I don't have a normal teenage life like other teens do. The simple cutting school, dating boys, and going to the movies with friends isn't exactly a life I'm accustomed too. Nope. How I spend my time? It's nothing but School, keeping grades up as high as I can, tutoring on the weekends, Job, home, homework, and well more work. Well that s a normal teenage life for most but mine comes with a twist. Heh I bet you're wondering where my parents are, right? Well my mom was murdered, by whom you ask? By my father who is now in jail and some institute for WOOO people.
I filed for Emancipation so that I could be an adult and take care of my little brother who sadly has Bone Cancer as well as Type 1 Diabetes. As you all should know sicknesses such as those can't be taken lightly. The treatments are very expensive and to take care of him is time consuming. I love my brother with all my heart and he's completely dependant on me even though he's 11. Nowadays he's very shy and timid when he's actually feeling good but usually he's in bad condition and needs to be taken care of. While I go to school and work I have a special person who comes and takes care of him. I have to handle the budget very carefully between his treatments and medication. Plus we need food in the house as well as clothes on our backs. Not to mention rent, light, and phone bills. Not exactly the easiest thing to be dealing with when you're 16. But I'm acting like I'm the true victim when I am not. My brother is. I'm very thankful for what I have. I mean I could have less right? Although I'm very busy I always find time for him after all I'm all he's got left and vice versa. The Family you have come from isn't as important as the family you are going to have.
So, I bet you're like get to the point already well here's my story how Ms. Dirt Poor Met Mr. Filthy Rich.
I began to nod off in class as the teacher droned on and on about math problems. Math was my worst subject. But I just couldn't keep awake I stood up all night watching my brother he wasn't feeling very well. His temperature rose but I calmed it back down. Besides that this was the only sleep I was probably going to get. Right after school I had Martial Arts club. I had to keep up my strength and let out my stress with some kind of activity right? Well besides that I had to take up an extracurricular activity because of my poor grade in Math. I was excellent with money and great with the real worlds' math but you sit me in a seat in class and I drew a big o' BLANK.
"Hey! Wake up!" I quickly shot up at my teacher's deep voice. "It's 400!" I yelled. He gave me an irritated look. "Hey, if you want to sleep stay home, Pay attention or you'll find yourself in the hall." "I apologize, Mr. Takamoto." I bowed to him. I was smart what I did was look down making my hair cover my face and pretended to copy down notes but what I was really doing was taking a nap.
"Get up! I told you not to fall asleep!" I woke up yet again to Mr. Takamoto shaking me awake. Class was over. "My apologies, it's just that I didn't get much sleep last night I was very busy with family things." I stated gathering my books. "Then you keep those family things at home and your brain awake here in class. I don't want you nodding off again or you'll get a week worth of detention." "But I-" "I don't want to hear excuses. Everyone has problems and you kids today seem to think that your problems are the biggest and worst in the world. Ugh children these days. They don't know what it's like to have problems and actually work their butt off." "Excuse me Mr. Takamoto no disrespect but who are you to say such things. You don't know what other people go through so you have no right to preach about issues concerning others. Maybe you don't know what it's like to work YOUR butt off. That's why you can go on and on about others. Maybe as a teacher you should be more respectful to your students so that they can give you respect. With that attitude apparently you DON'T know what it's like. So like I should keep my family issues at home and my brain awake hear in class you should keep your mouth close about matters that do not concern you." With that little speech I sped off to Martial Arts Class. Trust me I had a lot of anger built up today just from that one class. It was time to let it all go. "Wow you're doing excellent today, although your body seems like it isn't rested. Going about on pure anger isn't healthy." My instructor told me to take a break as he examined my muscles. "Yeah I've been busy." I huffed wiping the sweat from my brow. "Hmm...you should take a break don't come for the next week and rest up your body as much as you can. I don't want you exerting yourself okay?" I glanced at my instructor. He was very handsome. Define features that anyone would remember. Shaggy brown hair and dark olive green eyes mixed will a dull grey. Although he was 36 he looked like he was in his mid to late 20's. Such a nice guy. He was an exceptional teacher always showing kindness and concern to his students and yet he was still strong and yet very disciplined. "But...I'm fine no need to worry about me really! I can continue! I swear!" "No. I will not have one of my best students completely drained and not able to fight. Especially, when her mind is somewhere else. Do not argue with me. You know you'll lose," a smirk played on his lips as he finished. I blushed in a huff. He was right as far I know nobody has ever beaten him in an argument. "And besides," he came down to my level looking at me with a serious face, "your brother takes a lot of your time, and you need some time to yourself . Don't make me worry about you. I hate to worry." He smiled. He then flicked my forehead in a childish manner. "And I don't need a student who isn't doing her best and will be a complete failure. That's not the tough girl I know!"
