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WARNING: kannazuki no miko is yuri (girlXgirl) so if you don't like it don't read ^-^

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Buzz!
Buzz!
Buzz!

'Stupid alarm clock…!'
I slammed my hand down on a small black clock, as I slowly sat up on my mattress.
Since my bed frame 'broke' because 'I was to rough with it' and they hadn't gotten me a new one yet.

'Stupid school and its early hours…don't they know teenagers aren't awake till at least 9 a.m.'
I yawned, as I slowly rolled out of bed got up and walked over to my dark wooded dresser to find something to wear.

"Meow…!
Meow…!"

I looked at my small bedroom door and saw my salmon and white tabby kitten clawing at my door, as her aqua blue eyes looked at me and then the door.

"Opps sorry Nekoko…"

I walked over and opened the door letting her out of my room, as she ran into my bathroom at the end of the hallway.
I did lock her in my room for the whole night and she must need to use her littler box.
I smiled and quietly giggled to my self at the sight of my kitten.

"Hey…!
You better hurry your ass up unless you want me to make you late!"

That sad excuse for a step father let alone a man yelled angrily, as I quickly closed and locked my door.
I could hear his feet stomping up the stairs of our average looking two-story house.
I hated when my mom went away on business trips and left me alone with that man.

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(My older blood sister Korona had moved out once she finished high school and now lives at the college dorms in the city…a two days drive away.
My older stepsister Reiko also left right after high school and is a teacher in a city by the beach, so even she couldn't wait to get far away from her own dad.
Not that I blame her, but it's sad that my mom leaves me alone with a guy she knows I hate instead of my own father.
I don't get to see him often as is, because his job keeps him away and I love staying at his house even if it is just with my step mom Otoha and my two half brothers Tsubasa he's the oldest boy and Souma the youngest (but my sister and I are older no matter how much they hate it).
It pisses me off that after all these years she's still afraid to change the divorce agreement, because she thinks my dad would use it against her or some crap like that.
I was 5 when they divorced and it's been 11 years now and I'm 16 you would think she would change a little bit or maybe even grow up, but nope.)
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I quickly undressed and put on my dads dark green hugely baggy on me polo t-shirt and a pair of jeans, as I heard my door unlocking and I cursed that my mom got a lock on my door only to have a key that she and him know about.

"Are you done…!"

He sounded pissed which I didn't know why.
He could go to work whenever, since he has a car and I always walk to school.
Since this town is so small and everything is walking distance I never need rides anywhere…not like I would take any from him anyway.
His hands wonder too much for my liking when it's just the two of us in the car or even the house for that matter.

"Yes…but why do you care?"

I asked trying not to sound rude, but I wanted to know why he was so concerned about me getting ready.
I soon felt pain shot through out my whole body, as his huge dark skinned fist dug into my stomach.
He slowly pulled it away, as I fell down to one knee and held my hand across where I felt the pain.

"Don't talk to me like that…
Do I make myself clear you little bitch…?"

His chilling calm voice sent chills through out my whole body, as he whispered into my ear and I nodded yes to him.

"Good…
Now hurry up, because your damn friend is waiting outside and you know how much I hate attention on our house."

His voice sounded angry again, but I'd take that tone over his calm one any day.
I quickly got to my feet and put on a pair of socks, as he just stood in my room and watched me.
His cold golden eyes giving me the creeps, as I headed for the door and grabbed my torn up navy blue backpack on my way out of my room.
He walked out of the room when I did and followed behind me all the way down the stairs and to the kitchen where I grabbed a breakfast bar and put on my shoes as fast, as I could manage without hurting my sore body.
After all that punch just made the soreness I felt after last nights beating come right back.
I was almost out of the house when I grabbed the doorknob and noticed it was too heavy to pull.
I looked to see his arm was pinning it shut and I lifted my head to see his huge body was over me and I could feel him behind me now.
His golden eyes looked amused, as he smirked and slowly pulled away.

"Have a nice day at school Himeko."

He calmly said, as his voice sent shivers down my spine.
I was going to open the door, as I soon felt his weight against it once again and he softly chuckled.
I lifted my head and saw him messing up his already messy short greenish gray hair, as his golden eyes held a pissed off angry gaze.

"Are you forgetting to say something back…?"

He calmly asked in his bone chilling voice, as I nodded my head yes and he slowly lifted pulled away and waited nearby.

"Have a nice day too…Girochi."

I quietly responded, as he gave me his trade mark amused grin and I knew I could leave without having him stop me.
I opened the door and closed it behind me, as I locked it I took a deep breath and slowly was able to calm down.
Once I knew it was safe I left the front door and ran out to the sidewalk in front of our house where a 16 year old girl and my only friend Makoto was standing at waiting for me like she does every morning.
Even though I told her a hundred times not to and that punch was the reason why, but I could never tell anyone about what that man does or even tries to do to me…
Because Girochi is the chef of police in this small town, so if anyone believed me then who would you call.

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