Well, Sky Chrysanthemum here! This is my second story I'm posting on FanFiction. I had this story written out already, but I couldn't think of a god name for the main character until now. Thanks go to LunaNyx for reviewing my other story.

I don't think I need a disclaimer yet. I'll post one up for the rest of the chapters though.

Path to Redemption

By: Sky Chrysanthemum

Prologue

Kaisu's body moved mechanically like it did everyday for the pass fifteen years. He laughed when he was with his friends, he worked hard when he was in school, and he always had a smile or an impassive countenance wherever he went. Kaisu just wouldn't allow his body to cry as easily as everyone else does. He just couldn't. It showed how weak he was and Kaisu didn't want to be weak. He was sick of having to hide his true self from everyone, but it was his own fault. His own fault for having built up a wall, all too late to realize that he never wanted that wall in the first place. Now Kaisu just curse himself for his own fault and selfish ways. 15 years and acting like how everyone expects him to act. His parents, his friends, his teacher, the world. He was never allowed to truly be himself, just a puppet.

Kaisu sighed as he walked the distance from the bus stop to his home. Even now he didn't feel as if he was himself. He held a straight face that shouldn't be on a boy's face at his age, but it was still was there. Why am I rushing home for? Kaisu thought. It's not like I have any freedom to do as I please at home either. I just have more work to do... Kaisu just wasn't sure why he was like this everyday. He could easily run and never come back; it was just that he knew he couldn't do that. He cared for his family, but at the same time he didn't. His family counted on him because of what he would be capable to do in the future. It's just not fair...

As Kaisu took the doorknob in his hand, Kaisu had a feeling something wasn't right. He felt sick to his very stomach and that wasn't butterflies for certain. Twisting the knob, Kaisu was greeted with blood everywhere. On the walls, the floors, the table, the couch, everywhere. It made Kaisu gag from the overwhelming smell that assaulted his nose. The smell of iron and rust mixed in with the smell of his house.

When Kaisu walked into the family room, his entire body had frozen. There, standing in the middle of the room was a man with raven hair and a knife in his right hands. Kaisu thought his heart would freeze over as he recognized the man. It was the same man that he had met the first time he had moved to the neighborhood. The man was only in his late twenties and had become Kaisu's friend. Kaisu told him everything about himself and how he wished he didn't have to live up to anyone's expectations. He even joked with him on how much he wished he could kill them all.

The man finally looked up from the dead bodies that were at his feet. He saw Kaisu and smiled at him. "Well, Kaisu, what do you think?"

"Why, Kaine?" Kaisu asked. He didn't understand anything.

"'Why?' I did this all for you, Kaisu," he said with a smile on his face. "Now you don't have to be a mere puppet, you can finally be free. Just like how you've always wanted."

"But I didn't mean for you to kill them!" Kaisu shouted out of shock.

"But you've always said how much you wish they were dead, so I killed them for you," another smile.

"That was a joke though!"

Kaine laughed. "But you're happy now, right? No more pressure. You can finally smile a real smile and not that fake one you always use." Kaine took a step towards Kaisu and Kaisu backed away from him. "Why are you being like this, Kaisu?"

"You killed them," it was just a whisper, but enough for Kaine to hear still.

"Yes, Kaisu we both know that I killed them. Now will you just give me a hug as a thank you?"

Kaisu turned and ran. He couldn't believe it. His entire family was killed all because of him. He killed them and it wasn't by his hands.

"Kaisu! Wait!" Kaine called after Kaisu. He was right behind Kaisu.

Kaisu pushed his legs to go faster, even though they burned. He just couldn't let that man catch up to him. Kaisu ran for another hour and had finally lost Kaine. His entire body ached from the exertion. Taking in large gulps of air, Kaisu looked around to see where he was. It was downtown of Sector 8, but he wasn't sure which part. Kaisu's cell started to ring and he pulled it out to see that his friend, Kira, was calling.

"Hello," Kaisu answered when he had opened his phone.

"Kaisu!?" a girl's voice sounded from the other end. "Where the hell are?!"

"Downtown," Kaisu said as calmly as he could manage.

"The polices are at your house and..." there was a pause, but Kaisu knew what Kira was talking about.

"Why are they there?" Kaisu asked.

"Your neighbor went to see your parents and when she had entered, she found your entire family murdered. Are you okay? Did you get hurt?" Kira's voice was filled with concern, but Kaisu just couldn't say anything. It was out of character for her to care for him. They were friends, but only Kaisu showed any sort of concern for others, while she did not.

"Yes, I'm fine." Kaisu looked at the ground. "You don't have to worry about me, Kira. I can take care of myself. It's not like you to care so much for me anyways."

"I can't help it! If you were the one lying dead, everyone would be sad. And if you were to have a funeral, I wouldn't even show up," Kira said.

Kaisu knew she was lying, but it was one of the things she was good at. Always being able to hide behind her sarcasm. At least you're able to cry when you're with someone, Kaisu thought. I still can't even bring myself to tell you my true self.

"Yeah, I'll head over to my house now," Kaisu said.

"Good. I'll meet you there. See you later, Kaisu."

"See ya, Kira," Kaisu heard a click as the connection was disconnected and closed his phone.

It took Kaisu thirty minutes to get back to his house. The first thing he saw was the police cars lining in front of his house. Kaisu knew he had to act calm, but it was hard. Kaine had betrayed him and his trust. He ruined everything.

An elderly woman walked up to him. "Kaisu, are you okay?" she asked

"Yes," was Kaisu's simple answer.

"The cops would like to speak to you."

"Right," Kaisu said as he allowed the woman to take him up to the polices.

"Young man," a cop began. "I'm sorry for your lost, but can you answer a few questions?"

"Yes."

"Do you know who did this?" asked the cop.

"Yes."

"Can you tell me who it is?"

"It was me."

"That's impossible. They've been dead for three hours and by my info, you were still in school. You couldn't have done it."

"It's my fault! I didn't mean for them to die," Kaisu said, his voice cracking. "I would always joke about it, but I would never mean it." Tears fell from Kaisu's eyes. "He betrayed my trust. He's the one who did it."

"Kaisu, who are you talking about?" asked the woman.

"Kaine," Kaisu placed his face in his hands. "I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. I didn't-"

"It's okay, son," the cop placed a gentle hand on Kaisu's shoulder. "We'll get this man."
Kaisu continued to cry as the images of his family was imprinted in his mind. Their pained faces, those lifeless eyes, those pale cheeks, and worse, knowing they were betrayed. Kaisu's heart was overfilled with one emotion, guilt.

Well, that's the beginning of this story. Please review. Any comments are welcome. I don't mind any flames; they just make me become a better writer, although I would like it if it was nice too.

See ya next time.