I smiled. He was so awesome I thought of him as what a real father would be like. "Thank you Mr. Ketsu. I promise I will do my best!" I gave him the peace sign along with a cheesy grin. "And besides, I don't want a prissy little teacher who's a wuss and can't properly show discipline." I flicked his forehead right back. He just smiled shaking his head. "You are dismissed." We both bowed in unison as I left to go change.
A few hours past as I got ready for a job I had tonight. It would be enough to pay for my brother's medication, treatments and get in the rent on time! I was really glad I got about an hour nap but quickly woke up to hear my brother moaning. After that I couldn't go back to sleep at all. I made him take a shower although I had to help him. I felt so sorry for him. I mean siblings don't really appreciate to see each other naked and especially to bathe each other when they're older. It was pretty embarrassing but I guess I got used to it after all that was the last thing on my mind. I helped him change into some clothes and made him something to eat.
After I made sure he was okay I began to pick up the house. It was pretty messy. I had no clue how a house could be so messy, when only two people who are either barely up or barely there live in it.
I was drained from washing the dishes cleaning the bathtub, wiping from wall to wall, and well doing just about everything else including running up the stairs every couple of minutes to see if Kioshi was alright. His name meant 'quiet' which definitely suited him. My parents named him that because when he was born he didn't cry.
I sighed putting on my uniform for work. I was suppose to work as an usher type person and just hold a tray of food, while walking around a big ball place where rich people would converse and do business. Boring? Yes. Did I care? No. Tsh I need the money! I don't care if I had to scrub an old lady or for that matter work with dead people. If it paid good enough and I was offered it I took the job!
I put on my eyeliner, lipstick, and made sure everything was in place. It was a very cute uniform. Heh rich people only want the best I guess. It's stupid sometimes though. Many of them are such big snobs and get everything they want and then still complain. Heh but I guess I'm just speaking out of jealousy.
I glanced at myself one more time before leaving Lin a list of things to take care of while I was gone. Lin was the special person that comes over and helps me. She works with an association that supports Cancer patients. Although they sometimes helped with the costs I still had to pay a hefty sum. My eyes looked a bit dull and I looked a little tired. I quickly covered it up with some Concealer Lin lend me and sped out the door. Great I got so many looks from guys I had a thigh length coat on so they saw my socks and boots. It was creepy but I focused on my stop. When I got off the bus I gawked at the building it was huge. Like, Empire State building big. Oh the empire State building is in America and yes I have been there but I was but a child of 5.
6:30pm. Right on time. I loaded my tray with deserts and other types of food. I glided across the room as guest began to arrive. Of course I had a big o' smile on my face and asked if they needed anything. When I do a job I do it to the best of my ability! I sighed taking a short break. I noticed my ankle was a bit swollen no doubt from when I fell in the house when I heard Kioshi moaning. Like an idiot I ran up the stairs and tripped falling back down. Walking in heels all night wasn't helping either. It was now 9:07pm. Ugh another half hour. I repeated that over and over in my head, it didn't really make me feel any better. I was bored just standing there listening to business men talk about products I really had no care for and was nodding off. "Hey waitress girl come here," I looked up slowly my eyes half closed. "Right," I stated walking towards him slowly. Another usher accidentally stepped on my foot well more like my foot and part of my ankle. My bad ankle! Him and his stupid big feet! "Ow!" I winced bouncing up and down holding my foot. "Ow, ow, ow, ow!" I repeated so many times. I wasn't exactly watching where I was going and tripped over a stool quickly throwing the tray from my hands I caught myself before I completely fell over it and possibly cracking my head or breaking my neck. I rubbed my stomach looking up. Instantly my eyes widened and I gulped down a knot that appeared in my throat. "Oh my god! I am so sorry! Really I apologize. Oh my god." I clasped my hand over my mouth as I saw his gaze. To put it bluntly; He. Was. Pissed. After all how would you feel if someone spilled red wine and chocolate sundaes all over your WHITE and most likely very EXPENSIVE suit? Looked like an Armani suit ugh no time to think about what the name brand is! I also had wine on my skirt and socks from jumping around earlier but nothing compared to how he looked at the moment. His icy blue eyes glared at me as people chuckled and giggled at him. "Mr. Kaiba I deeply apologize, we'll get you cleaned up right away," A security guard came up to him wiping his blazer. Did he just say Mr. Kaiba? As in Seto Kaiba head of The Kaiba Corporation. Oh Crap.
"Come with me," I glanced up and saw a huge security guard. I gulped again. "Uhm, yeah okay." Mr. Kaiba was cussing incoherently as a little boy with thick long hair tried to calm the older teen. He picked the cherry off his head and began walking out.
