Oheyo everyone ! It's been a while since I've last written a fanfiction, and the last one was ShinAya, so I have some experience writing some Kagerou Project ! You don't know how hyped I was to finally type this ! As usual, I don't own anything but the plot ( If ever the story seems similar to another, my bad, I conceptualized this before I was about to sleep so I just went ahead and wrote it haha ) . Hope you enjoy !
P.S : Non-canonical ( idk ) characters are given fan-names so please, don't think they're OCs .
Please be warned of the following intense shippings in this fanfiction ( KanoKido, ShinAya, HaruTaka, SetoMarry, and slight HibiYori )
I recommend listening to ' For River ' from ' To The Moon ' on repeat c:
The Wrong Events
chapter 01
burning sadness
" This is your new home now, okay ? Don't feel afraid, they'll warm up to you soon . " I couldn't trust them, I didn't know who they were . Why was I here ? Who sent me here ? More, more, and more questions flooded my head all at once, my brain not being able to comprehend everything the woman had been telling me this moment . My new home . . . ? I looked up at the taller woman, she was old, but young, she looked like my sister .
My sister .
Oh I remember now . I was . . . No, I can't remember, I don't want to remember it . It was a memory that will soon haunt me my entire life . But I had to live with it, I couldn't change my past .
Following the woman, I looked around frantically . Maybe I know someone here ? No, obviously, you wouldn't . They all looked at me weirdly, but it wasn't something that bothered me, after all, I was weird to my family . But my sister supported me all the way, treating me like I was normal . But now they're gone . She's gone .
Soon the stranger ahead of me came to a halt, startling me, and opened the door in front of her . It was a wooden door, and it was shining, glazed, I take it . Twisting the door knob a bright light enveloped us in a deep, warm hug . Squinting my eyes, I walked ahead, taking in the new environment . My eyes finally adjusting to the light, I saw different figures . But they weren't like the woman who led me here . They were like me . Young children sat in front of me, looking at me as if I was something they've never seen .
" Kids, this is Tsubomi Kido . Treat her nicely, would you all ? " The woman walked next to me, laying her head atop my short emerald green hair . Wincing slightly at the touch, I stayed silent . But the stranger looked at me, frowning, and made a gesture resembling ' say something ' . Looking back at the kids, I bowed, responding,
" A-Ah I'm T-Tsubomi, p-please t-take care of m-me ! "
" Haaaaai . " I stood up firmly, you could see me trembling if you were up close, it was fear . The fear of rejection . I didn't want to lose the people I trusted, because, who knows, if I'll ever trust someone in here .
" Alright, Tsubomi, make some friends here, alright ? " Nodding in reply, she smiles sweetly at me, and leaves the room .
I'm alone .
Everyone else seems to be happy, they don't even seem to notice my presence . It saddened me to know, how such young people would treat others like this . Akira, my sister, would always tell me to treat everyone happily so that we would all be happy . So why can't we all be happy ? I don't know, I don't know .
I just stood there in utter sadness . My feet felt like they weren't connected to my body, I couldn't move them, I couldn't move a single inch . But it didn't bother anyone at all . Anyone at-
" Tsubomi, right ? "
A young boy's voice interrupted my train of thoughts, causing me to flinch and fall down . It hurt, a sudden jolt of pain went up my spine to my skull, and warm orbs of water started to form at the corners of my eyes .
Wincing in pain, my hand immediately shifted and was left behind my head where I had fallen on . But there was a hand reaching out to me, and it belonged to the same boy that called out to me . As if by instinct, I took it immediately, and he pulled me over .
" Sorry I scared you, Tsubomi ! " He smiled sheepishly at me, nervously laughing as he scratched the back of his head . I nodded, and gave a small smile for him as I held my head . Soon I dropped my hands slowly, and they fell next to my body, as he spoke .
" I'm Shuuya, Shuuya Kano . I hope we become friends forever, Tsubomi ! " He held out a hand to my one more time, but this time he wanted me to shake it . Hesitating, I reached out for it, and shook it slowly, and you could tell how nervous I was . Of course, I just met him, and I just came here, was this ' Shuuya ' meant to be trusted ?
" Y-Yeah, I-I hope so t-too . " I replied, hinted with slight sadness and guilt .
