It was raining when school ended. It was the day everyone had their math finals and 70% of the kids cheated their asses off, including my friend Yui. Of course it was natural for her, but I thought she'd at least be smart enough to hide her number infested arm when the teacher came around. As soon as she was caught, Yui flipped and said I'd given her the answers. All and all, it hadn't been a good day.
Still, school's always better then home. Every thing started when my dad passed away in a car crash. The more time went by the more my mom started to unhinge. We were being sued by his family for money and filed for bankruptcy when we couldn't pay the house bill. That's when he came in.
I never liked thinking my mom was a gold-digger, but in reality she was. A year after the incident she met a guy named George at our local mall. No one liked their relationship because he was a foreigner, but that didn't stop my mom. After a week she declared they were in love. I tried remembering that my mom was out of choices, and if she wasn't George wouldn't be in our lives. It was easy to forgive her, but liking George was a stupid idea.
The second I met him I knew we wouldn't get along. He had that look that just said "I'm your new Daddy now, so shut up before something tragic happens." Since my mom wasn't in the room I flipped him off and went to my room. Things stayed like that for years. Of course I told my mom he was an asshole, but she was in so much denial it went right over her head.
That brings us here. Since no one could pick me up from school I had been forced to walk in the rain back home. Cars sped by and splashed water up, drenching me in seconds.
"Crap!" I jumped in surprise and started shaking the water off, eventually getting most of the water off. I shrugged it off and kept walking, seeing a intersection ahead. Deep in thought, I started crossing the road during a red light. A car swerved around the corner and honked loudly when I came into view. My hands went to my backpack and clenched down while I ran like an idiot across the road. I kept running ahead in shock and after twelve feet rammed straight into a light post.
Even more alarmed, I scrambled around and grabbed my scattered items. Mentally I made a note-to-self about zipping my backpack up in the future. While picking things up I noticed a few red dots land on my history report. I grabbed my nose with my spare hand and made an "O" face when I realized my nose had broken.
"Oh my God. My nose. Oh my freakin' God!" I yelped, dropping my things again and beginning to panic. What if my mom saw it? What if the teachers saw it? What if Yui saw it? What if a boy saw it?
"What the fuck?"
I froze and looked ahead of me, completely missing that a person had been walking up the sidewalk. It was a man, pretty tall and wearing a hoodie. I squinted my eyes and stood up, abandoning the blank papers and pencils that were rolling away. I straightened my shoulders and looked back at him with a glare.
"Excuse me? If you don't have anything else to say, move on, asshole."
I immediately regretted that sentence. He started walking towards me, his hood barely revealing a very annoyed look on his face. I backed up a step and stopped, laughing mockingly. I twitched angrily and picked up my backpack along with a few things, then quickly walked away. From behind me I could feel him staring a hole into my back.
"Man, what a creep." I muttered. After twenty minutes or so I saw my house up the road. In the distance I could make out George standing by the door. As soon as I was in the driveway he started his speech.
"Do you have any idea how late you are? Because you lazed, off me and your mother had to cancel our date. What was so important that made you late?" He yelled, one hand placed "fashionably" on his hip.
I rolled my eyes and sneered back. "I bumped into a guy. Oh and yeah, don't worry, my nose is fine."
"Oh, so you couldn't resist stopping and spreading those legs of yours? Considering it's you, I'm not surprised." He retorted, a smirk quickly making it's way across his face.
I gaped at him and started walking towards him angrily, throwing my backpack down and stopping inches from him. I pushed him back angrily and stood my ground. "How dare you! How dare you live in my home and say that to me!"
He shifted quickly and jabbed my chin. His target was probably my face, but his aim landed on my chin instead. My head shot back and I tripped on my backpack, sending me backwards. Luckily the backpack broke my fall. Kind of. The house door flew open and my mom poked her head out, paling when she saw me.
"What happened?" She yelled, running out of the house and helping me up. She turned to George with a questioning face, looking for an answer. I wondered for a minute if he'd actually admit hitting me. Of course I was wrong.
"She slipped while coming up the driveway. The poor dear even hit her nose on the car!" He lied, a perfect look of concern plastered on his face. Instantly my mom looked horrified and glared at the car as if it had "hit me" on purpose.
"That's horrible! Honey, get her backpack. I'll take her to the hospital." My mom turned to me and smiled, kissing my forehead gently. "Oh my, you really are clumsy aren't you?"
I bit my bottom lip and tried to keep my raging line of swears down.
"Name please." The doctor continued asking questions in a bored voice, scribbling down a few notes every time I answered.
"Nadeshiko Rōtasu." I answered, sounding just a bored. Again, he quietly scribbled down some notes.
"Now that it's been fixed, can you tell me how you broke your nose?"
"Is this necessary?" I hissed, wanting to leave. He looked up from his clipboard and shook his head. I smiled at him and jumped out of my chair, quickly thanking him then exiting the emergency room.