"How dare you!" My boss yelled in my face. Two guards were by the door inside the room. "If Mr. Kaiba got hurt, I could've been sued. He's very important. How dare you embarrass him?" He yelled a bit to close to my face. I smelled wine in his breath. 'How the heck could he get hurt from sundae and wine being poured all over him?' I questioned myself drowning out the screams of my boss. "I apologize really, it was but an accident." I bowed over and over trying to calm him down. His face was so red from yelling as he paced back and forth. Wow he sure lost his cool. "I'm glad you are sorry but that doesn't change the fact this has happened." His voice was low, deep, and down right creepy. "As you know everything has a consequence," he stepped closer to me. I back away a bit. What the hell was he going to do to me? Okay so if you was in my position what would you think he would do, especially with that kind of tone of voice. Exactly.
"You're fired, and are no longer allowed to work at any of Banquets anymore." When he finished his sentence I let out a sigh I didn't know I had been keeping. At least I was still getting paid I didn't really care about anything else. I just needed that money. "Oh and one more thing," his eyes narrowed, sitting at his desk he entwined his fingers together resting his chin atop his hand, "you're not getting paid." I gasped at his calm and collected exterior. "What, why not?" I stepped up to his desk. "Do not take that tone with me young lady." I was agitated with my actions. "Like I previously stated, everything has a consequence and yours his being let go as well as not getting paid. I mean would you pay someone who did that to one of your business partners?" he questioned. I really didn't want to answer because the answer was pretty obvious. "Exactly what I thought." He leaned back in his chair with a sigh. "But sir you don't understand, I need that money." His gaze hardened. "And that's my problem how?" I couldn't believe this! Damnit! "How dare you! I work my ass off for your snobby little prick face!" I slammed my hand on his desk. It was true. Other then being his little usher person I've worked for him before. I was that person you see running around all day getting coffee handing papers to people and basically cleaning up after everyone. He snapped his fingers. The guards grabbed my arms. "Let me go!" I yelled. All they did was tighten their grip on my thin arms. Mr. Tanaka came so close to my face I could feel his breathing. What a putrid old man he was. He grasped my face with a small squeeze. "If I were you I'd watch that little mouth of yours it could get you in trouble." He let go roughly and slapped my cheek making my head turn left. I heard a low crack coming from my neck. "I should sue you for harassment!" I screamed. "Go ahead try it. Nobody is going to believe a little cretin like you." The guards escorted well more like carried then threw me out on the street. My shin was scraped and began to bleed. I got so frustrated I punched the side of the building. Not a very smart idea punching bricks. I felt a pulsation in both my head and fist but all I could think about was Kioshi. Tears began to sting the corners of my tired now mahogany eyes. "You, you're that waitress that did this to me!" I knew who the voice belonged to it was Seto Kaiba. I didn't bother turning around. I didn't feel like being pestered about an accident I had committed. "I don't like it when people don't face when I speak to them." He grasped my wrist gazing down at the blood. "What"-"Let me go Mr. Kaiba, I already apologized and I can do no more then that now if you'll excuse me," I tried to keep my voice at the same tone but it cracked every few seconds. I tried to walk away but he just pulled back.
"Please Mr. Kaiba release my arm." I tugged at my arm but he would let go. 'What the hell?' I thought. "No, I'm not letting you go, look at me," he pulled me back to him. I tugged away keeping my face down letting my hair devour my features. "You re hurting me let me go!" I pulled really hard but he would let up. "Look at me." He just stated it. "Seto what's going on?" I calm and young voice said from nowhere. "Nothing, go back to the limo Mokuba," the older teen kept his icy blue eyes on me when directing his younger company away. "I said LET ME GO!" I screeched tugging so hard I made him stumble forward. He gripped tighter. "What is your problem? You're such a little freak." We had a tugging war and I couldn't take it anymore. I pushed my arm forward and then pulled it back but before it came back I felt contact with something hard. My eyes darted to wear I touched seeing his face through the strands of my hair. My ring had accidentally cut his face. Not exactly a good look for a company owner. "Big brother, are you okay?" the young voice came again. 'Big brother.' Those words echoed in my ear. Seto grabbed both of my arms turning me to face. "Watch what you're doing you little,"-"Seto!" The young boy ran up to me making his brother release the firm grasp he had on my arms. "Oh my goodness Miss you're bleeding! What happened?" 'Is that why she didn't face me? Was it because she didn t want me to see her face?' Seto's mind rang with thoughts. My face was bruised and my lip was bleeding as well as my shin and fist. "Miss, come here," the little boy known as Mokuba dragged me to a black stretch limo. "Seto we can't just leave her here!" he exclaimed. "Yes we can, she of no concern to us." Kaiba crossed his arms over his chest. "No!" Judging from Kaiba's expression he was shocked as if his brother never defied him. "Seto that's really cruel. We're helping her." Mokuba stated as if it was final. "No, I am fine really. Don't worry about me. I must be getting home now." My eyes softened. Mokuba kind of reminded me of Kioshi before he was diagnosed with Cancer. Always so determined.
"No you don't!" he sat me down on the hood of the car. Seto sighed telling me to get in the limo. I blinked. "No really I have to get home!"-'And look for a new job.' My head hung low as I got into the car after Mokuba told me to listen to him.
