I open the box and pull out a dulled knife, with just a little bit of blood near the edge.

Then, very slowly, I cut next to the artery on my wrist. Suddenly I feel cleansed of all the shit in my life. It's strange, the bloodier I get, the better I feel.