Excerpt from Dark Moon
A/N: Wrote a mini- one-shot earlier today based on the premise that Katsuki has Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. I dramatized it quite a bit though, haha. It's a scene from Dark Moon, as evidenced from the title, haha. Will probably upload an epilogue later. ^^ Hope you all like it.
Dedicated to: FlawedtoPerfection from FH, wrote it for you, after all. ^^
Disclaimer: I do not own Skip Beat!, Dark Moon, or any of its characters.
Katsuki stared at the moonless night sky, haunted by flashbacks of the past. Putting his hand over his eyes, his breath grew ragged as his memories consumed him.
"Sensei"
Katsuki started, turning glazed eyes towards the voice behind him.
"Sensei, are you alright?" Mizuki's pretty face was marked with worry over the trembling person before her*
Katsuki watched as his family was taken away, the visage of the man he saw on that moonless night forever burned into his mind.
"Why did it have to be him, wasn't he your friend? People mean so little to you, don't they?" Katsuki whispered bitterly, turning around to face Mizuki, the only person in his mind's eye being that heartless man who took away his family.
Mizuki took a step back. "Sensei?"
"But even if you don't give a shit about others, because of that disgusting pride of yours, you would hate it if anything happened to your precious family, wouldn't you? After all, it wouldn't look good on the head of the household, would it?" Katsuki's hands wrapped around Mizuki's frail shoulders, causing the girl to wince in pain.
"Sensei? What are you saying? You're hurting me!" Mizuki stilled, her eyes growing wide with fear. 'He's not listening. I've never seen Katsuki-san like this before. Who is he looking at with such hatred in his eyes?'
Katsuki's hands slowly moved upwards towards Mizuki's neck, his fingers overlapping as he squeezed the air out of Mizuki's lungs, leaving her gasping for breath. Katsuki continued on, deaf to Mizuki's cries for freedom. "But don't worry, your precious family will be safe, for now at least." Katsuki's eyes gleamed with gruesome anticipation, "By the time I'm done with you though, both you and your family will -"
Katsuki stumbled forward, his hands loosening its grip around Mizuki's throat as he lost his balance, dropping to the ground like a dead fly. Mio stood behind him, wielding a large butcher knife.
Mizuki gasped for breath, gulping air into her starving lungs. "What did you just do to Sensei?" Mizuki wheezed. She knelt down next to the unconscious man, gently feeling the back of his head and back to see if there was any blood.
"I hit him with the handle. So you won't find any blood" Mio stated coldly. "Go back inside. You forgot to wash the dishes after supper." Mio handed Mizuki the knife. "Don't forget to wash this one as well." Finished with what she had to say, Mio walked back towards the mansion only a few feet behind them, the dim light coming from the windows barely illuminating the frozen expression on Mizuki's face.
"W-wait!" Mizuki called desperately.
Mio kept walking, ignoring her cousin.
"Please Mio! Wait! What should I do about Sensei?" Mizuki cried.
Mio paused at the doorstep. Glancing back at Mizuki, Mio gave the girl a condescending glare. "That's your problem, not mine." And with that, she walked into the house, shutting the door behind her.
A/N: Well, it's my first time in a while writing anything new, but it was fun. Hope you had fun reading it as well. ^^