"Why me?" I silently questioned myself. "I'm so useless..." my voice trailed off as Kaiba began to speak. "Yeah you are." I glared at him. "Be quiet." I retorted. His eyes became slit. "You re lucky my brother is kind if it was up to me I would've thrown you out of here by now." "Is that why you grabbed me and wouldn t let go? Didn't think so." Mokuba had gotten a first aid kit from goodness knows where and began to work on me but he wasn't doing it correctly so Seto stepped in and did the job for him. I blushed at his touch but quickly ignored the feeling and rolled my eyes. "So where do you live? We'll drop you home." Mokuba was giddy and smiling. "Umm" I nervously laughed. My house wasn't exactly in Domino that s why I had to take the bus. "Um that way," I pointed out the window. Mokuba leaned over to look out my window and Kaiba glanced sideways. "Wow you live pretty far, so we have to go over the bridge? Oh well I don't have school tomorrow so off we go!" He acted like it was an adventure and told the driver to head towards the bridge. I had to get home quickly to give my brother his insulin unfortunately Lin didn't know how to do that and Kioshi was afraid to do it himself. My leg began moving up and down as I became more nervous. "Um Mokuba? Not to be rushing or anything but could you tell the driver to speed it up a bit." He nodded his head telling the driver my request. "Don't bark orders at anyone," Seto harshly said. I snorted. 'Damnit come on, come on! I can't believe I forgot to give him his medicine earlier!' I thought. I became more nervous a weird and uneasy feeling in my stomach began erupting inside of me. I began to fidget uncontrollably.
"Are you okay Miss um...oh we didn't get your name." "My name is Hitomi; sorry I didn't tell you earlier." "Right, well are you okay you seem, um shaky?" he searched for the right words. "Oh, um...well I REALLY have to get home and it's rather important because I"-My cell phone began to ring the eerie melody of Evanescence's Forgive Me.
"Hello?" I answered. It was Lin her breathing sounded a bit frantic. "Lin what's wrong? What happened?" I asked. "It's...it's Kioshi," what she said next I couldn't believe it. I told her to repeat it. Bad Mistake. "What's up Hitomi?" Mokuba's eyes filled with worry at my expression. My house was coming into view outside the window. My mouth gaped open and my hands grip on the cell phone loosened. "Stop!" I yelled running out of the car. "Hey Hitomi, wait up!" My breathing because more hoarse as I sped up my running. Rummaging through my pocket for the key I burst through the door. Lin came running down stairs. "Hitomi!" I ran upstairs as quickly as possible leaping over a few. Mokuba and Seto walked through the door to see what the commotion was. Lin noticed but didn't care. Tears began to drip from her dark brown eyes.
A loud scream was heard from upstairs which quickly caught the gaze of everyone. They leapt upstairs and opened the door too see Hitomi crying with a frail looking boy in her hands. I cried so frantically seeing my brother unconscious and dialed 911 saying I needed an ambulance immediately my voice was shaking as well as my body. My fingers trembled as my heart raced. I check for a pulse on my brother searching his neck, palm, anywhere! "No...no...LIVE DAMNIT!" I yelled. "Kioshi I'm sorry I didn't work harder for you. Kioshi forgive me just please live and give me another chance I'll work harder and be better! I promise just don't leave me alone here! You're all I have! Please little brother don t leave me." "Hey big sis," his voice was faint and light. It was so distant, "don't worry about me. I'm fine. I swear!" he smiled lightly. I would always say something like that. "Hey sis," he took my hand, "now you can go out with boys, have a boyfriend and have friends. I won't be in your way. My treatments won't take all the money you work so hard to get now you can use it and not worry about me." "No Kioshi! I don't care! I'll pay anything for you! Don't talk like that please. I would give anything up to see you happy!" "If you really want me to be happy then leave me in peace. I won't be a burden to you anymore. Remember for every tear you shed you lose a memory, so don't cry or you'll forget me." I clutched his hand. "That quote it's what mom said" He shook his head. "Hitomi we are here to add what we can to life, not to get what we can from it. And you've given years extra of life because of your hard work. I love you." "Ditto KioshiI promise I won't cry anymore. I love you too." Mokuba began to sob as he buried his face in his brothers' shirt. Even Mr. Kaiba the heartless machine felt uneasy at the sight but had to remain his composure for his little brother's sake. He hated to admit but he felt bad for Hitomi and would hate to be in her place at the moment. My tears drained out of me like a waterfall as mourning played in the room echoing. My eyes became unfocused, blurry and my ears burned at the ringing sound of an ambulance. It was like watching a horror movie as everyone mourned and red lights flashed everywhere.
Except this movie was silent. You could feel the emotion but there was so much that everything was just drowned out. The paramedic moved his lips telling me what happened but it was silent I knew what he said but it was if he said nothing at all. I already knew what happened. I didn't care anymore I ran to the stretcher burying my face in Kioshi's chest.