I slowed down once I was in the halls because there were so many people walking around. Eventually I saw a sign pointing towards the waiting room. I made my way there and started looking for my mom, knowing she'd be relieved. I spotted her and smiled when she waved happily. A few seconds later I glared when George came into view.
My mom hadn't noticed he was smirking with a victorious look in his eyes. I raised a brow and slowed down, getting suspicious. My mom stood up and grabbed my arm gently, leading me over to them. I sat down next to her and looked around nervously while waiting for one of them to start.
"Honey, George told me everything." She started, sounding as calm and sweet as ever.
My eyes widened in surprise and I gaped again. "Really? He actually did?"
She nodded and looked back at him, smiled, then looked back at me. "I had no idea you felt this way! But Honey, violence is not the answer. All you needed to do was talk to me. I should have seen it earlier, after all, so many other kids have gone through this."
I narrowed my eyes in confusion and shook my head. "Mom, what are you talking about?"
Her smiled widened and she pulled me into a hug. "Lots of kids get jealous of their step-parents. George told me everything, how you lash out at him because I spend less time with you, how you've been wanting my attention, and even about today when you attacked him. I know about it all!" She let go of me and stood up, letting George wrap his arm around her waist. "We can fix this, together."
My mouth went dry and everything stopped. What?
I closed my mouth and stood up, smiling. "Oh, I'm so relieved, Mom. This is great, you know? Let's get out of here and get home, then we can start talking."
My mom jumped happily and hugged me, planting a few kisses before going back to George. "Oh my! I'm happy your so enthusiastic about this!"
"Yeah, it helps, doesn't it?" I looked around and spotted a nearby bathroom. "Before we go I need to use the bathroom, ok? Go ahead and get the car running."
She eagerly nodded and skipped away towards the exit, pulling George behind her. He smirked at me then disappeared behind a wall of people. My face twisted in hate and I turned on my heels. I looked past the bathroom and saw another hall way that led to a different wing of the hospital. I hesitantly walked towards it and pushed the doors open, allowing me to quietly slip through.
In a few minutes I found an exit that led into the second parking lot. I licked my lips and looked around nervously, not seeing anyone. I pushed through the exit and into the rain once more, instantly getting soaked. After quickly looking around I panicked and jumped a nearby wall. I landed in someones backyard, luckily missing the owners. I kept jumping fences until I landed on a sidewalk similar to the one I'd walked on earlier.
"Ohhh my God." I whispered, biting my lower lip before bursting into a run. I tried going through possible places to stay, even thinking my Aunt's house would work. I shook my head and remembered that she liked George, then I thought of Yui.
Yui! She would help me! I slowed down and frowned. Would she? After all, she had tried blaming me for her cheating, so would she turn me in if I trusted her? I shook my head again and groaned, annoyed. No, she would turn me over to my parents. I kept running down the main road until there was a dirt path that led off towards a nearby park. I sped up and ran down the dirt road, quickly arriving at the gates. Most parks weren't enclosed, but this one had been under construction for a few weeks.
I grinned and jumped the gate, barely missing a puddle of mud. I ran towards the back of the park and stepped in one of the old gazebos. Luckily they had been well made so the rain wouldn't be pouring down on me. It was still open on all the sides, but hey, it was better then nothing.
"God damn it!" I yelled, cringing when thunder crackled loudly above. I yelped and crouched, half grinning half crying in fear. "T-that was pretty cool. I'm like, a thunder goddess!"
I stood up again and posed dramatically against one of the gazebo posts, a semi-serious look on my face. "As the thunder goddess, I will smite you, George of StupidTown. Feel my wrath as your loins burn!"
A small grin cracked across my face while I imagined that happening to George. I stopped posing and looked around, making sure no one had heard me. Thankfully no one was in sight. I sat down and pulled out my cell phone, checking for messages. As I thought, there were 17 from my mom.
Hun, where are u?
George is coming back. you ok?
Where are you?
Nadeshiko Rotasu, answer me this instant!
Honey!1
Most of them said things similar to those. I sighed and deleted them.
"You know, I tried. But honestly, this is just stupid." I muttered, rolling my eyes. It'd be easy to get a job and support myself, and once I was old enough to legally be by myself, I could go back and confront my mom about George.
In reality I knew that was easier said then done. As a seventeen year old, getting a job would be easy. Avoiding my parents and friends 24/7 was going to be hard. I'd have to drop out of school because that would be the first place they'd look for me, so education would be a even harder problem.
I rolled my cellphone over between my hands and jumped when it started ringing. I scrambled to flip it up properly and see the caller ID just in time. I pressed the talk button and answered calmly.
"Hello?"
"Nadeshiko Rōtasu! You get back to the house this instant!" My mothers voice screamed through the speakers loudly, forcing me to hold the phone away from my face. When she was done I shook my head and answered simply.
"No."
I grid my teeth and hung up. Hearing her screaming and George yelling in the background spiked my nerves a little too much. I stood up closed my eyes, throwing the phone as fast as I could. I frowned angrily and opened my eyes, ready to go searching for it. Man was I surprised to see the guy from earlier angrily holding my phone.
