Summary/Description:
Momoko Akatsutsumi is not as ordinary as you think she would be. Her dad left her when she was barely a year old, her mom left her at an orphanage for two years and she's being bullied, harassed and abused by her peers for three years.
But that's not all! She loves being in pain, especially if she did it to herself; inflicting pain on both her wrists, arms, fingers and hands made her love the pain more. The only thing is, instead of liking BDSM and stuff that involves sexual pain, it actually grosses her out.
She has problems; mentally, physically and emotionally. She may seem always happy but under that façade, she's a broken girl with a broken heart and soul. Loving pain and inflicting pain on herself is just her way of saying, "I'm still sane."
Butch Jojo is a Lone Wolf. He loves to travel alone and he is one of those "Tough and Rough", hardheaded and short-tempered guys. Some people fear him because of this. But deep inside, he longed for someone to love him and for him to spoil and love that someone. Someone who would make him smile just by seeing their face. Make him laugh and feel accepted.
Brick Jojo is a Vampire Prince and also the older brother of Butch. Strange that they're related but of different species, am I right? Anyways, Brick has been looking for his Beloved for years. And just like his brother, he is a lonely man, yearning for love and to be loved in return.
When these three meet, will fate be kind to them? Maybe, maybe not. Who knows? Let's find out, shall we?
Author's Note
This is an AU Fan Fiction of Blossutch/Blossick. So please bear with me if I ever made any of the PPGZ and RRBZ characters slightly out of their character... This is also my first fanfic so please be nice... Tnx :)
I DO NOT OWN THE PPGZ AND RRBZ! I only own the plot and I might add some OC's later on through the story.
Question: Is this gonna be a Blossutch or a Blossick story? IDK, who knows? *evil laugh*
Chapter 1 — Her Backstory (Trigger Warning)
Momoko's P.O.V.
I laughed in delight when I saw blood – my blood dripping from my arm. If someone ever saw me doing this, they would totally be freaked out by my crazed eyes, the smile on my face and the bloody knife I'm holding. Thinking about it just made me laugh even more.
With the knife on my hand, I cut some more – letting it slide across my wrist, loving the feeling it gave me. I loved every second of it. Ironically, I was never the one who would think of cutting as an escape. I actually don't support people who do it but ever since it happened, I started doing it. I don't regret it though! I'm actually glad when I thought about doing this kind of thing. It helped me pull through my hell-kind-of-life.
The sound of knocking resonated in my room followed by an angelic voice saying, "Honey, dinner's ready!"
"Coming!" I said as I put my knife in my hiding place, careful to not make it clang. I went to my bathroom and washed the blood off my arm. I frowned when all the blood was gone but thought nothing of it because my family might get suspicious. I wrapped my arm in bandages and put on my hoodie before I went downstairs to eat.
"Hey, big sis! How was your day?" My lil sis, Kuriko, asked as I turned around the corner to go to the dining room.
"'Twas fine. Just the... usual." I smiled at her then ruffled her hair. Which she pouted at, telling me that she's "not a kid". Ha! Yeah right. I can hardly believe that (she's six)! Other than that, she is such a cutie, I could just hug her till I die! I giggled at that thought because of how ironic it must have sounded.
At dinner time, my family and I had our usual talk. Reminiscing old times, tell Knock-Knock Jokes, and everything that families do to catch up. It was kinda fun. Till Mom said something that made me tense.
"Honey, tomorrow's the first day of your senior year! Are you excited?"
I faked smiled, "Yeah, very! I miss my friends." Lies. Lies. ALL LIES!
"That's good! What about you, my dear? Are you excited for your first day?" Mom asked Kuriko then I dozed off after that. After dinner, I went up to my room and stared at the ceiling. Tomorrow's International Hell Day, I thought to myself. I wonder if we'll have any new students? Probably none, like always. That was my last thought before I went to sleep.
Morning came, as awful as it sounds. I dreadfully went to the bathroom and showered. A million thoughts came into my head, all about what will happen to me today and to the rest of the school year. Probably the same as usual.
What if it's not? My conscience stated. I shake my head and the thought away. But what if my conscience is right? What if... What if this school year will be different? Will I survive? Can I even make it through the school year alive?
I grit my teeth and clench my fists. I don't care about what will happen! I survived three goddamn years of harassment, abuse and self-harm! How can this year be any different!
I went out of the bathroom and put on some clothes. After that, I went downstairs only to be greeted by the delicious smell of my favorite food; corn beef with pineapple sauce and slices. My mouth watered just by the smell of it. I went to the dining room quickly and ate my breakfast (which was so delicious!).
When finished, I walked to school to burn some calories. Man, my mom can cook! I feel like a walking whale whenever I eat what she cooks. She's like Yukihira Soma and Nakiri Erina combined! That's how amazing my mom is at cooking.
I would love to have a guy cook a meal that's as amazing as my mom's cooking. Oh wait, I forgot to introduce my self! My name is Momoko Akatsutsumi and this is my story. Before we continue, I would like to tell you a bit about myself. Is it alright? Okay, here we go.
I was born on the 29th of May, year 1999. It wasn't that special, really. The day I was born was unexpected and unplanned. An "accident" as others would like to call it. My "dad" was irresponsible when he heard Mom was pregnant with me when they were 19. He disowned me and left Mom a year after I was born. Mom, of course, was left heartbroken. She gave me up for adoption after that. I don't really know what happened after she gave me up, all I know was that mom "retrieved me" (are those even the right words?) from the orphanage two years later when she realized that she abandoned her child in a place filled with loneliness, unwanted and sadness. She wanted me to feel loved and wanted not like when my "dad" did when he found out about Mom getting pregnant with me.
But life is great now! Mom got married to a seaman named Misako (since "dad" never married mom) and he made us move here in Japan to live with him right after. I was five when they got married.
I did not trust Misako for Mom at first but I approved of him when I saw how he really loves my mom. A few years after they got married, my lil sister was born. That day was an unforgettable day of our lives. Mom was happy again, Misako got accepted (by me) in the family and my lil sis came into the world.
I can never forget Mom and Misako's happy and smiling faces when they saw baby Kuriko for the first time. I can also never forget how Kuriko smiled up to me with her orange-brown eyes when I held her for the first time. It was unforgettable indeed.
Mom and Misako rarely see each other but they trust and love each other so much that it did not bother them that they're miles and miles away from each other. I'm jealous of their relationship. I want a guy to love me like Misako loves mom. But that's not gonna happen, 'cause anytime soon... I'm gonna lose it!
End of Chapter 1
I hope you guys liike this chapter! ^_^ Please tell me if you want me to continue or not.
*~* Emo ~*~