Before I knew it, it was the end. The end of my smiling little brother, the end of my family, the end of my world. To the world you may be one person. But to one person you may be the world. The end yes, but yet the beginning to something new.
I filed for Emancipation so that I could be an adult and take care of my little brother who sadly has Bone Cancer as well as Type 1 Diabetes. As you all should know sicknesses such as those can't be taken lightly. The treatments are very expensive and to take care of him is time consuming. I love my brother with all my heart and he's completely dependant on me even though he's 11. Nowadays he's very shy and timid when he's actually feeling good but usually he's in bad condition and needs to be taken care of. While I go to school and work I have a special person who comes and takes care of him. I have to handle the budget very carefully between his treatments and medication. Plus we need food in the house as well as clothes on our backs. Not to mention rent, light, and phone bills. Not exactly the easiest thing to be dealing with when you're 16. But I'm acting like I'm the true victim when I am not. My brother is. I'm very thankful for what I have. I mean I could have less right? Although I'm very busy I always find time for him after all I'm all he's got left and vice versa. The Family you have come from isn't as important as the family you are going to have.
So, I bet you're like get to the point already well here's my story how Ms. Dirt Poor Met Mr. Filthy Rich.
I began to nod off in class as the teacher droned on and on about math problems. Math was my worst subject. But I just couldn't keep awake I stood up all night watching my brother he wasn't feeling very well. His temperature rose but I calmed it back down. Besides that this was the only sleep I was probably going to get. Right after school I had Martial Arts club. I had to keep up my strength and let out my stress with some kind of activity right? Well besides that I had to take up an extracurricular activity because of my poor grade in Math. I was excellent with money and great with the real worlds' math but you sit me in a seat in class and I drew a big o' BLANK.
"Hey! Wake up!" I quickly shot up at my teacher's deep voice. "It's 400!" I yelled. He gave me an irritated look. "Hey, if you want to sleep stay home, Pay attention or you'll find yourself in the hall." "I apologize, Mr. Takamoto." I bowed to him. I was smart what I did was look down making my hair cover my face and pretended to copy down notes but what I was really doing was taking a nap.
"Get up! I told you not to fall asleep!" I woke up yet again to Mr. Takamoto shaking me awake. Class was over. "My apologies, it's just that I didn't get much sleep last night I was very busy with family things." I stated gathering my books. "Then you keep those family things at home and your brain awake here in class. I don't want you nodding off again or you'll get a week worth of detention." "But I-" "I don't want to hear excuses. Everyone has problems and you kids today seem to think that your problems are the biggest and worst in the world. Ugh children these days. They don't know what it's like to have problems and actually work their butt off." "Excuse me Mr. Takamoto no disrespect but who are you to say such things. You don't know what other people go through so you have no right to preach about issues concerning others. Maybe you don't know what it's like to work YOUR butt off. That's why you can go on and on about others. Maybe as a teacher you should be more respectful to your students so that they can give you respect. With that attitude apparently you DON'T know what it's like. So like I should keep my family issues at home and my brain awake hear in class you should keep your mouth close about matters that do not concern you." With that little speech I sped off to Martial Arts Class. Trust me I had a lot of anger built up today just from that one class. It was time to let it all go. "Wow you're doing excellent today, although your body seems like it isn't rested. Going about on pure anger isn't healthy." My instructor told me to take a break as he examined my muscles. "Yeah I've been busy." I huffed wiping the sweat from my brow. "Hmm...you should take a break don't come for the next week and rest up your body as much as you can. I don't want you exerting yourself okay?" I glanced at my instructor. He was very handsome. Define features that anyone would remember. Shaggy brown hair and dark olive green eyes mixed will a dull grey. Although he was 36 he looked like he was in his mid to late 20's. Such a nice guy. He was an exceptional teacher always showing kindness and concern to his students and yet he was still strong and yet very disciplined. "But...I'm fine no need to worry about me really! I can continue! I swear!" "No. I will not have one of my best students completely drained and not able to fight. Especially, when her mind is somewhere else. Do not argue with me. You know you'll lose," a smirk played on his lips as he finished. I blushed in a huff. He was right as far I know nobody has ever beaten him in an argument. "And besides," he came down to my level looking at me with a serious face, "your brother takes a lot of your time, and you need some time to yourself . Don't make me worry about you. I hate to worry." He smiled. He then flicked my forehead in a childish manner. "And I don't need a student who isn't doing her best and will be a complete failure. That's not the tough girl I know!"
I smiled. He was so awesome I thought of him as what a real father would be like. "Thank you Mr. Ketsu. I promise I will do my best!" I gave him the peace sign along with a cheesy grin. "And besides, I don't want a prissy little teacher who's a wuss and can't properly show discipline." I flicked his forehead right back. He just smiled shaking his head. "You are dismissed." We both bowed in unison as I left to go change.
