" Mommy " The small auburn hair girl called as her mother tucked her in bed.
" Yes sweety? " The mother smiled
" What was daddy like? " Her daughter asked
" Hana, he was an amazing man " The mother began " He saved my life, at least twice, he was so strong, and brave. He saved the world you know "
" Wow " the daughter exclaimed.
" Don't lie to her Orihime, He was a bastard. He hates all of us. " the teenage son stood in the door way, as his yellow eyes glowed.
" Sora, Stop!" Orihime stated firmly.
" Fine, Lie to her, I know the truth! " Sora shouted back.
" What is the truth you know! ? If it wasn't for him , I would not be alive! " Orihime stood up, shouting.
" Ya, ya, ya, what ever. " Sora's semi long white hair bounced, as he quickly walked down the stairs.
" WHERE THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING! ?" His mother shouted
" Soken's! " The front door slammed. " SORA! " Orihime shouted. She sighed, and looked back at her daughter. " I love you " She kissed her daughter " Goodnight. "
" Night, mommy " Hana smiled.
" It isn't his fault Sora. . . " The single mother thought to herself as she walked out of her nine year old daughter's room.
Knock, knock
Uryu opened the door. " Sora? It's eight o'clock, what's wrong? "
" Nothin' , is Soken home? " Sora asked
" Yes, but he is studying for the exam next week." Uryu started
" Can I come in? " Sora asked
Uryu's eye twitched " The disrespect. " " Yes, but take off your shoes at the door, it rained today. "
" Okay " Sora stated as he kicked of his shoes " You mind if I stay the night? "
Uryu frowned " What happened? "
" Me and Orihime got in a fight, again " Sora rolled his eyes
" You should give her some more respect, I mean at least call her mother. " Uryu started
" I don't care. " Sora stated coldly
" She loves you, she gave birth to you, she supports you. She is your mother " Uryu continued, Sora ignored him, and walked up the stairs. " He is so much like his father, Ichigo, we all know it wasn't your fault. If only he knew, he would love you as much as we all do. "
" Yo, Soken. " Sora stated as he walked is best friend's room
Soken looked over his shoulder " Oh, hey Sora! " His blue eyes sparkled when he saw his friend entering his room.
" So what did Aimi say? " Sora asked as he sat down oh Soken's bed.
" Um. . . " Soken looked away from his from friend.
" Oh shit, she rejected you? " Sora stated
" No. . . " Soken started looking for something to do on his desk. " My father doesn't like it when you swear. " he tried to change the subject
" You didn't ask her. " Sora stood up, and walked up to Soken's desk. " Soken, if you really like her, then you tell her how you feel. "
Soken began to feel nervous. " How? "
" Just do it. " Sora placed his hand in his friend's shoulder. " She wont know you feel if you don't tell her. "
" It doesn't matter, she wont like me. " Soken started reading the textbook on his desk.
" Soken. . . " Sora started
" No, don't Soken Me! " He stood up " I am a loser, and a nerd, all I do is study. I'm not good at anything, I don't have anything special about me, like you! "
" Soken, you are a bad ass, you're the shit, I'm the freak, do you see these eyes, look at my hair." Sora started pointing out the things wrong with him. "I am a F student, I argue with my mother everyday. "
" But you have talent. " Soken stated
" Talent? " Sora questioned
" You can sing, In English! " Soken smiled
" That's nothing, you are an amazing artist. " Sora pointed to Soken's skech pad.
Soken smiled again " Thanks for cheering me up. "
Sora smiled in return " You are gonna ask Aimi out tomorrow, like it or not. "
Soken walked over to his bed " Well what are you gonna do if I don't? "
Sora sat down on the desk, " I'll make ya " his yellow eyes glowed, an he smiled mischievousness
" Okay! I'll ask her tomorrow! " Soken pulled the blankets over his head.
" Good. " Sora laughed
" But " Soken started
" But what! ? " Sora questioned
" I don't think my father would approve. " Soken sighed
" Oh. My. Fucking. God. " Sora started " You are sixteen years old! "
" So? " Soken asked
" So fucking what! ? I am sure Uryu doesn't care. " Sora stated
" Okay. " Soken sighed
" Hey, if he seriously gets mad, just blame it on me. " Sora smiled
" Sora " Soken started
" He hates me already so, why not? It was my idea, I did push you to do it. " Sora continued
" He doesn't hate you. " Soken stated.
" What ever " Sora rolled his yellow eyes.
" He doesn't " Soken repeated.
" What ever" Sora said again. He took out his cell phone, and checked his messages to cut the conversation. There was a long moment of silence.
" So, how has your latest song been going? " Soken asked.
" Eh, its been okay. I haven't been able to write lately " Sora said, with out looking away from his phone.
" Oh, well have you translated anymore songs? " Soken asked
" No, I have been looking up some American bands though " Sora said, still looking through his phone.
" American bands? " Soken questioned
" Well, western music, some bands are from England, a few from Switzerland. " Sora opened up a file from his phone. " This band's name is Blink 182. " He pressed play, the song began to play.
' It's hard to wake up
When the shades have been pulled shut
This house is haunted
It's so pathetic
It makes no sense at all
I'm ripe with things to say
The words rot and fall away
If a stupid poem could fix this home
I'd read it every day '
The song stopped and Soken sat still, shocked in amazement. Sora put down his phone.
" What do you think? " Sora asked
Soken's blue eyes glowed " It was amazing! "
" You didn't understand the lyrics did you? " Sora questioned
" No, but it still sounded awesome, can you teach me English? " Soken asked excitingly
" I haven't mastered it yet, but sure. " Sora smiled.
" Ishida-kun I just don't know what to do. " Orihime sighed as she spoke into the phone.
" Orihime, there isn't much you can do. What Sora has experienced wont ever go away. " Uryu stated
" He hates Ichigo. He doesn't understand. " Orihime started
" I know, but If we tried to explain it to him, he would just be even more confused. " Uryu started
" Sora is so much like Ichigo, and he looks so much like. . . him " Orihime's voice began to tremble
" Orihime, don't think about it. You'll only hurt yourself. " Concern was clear in the Qunicy's voice
" I know, but " She began to cry " Sora hates me too "
" Orihime "
" No, stop "
" I am coming over "
" You don't have too "
" I want too "
" You don't have too. . . "
" I need to "
" Uryu. . . "
" I'll be over soon "
Uryu placed the phone on the receiver, and he walked up stairs. He opened the door to his son's room.
" Hello father " Soken smiled
" Soken, I am going out for a while, I'll be back in an hour or so, Be safe " Uryu smiled.
" Okay, bye dad " Soken smiled at his father as he closed the door.
" Is your dad seriously just leaving like that? He never leaves you home alone. " Sora asked
" Yeah. . . He trusts me now " Soken stated
" Sweet " Sora smiled.
" What are you planning? " Soken asked nervously
" Nothin' I was just thinking we should go for a walk. " Sora stated
" At nine at night? " Soken asked nervously
" Oh yeah " Sora smiled again
Uryu opened the front door, he stopped for a second. He felt his pockets, and quickly walked back in. He grabbed the small silver cross off the coffee table and walked out the door.
Author's Note:
I was sooooo tempted to start this with
" My name Is Sora Kurosaki, I'm seventeen years old. "
You know, like the commercial off of AdultSwim ^.^
I have a feeling that only certain people will enjoy this,
Please Review :D Please!