"What the hell are you thinking? I should kill you!" He yelled, starting to approach me. Again, I backed away and held my arms up defensively.
"What did I ever do to you?" I yelled back, getting unnerved when he stepped into the gazebo and continued towards me.
"You throw your fucking phone at me and expect nothing to happen?" He growled, grabbing my collar and forcing me towards him. I yelped and tried pushing away from him, just barely getting out of his grip. I stepped back more and raised my hands again.
"Look man, I'm sorry. I didn't even see you there." I apologized, quickly looking him over. He was wearing the same hoodie from earlier and still had most of his face concealed. That only gave him a even more threatening appearance. From what I could tell he was strong, like, has-abs-and-visible-arm-muscles type strong. He was taller then me too, at least a few inches. I couldn't see his face, but I had a feeling it was pretty nasty.
"You expect me to believe you threw your phone without looking, and by some insane chance, it hit my head?" He said, voice low and dangerous.
He... He can't be serious. I thought. I mean, sure he had a right to be angry, but seriously! There's a limit.
"Yeah, and if you don't believe me, then so what? Just because you're an asshole doesn't mean I have to put up with you. I said sorry, so get the hell out of my face." I narrowed my eyes and stood my ground. It was one thing to take crap from a parent, but a complete stranger? Hell no!
He raised a brow and cracked a grin. "Wow, looks like you have some nerve. I like that in a girl."
I pressed my lips into a thin line and narrowed my eyes. "Well sorry, but you're looking at the wrong person."
He smirked and shrugged nonchalantly, stepping out of the gazebo. "Ah, that's too bad. I would've loved to take you home."
I glared into his back while he began walking towards the front of the park, most likely leaving. I frowned and scratched my head nervously, looking around to make sure no one was around. I walked out of the gazebo and picked up my cellphone, dusting the mud off. I looked around for the guy and ran after him, feeling sick.
I guess I was more like my mom then I'd thought.
He glanced back when he'd heard me coming, a smirk on his face. "Oh? Was there something you needed?"
I put on my flirtiest smile and shrugged. "If you're still up for it, I thought I'd join you after all."
He raised his arm and gestured me towards him. I walked over and he wrapped his arm around my shoulders possessively. With his other hand he tugged his hood back quickly, revealing a head of blue hair and his entire face. I flushed brightly and started to rethink my decision. He was smirking in a way that made me nervous, but nothing was said.
We walked for a few miles, not a word exchanged. I looked around nervously and hoped he lived in a nice place, and owned some sort of beer. My plan was to get him so incredibly drunk that he'd pass out, and when he woke up in the morning I'd tell him what a great night we supposedly had. After thinking it over a few times I decided it was good enough.
After twenty minutes we arrived at a large building. It looked like a apartment building with at least five floors. We walked straight to the elevator and he punched the penthouse button, and in seconds we were stepping out. I held my breath and walked as confidently as I could until we got to a door. He pulled out a single key and the door quietly opened, revealing a much bigger room then I'd expected.
It looked like a large living room, and there was a kitchen connected to it. There were two halls that branched off from the main room that had a lot of doors. There was something on each one but I couldn't make it out. The guy tightened his grip on my shoulder, making me jump slightly.
He chuckled mockingly and started leading me down the right hall. While walking down I found out that the doors had numbers on them, going from 9 to 5. I raised a brow and wondered what it meant, but before I could think about much we stopped in front of the 6 door.
Again, he pulled out a key and unlocked the door, revealing a simple room. He leg go of my shoulder and let me walk in freely. From behind I heard him lock the door again. My heart literally stopped for a second.
Oh God, there's no beer. What do I do? I thought, starting to panic. I hid it as best as I could and turned back around, flushing when I saw the guy already taking off his hoodie. I licked my lips and quickly looked around for something, across the room I spotted a book on top of his tv. Knowing what to do, I turned back to him and smirked. He smirked back and started walking towards me, but I put a hand out and stopped him.
"Go to the bed and close your eyes, I have a surprise for you." I whispered as sexily as I could. Inside I was mentally screaming and panicking. It grossed me out to see people kiss, so even thinking about that was out of the question.
He smirked and raised a brow, looking amused. Luckily for me though, he did what I said and laid on the bed. As quietly as I could I walked across the room and grabbed the book then slowly made my way back. I walked to the front of the bed and quietly whispered in his ear.
"Sit up a little, would you?"
He did. I positioned myself carefully and prepared to run in case plan B didn't work. As hard as I could, I slammed the book against his head and waited for a reaction. He slumped forward, knocked out. I jumped victoriously and smirked.
"Hell yeah! I just beat you! With a book!"
A/N: Well, this turned out a lot more suggestive then I thought it would.. It was the only way I could set up the story though, so it'll have to do! Sorry about the late character introduction, and the really late canon appearance. In a way this is like the prologue introduction. :D