A few hours past as I got ready for a job I had tonight. It would be enough to pay for my brother's medication, treatments and get in the rent on time! I was really glad I got about an hour nap but quickly woke up to hear my brother moaning. After that I couldn't go back to sleep at all. I made him take a shower although I had to help him. I felt so sorry for him. I mean siblings don't really appreciate to see each other naked and especially to bathe each other when they're older. It was pretty embarrassing but I guess I got used to it after all that was the last thing on my mind. I helped him change into some clothes and made him something to eat.
After I made sure he was okay I began to pick up the house. It was pretty messy. I had no clue how a house could be so messy, when only two people who are either barely up or barely there live in it.
I was drained from washing the dishes cleaning the bathtub, wiping from wall to wall, and well doing just about everything else including running up the stairs every couple of minutes to see if Kioshi was alright. His name meant 'quiet' which definitely suited him. My parents named him that because when he was born he didn't cry.
I sighed putting on my uniform for work. I was suppose to work as an usher type person and just hold a tray of food, while walking around a big ball place where rich people would converse and do business. Boring? Yes. Did I care? No. Tsh I need the money! I don't care if I had to scrub an old lady or for that matter work with dead people. If it paid good enough and I was offered it I took the job!
I put on my eyeliner, lipstick, and made sure everything was in place. It was a very cute uniform. Heh rich people only want the best I guess. It's stupid sometimes though. Many of them are such big snobs and get everything they want and then still complain. Heh but I guess I'm just speaking out of jealousy.
I glanced at myself one more time before leaving Lin a list of things to take care of while I was gone. Lin was the special person that comes over and helps me. She works with an association that supports Cancer patients. Although they sometimes helped with the costs I still had to pay a hefty sum. My eyes looked a bit dull and I looked a little tired. I quickly covered it up with some Concealer Lin lend me and sped out the door. Great I got so many looks from guys I had a thigh length coat on so they saw my socks and boots. It was creepy but I focused on my stop. When I got off the bus I gawked at the building it was huge. Like, Empire State building big. Oh the empire State building is in America and yes I have been there but I was but a child of 5.
6:30pm. Right on time. I loaded my tray with deserts and other types of food. I glided across the room as guest began to arrive. Of course I had a big o' smile on my face and asked if they needed anything. When I do a job I do it to the best of my ability! I sighed taking a short break. I noticed my ankle was a bit swollen no doubt from when I fell in the house when I heard Kioshi moaning. Like an idiot I ran up the stairs and tripped falling back down. Walking in heels all night wasn't helping either. It was now 9:07pm. Ugh another half hour. I repeated that over and over in my head, it didn't really make me feel any better. I was bored just standing there listening to business men talk about products I really had no care for and was nodding off. "Hey waitress girl come here," I looked up slowly my eyes half closed. "Right," I stated walking towards him slowly. Another usher accidentally stepped on my foot well more like my foot and part of my ankle. My bad ankle! Him and his stupid big feet! "Ow!" I winced bouncing up and down holding my foot. "Ow, ow, ow, ow!" I repeated so many times. I wasn't exactly watching where I was going and tripped over a stool quickly throwing the tray from my hands I caught myself before I completely fell over it and possibly cracking my head or breaking my neck. I rubbed my stomach looking up. Instantly my eyes widened and I gulped down a knot that appeared in my throat. "Oh my god! I am so sorry! Really I apologize. Oh my god." I clasped my hand over my mouth as I saw his gaze. To put it bluntly; He. Was. Pissed. After all how would you feel if someone spilled red wine and chocolate sundaes all over your WHITE and most likely very EXPENSIVE suit? Looked like an Armani suit ugh no time to think about what the name brand is! I also had wine on my skirt and socks from jumping around earlier but nothing compared to how he looked at the moment. His icy blue eyes glared at me as people chuckled and giggled at him. "Mr. Kaiba I deeply apologize, we'll get you cleaned up right away," A security guard came up to him wiping his blazer. Did he just say Mr. Kaiba? As in Seto Kaiba head of The Kaiba Corporation. Oh Crap.
"Come with me," I glanced up and saw a huge security guard. I gulped again. "Uhm, yeah okay." Mr. Kaiba was cussing incoherently as a little boy with thick long hair tried to calm the older teen. He picked the cherry off his head and began walking out.
"How dare you!" My boss yelled in my face. Two guards were by the door inside the room. "If Mr. Kaiba got hurt, I could've been sued. He's very important. How dare you embarrass him?" He yelled a bit to close to my face. I smelled wine in his breath. 'How the heck could he get hurt from sundae and wine being poured all over him?' I questioned myself drowning out the screams of my boss. "I apologize really, it was but an accident." I bowed over and over trying to calm him down. His face was so red from yelling as he paced back and forth. Wow he sure lost his cool. "I'm glad you are sorry but that doesn't change the fact this has happened." His voice was low, deep, and down right creepy. "As you know everything has a consequence," he stepped closer to me. I back away a bit. What the hell was he going to do to me? Okay so if you was in my position what would you think he would do, especially with that kind of tone of voice. Exactly.