Shuuya tilted his head to the side, and blinked . His mouth opened as if to say something, but nothing came out . Instead his o mouth shape turned into a smile, but resembled more like a smirk, a childish smirk at that, and he quickly grabbed my hand, then began to start walking .
" S-Shuuya ? ! W-Where a-are- "
" Shhh ! Keep quiet, I want to show you something ! " He replied, cutting me off as he looked back at me, still smirking but quite rather proudly, and you can tell it wasn't something good .
Oh no .
I didn't know what he was trying to tell me, or anything, but it was obviously something we shouldn't do . It was a strange feeling, yes, but you could tell through his smirk .
While everyone else was busy playing with their friends, Shuuya and I were busy sneaking off to another room . A man was watching over us, as he stood by the doorframe, his arms crossed across his chest, and he wore a blue polo, and it was wrinkled, hinting he must've crossed his arms for quite a long time, or someone was playing with him a lot .
Shuuya ran up to him, and we both looked up at the older man, and he spoke,
" Oi Sora-san ! Can me and Tsubomi go out for a while ? We won't go anywhere outside the orphanage, I just want to show her around ! " Shuuya was smiling this time, and the man named ' Sora ' eyed him carefully, then at me, then he finally sighed, giving in .
" Okay then, Shuuya . Make sure you come back before dinner, okay ? Tsubomi, if Shuuya causes a riot again don't be afraid to shout, okay ? " We both nodded at the response Sora-san gave . Shuuya started jumping, although you wouldn't notice it if you weren't next to him . His eyes were full gleam, smiling brightly that if it were a ray of light, it would probably make you go blind . The man twisted the door knob, and immediately, Shuuya ran outside the door, causing him to drag me .
" S-Shuuya ! H-Hold on ! " I cried out, tripping at almost every step I made as the blonde continued running . He's fast- !
Hiding behind the wall, we stopped, panting and panting, and we waited . But I didn't know what we were waiting for . Suddenly, Shuuya continued running, sneaking through something, or rather, someone I didn't know, until he turned, and there was no one there .
It wasn't a dead end, it was just an empty hallway . It didn't look abandoned either, so people must come here, but not at the current time . As if by coincidence, there was a clock, and it read 4:38 PM . Dinner, what time would dinner take place ? I was new to this place, so I didn't know .
Turning once more, right, left, left, right, we came to a halt . Panting even more, I grew tired of running . I bent down, low enough to place my hands on my knees to take a breather, and Shuuya just probably smiled or something .
" We're here Tsubomi ! Don't worry, we won't get caught ! " I stared at him weirdly, and in an accusing tone I responded,
" Shuuya ! "
" Mou, you're no fun Tsubomi ! " But he laughed and shrugged it off, smiling back at me . It wasn't his usual smile, it wasn't full of confidence or pride . Instead it was a sincere one, showing happiness, as if he was given a prize for being a good boy . Oh but Shuuya wasn't a good boy at all you can tell .
" But we're now here, so you're still going with me, trust me, it's something you'll love ! " He twisted the door knob, and pushed the door towards the current direction we're standing in, the front .
I'll be honest, Shuuya was right . It was something I'll love . Something I will love . I couldn't quite see it right now, but I had a feeling it would be showing later on . It was a balcony, so we weren't on a singular floor, nor were we on the ground . We were above the ground . There were two chairs, and a coffee table in the middle of the chairs, holding a potted plant . It was so simple .
" Tsu-Tsu ! C'mon, sit down ! You're tired, aren't you ? " Snapping out of my trance, I blinked repeatedly, and my eyes averted to Shuuya, who was now sitting on one of the chairs, pointing at the other chair next to the small table .
Sighing to myself, I felt the corners of my mouth tug to form a small smile as I walked over to the chair, and sat firmly on it . Huh, it was rather comfortable, for a chair .
" So, Shuuya, why did you bring me here ? " I asked, but it felt like a stupid question, wondering if the boy would actually answer me . But to my avail, he actually did .
" I wanted to show you something, remember ? Although it seems plain right now, trust me, it will later ! Just a few more . . . 30 minutes then it'll come, trust me ! " But he paused there, looking like he was going to say something, so I gave a gesture for him to continue, nodding,
" A-And you were different from everybody- In a good way ! You were rather . . . nicer than the rest, so I wanted to know you better ! I want to be your friend, Tsubomi ! " I was taken aback by his remark, my cheeks feeling slightly warm and I responded,
" A-Ah sure thing . . . I can . . . tell you about me, I guess . " He smiled back at me, seeming surprised that I agreed to this, and he nodded, ready to listen .