"You're fired, and are no longer allowed to work at any of Banquets anymore." When he finished his sentence I let out a sigh I didn't know I had been keeping. At least I was still getting paid I didn't really care about anything else. I just needed that money. "Oh and one more thing," his eyes narrowed, sitting at his desk he entwined his fingers together resting his chin atop his hand, "you're not getting paid." I gasped at his calm and collected exterior. "What, why not?" I stepped up to his desk. "Do not take that tone with me young lady." I was agitated with my actions. "Like I previously stated, everything has a consequence and yours his being let go as well as not getting paid. I mean would you pay someone who did that to one of your business partners?" he questioned. I really didn't want to answer because the answer was pretty obvious. "Exactly what I thought." He leaned back in his chair with a sigh. "But sir you don't understand, I need that money." His gaze hardened. "And that's my problem how?" I couldn't believe this! Damnit! "How dare you! I work my ass off for your snobby little prick face!" I slammed my hand on his desk. It was true. Other then being his little usher person I've worked for him before. I was that person you see running around all day getting coffee handing papers to people and basically cleaning up after everyone. He snapped his fingers. The guards grabbed my arms. "Let me go!" I yelled. All they did was tighten their grip on my thin arms. Mr. Tanaka came so close to my face I could feel his breathing. What a putrid old man he was. He grasped my face with a small squeeze. "If I were you I'd watch that little mouth of yours it could get you in trouble." He let go roughly and slapped my cheek making my head turn left. I heard a low crack coming from my neck. "I should sue you for harassment!" I screamed. "Go ahead try it. Nobody is going to believe a little cretin like you." The guards escorted well more like carried then threw me out on the street. My shin was scraped and began to bleed. I got so frustrated I punched the side of the building. Not a very smart idea punching bricks. I felt a pulsation in both my head and fist but all I could think about was Kioshi. Tears began to sting the corners of my tired now mahogany eyes. "You, you're that waitress that did this to me!" I knew who the voice belonged to it was Seto Kaiba. I didn't bother turning around. I didn't feel like being pestered about an accident I had committed. "I don't like it when people don't face when I speak to them." He grasped my wrist gazing down at the blood. "What"-"Let me go Mr. Kaiba, I already apologized and I can do no more then that now if you'll excuse me," I tried to keep my voice at the same tone but it cracked every few seconds. I tried to walk away but he just pulled back.
"Please Mr. Kaiba release my arm." I tugged at my arm but he would let go. 'What the hell?' I thought. "No, I'm not letting you go, look at me," he pulled me back to him. I tugged away keeping my face down letting my hair devour my features. "You re hurting me let me go!" I pulled really hard but he would let up. "Look at me." He just stated it. "Seto what's going on?" I calm and young voice said from nowhere. "Nothing, go back to the limo Mokuba," the older teen kept his icy blue eyes on me when directing his younger company away. "I said LET ME GO!" I screeched tugging so hard I made him stumble forward. He gripped tighter. "What is your problem? You're such a little freak." We had a tugging war and I couldn't take it anymore. I pushed my arm forward and then pulled it back but before it came back I felt contact with something hard. My eyes darted to wear I touched seeing his face through the strands of my hair. My ring had accidentally cut his face. Not exactly a good look for a company owner. "Big brother, are you okay?" the young voice came again. 'Big brother.' Those words echoed in my ear. Seto grabbed both of my arms turning me to face. "Watch what you're doing you little,"-"Seto!" The young boy ran up to me making his brother release the firm grasp he had on my arms. "Oh my goodness Miss you're bleeding! What happened?" 'Is that why she didn't face me? Was it because she didn t want me to see her face?' Seto's mind rang with thoughts. My face was bruised and my lip was bleeding as well as my shin and fist. "Miss, come here," the little boy known as Mokuba dragged me to a black stretch limo. "Seto we can't just leave her here!" he exclaimed. "Yes we can, she of no concern to us." Kaiba crossed his arms over his chest. "No!" Judging from Kaiba's expression he was shocked as if his brother never defied him. "Seto that's really cruel. We're helping her." Mokuba stated as if it was final. "No, I am fine really. Don't worry about me. I must be getting home now." My eyes softened. Mokuba kind of reminded me of Kioshi before he was diagnosed with Cancer. Always so determined.
"No you don't!" he sat me down on the hood of the car. Seto sighed telling me to get in the limo. I blinked. "No really I have to get home!"-'And look for a new job.' My head hung low as I got into the car after Mokuba told me to listen to him.
"Why me?" I silently questioned myself. "I'm so useless..." my voice trailed off as Kaiba began to speak. "Yeah you are." I glared at him. "Be quiet." I retorted. His eyes became slit. "You re lucky my brother is kind if it was up to me I would've thrown you out of here by now." "Is that why you grabbed me and wouldn t let go? Didn't think so." Mokuba had gotten a first aid kit from goodness knows where and began to work on me but he wasn't doing it correctly so Seto stepped in and did the job for him. I blushed at his touch but quickly ignored the feeling and rolled my eyes. "So where do you live? We'll drop you home." Mokuba was giddy and smiling. "Umm" I nervously laughed. My house wasn't exactly in Domino that s why I had to take the bus. "Um that way," I pointed out the window. Mokuba leaned over to look out my window and Kaiba glanced sideways. "Wow you live pretty far, so we have to go over the bridge? Oh well I don't have school tomorrow so off we go!" He acted like it was an adventure and told the driver to head towards the bridge. I had to get home quickly to give my brother his insulin unfortunately Lin didn't know how to do that and Kioshi was afraid to do it himself. My leg began moving up and down as I became more nervous. "Um Mokuba? Not to be rushing or anything but could you tell the driver to speed it up a bit." He nodded his head telling the driver my request. "Don't bark orders at anyone," Seto harshly said. I snorted. 'Damnit come on, come on! I can't believe I forgot to give him his medicine earlier!' I thought. I became more nervous a weird and uneasy feeling in my stomach began erupting inside of me. I began to fidget uncontrollably.
"Are you okay Miss um...oh we didn't get your name." "My name is Hitomi; sorry I didn't tell you earlier." "Right, well are you okay you seem, um shaky?" he searched for the right words. "Oh, um...well I REALLY have to get home and it's rather important because I"-My cell phone began to ring the eerie melody of Evanescence's Forgive Me.
"Hello?" I answered. It was Lin her breathing sounded a bit frantic. "Lin what's wrong? What happened?" I asked. "It's...it's Kioshi," what she said next I couldn't believe it. I told her to repeat it. Bad Mistake. "What's up Hitomi?" Mokuba's eyes filled with worry at my expression. My house was coming into view outside the window. My mouth gaped open and my hands grip on the cell phone loosened. "Stop!" I yelled running out of the car. "Hey Hitomi, wait up!" My breathing because more hoarse as I sped up my running. Rummaging through my pocket for the key I burst through the door. Lin came running down stairs. "Hitomi!" I ran upstairs as quickly as possible leaping over a few. Mokuba and Seto walked through the door to see what the commotion was. Lin noticed but didn't care. Tears began to drip from her dark brown eyes.
A loud scream was heard from upstairs which quickly caught the gaze of everyone. They leapt upstairs and opened the door too see Hitomi crying with a frail looking boy in her hands. I cried so frantically seeing my brother unconscious and dialed 911 saying I needed an ambulance immediately my voice was shaking as well as my body. My fingers trembled as my heart raced. I check for a pulse on my brother searching his neck, palm, anywhere! "No...no...LIVE DAMNIT!" I yelled. "Kioshi I'm sorry I didn't work harder for you. Kioshi forgive me just please live and give me another chance I'll work harder and be better! I promise just don't leave me alone here! You're all I have! Please little brother don t leave me." "Hey big sis," his voice was faint and light. It was so distant, "don't worry about me. I'm fine. I swear!" he smiled lightly. I would always say something like that. "Hey sis," he took my hand, "now you can go out with boys, have a boyfriend and have friends. I won't be in your way. My treatments won't take all the money you work so hard to get now you can use it and not worry about me." "No Kioshi! I don't care! I'll pay anything for you! Don't talk like that please. I would give anything up to see you happy!" "If you really want me to be happy then leave me in peace. I won't be a burden to you anymore. Remember for every tear you shed you lose a memory, so don't cry or you'll forget me." I clutched his hand. "That quote it's what mom said" He shook his head. "Hitomi we are here to add what we can to life, not to get what we can from it. And you've given years extra of life because of your hard work. I love you." "Ditto KioshiI promise I won't cry anymore. I love you too." Mokuba began to sob as he buried his face in his brothers' shirt. Even Mr. Kaiba the heartless machine felt uneasy at the sight but had to remain his composure for his little brother's sake. He hated to admit but he felt bad for Hitomi and would hate to be in her place at the moment. My tears drained out of me like a waterfall as mourning played in the room echoing. My eyes became unfocused, blurry and my ears burned at the ringing sound of an ambulance. It was like watching a horror movie as everyone mourned and red lights flashed everywhere.
Except this movie was silent. You could feel the emotion but there was so much that everything was just drowned out. The paramedic moved his lips telling me what happened but it was silent I knew what he said but it was if he said nothing at all. I already knew what happened. I didn't care anymore I ran to the stretcher burying my face in Kioshi's chest.
Before I knew it, it was the end. The end of my smiling little brother, the end of my family, the end of my world. To the world you may be one person. But to one person you may be the world. The end yes, but yet the beginning to something new.