" I'm Tsubomi Kido, and I-I'm 7 right now . . . my birthday's on January 02- "
" January 02 ? ! Wow ! You must be really lucky, Tsubomi ! Your birthday's after New Year's ! " Shuuya exclaimed, throwing his arms into the air and smiled sheepishly at me for suddenly breaking out like that . Coughing, he gestured me to continue .
" Um . . . it really isn't, honestly . "
" Ehhhhh ? ! Why ? "
" A-Ahh- I think it's best to explain everything . . . " I replied, coughing . The blonde simply tilted his head, and blinked . Then he nodded . Breathing in, I started to tell the story I could never tell anyone .
It all began, well, not like a typical happy family . It started in a rather sad start . I wasn't . . . normal . That's what my mom would say . I didn't want to believe her, I knew not to . But when I heard I wasn't a normal child, everyone would treat me differently . At first it seemed normal, or rather, perfect if one were to be in my place . I was in a wealthy family, I was the 2nd daughter, and we lived in a really nice house .
But, I didn't know why people didn't like me . My siblings treated me like trash, the mistresses would look at me weirdly if I asked for something, and my mom would lash out on me . But she didn't hurt me, she would . . . just yell at me . And it hurt, honestly . So I ran to my sister, Akira, and asked her why this was happening . She was someone I could trust, because she wasn't like the others, she would treat me like a normal child, and she was the one who made me want to continue living .
Anyway, so Akira told me the entire story, and it was rather . . . something that would bother you forever . It turns out I wasn't an actual child . Akira would say I was an ' illegitimate ' child . I didn't know what it meant, but Akira told me instead of being the child of my mom and dad, I was the child of my dad and mistress . I didn't really understand it back then, I was only 4 . I didn't get the meaning of it to my life, on why I was different from everyone else . Akira couldn't tell me, I still didn't know why .
It was like they were hiding secrets from me, but I knew deep down they weren't . So days went on, normally, at least, was how it felt . There was no change, there was the constant hating, ignorance and awkward silence around me . I wanted to disappear .
But Akira motivated me to live, to continue . That everything will get better on later in the future . Haha, I guess onee-chan was right, huh ? Continuing, she told me that they just wanted green hair like me, so they were jealous . It was rather stupid, but it was something I could hold onto, right ? So I believed in that small little idea Akira had, and it motivated me to like who I am, even though I was rather different from my family .
I still wasn't close to my family compared to me and Akira, but I was happy . My life has gotten better after Akira motivated me .
However, it didn't feel quite nice . It was like fake happiness that was washed over me, but I felt it in a way . It was a contradicting emotion, because it saddened me to know I never belonged here . But I was happy with the life I have right now, I'll grow used to it .
Or so I thought .
Years later, rather, a few hours ago, my dad's business went bankrupt, or, if that's what you call it, I don't know . So he was really frustrated, and went insane after a few minutes inside his room . So he burnt everything inside his room, I assume to forget about everything . . .
But it didn't go rather well . He was burned inside as well . Then the door burnt, the walls started burning, basically our house started burning . Everyone was crying, there was screaming, calling for help . There was no way out .
At least that's what they all believed in . Akira and I were together the entire time, running away from all the falling . . . uh, debris ? Eh, anyway, we stood in front of the door, the ticket to a new life . It was there, we could escape, was what I thought .
" Tsubomi, you have to go without me, I-I can't escape with you . . . "
" W-What . . . ? Akira, no ! You have to come with me ! I-I don't wanna lose you onee-chan ! Please ! "
" Tsubomi . . . "
Suddenly, she pushed me out the door, then burning wood started to block the door . And the last thing I heard from her, was,
" I'm sorry . . . I love you . . . "
" I-I didn't even say goodbye to her . . . I didn't say goodbye to my sister ! " I cried frantically, warm water dripping down my eyes, rolling down to my cheeks . Noticing this, I wiped my eyes and covered my face . " I left her to die ! I'd rather die with her than live without her ! "
Shortly, I felt something warm wrap around me . It was Shuuya . He was hugging me . The younger blonde was soothing me, patting my head just like how Akira would, and it made me slightly relieved .
" Shh . . . it's alright, Tsubomi . I'm here for you when you need me . "
