Title: Suki
Written by: Chibi Corn Chip (AKA Ham-Kelly!)
Rating: T, for alcohol, yuri (shoujo-ai) and language. Probably other things, too.
Summary: 10 years later, Laura looses all control. When her own family abandons her, who will heal her hidden scars?
Pairing: LauraxKana (YURI :D)
Inspirations: Lavenderham-ham's PandaxStan yaoi fics :3
Disclaimer: I do not own Tottoko Hamutaro, or any related themes/characters. In fact, the only thing I own is the plot of this fic. And Edward… nah, I wish. xD

A/n: Hooray! I'm back, with YURI and a new penname, a new profile, and lots of new ideas!! This is a big change for me. I'm totally changing my fangirl type, going from sugary sweet PxS fics to yaoi and yuri. We obviously don't have enough in this section. On with the yuri!!

-Suki…-

Snowflakes drifted from the sky, landing on Kana Ishikawa's face, sending cold, tingling sensations across her skin. Her long, charcoal hair blew in the breeze, brushing loose strands across her back and neck. One puff of air escaping her lips fogged up her glasses, and she quickly shook her head, sending away the steam.

The city of Tokyo was still abuzz with honking cars, loud pedestrians talking obnoxiously on their cell phones, and barking dogs and stray cats, knocking over garbage cans in nearby alleys, even at 10:00 at night. Kana checked her watch. Oh, sorry, 10:19.

Kana had worked a very late shift at the floral shop, and it was a shame that her apartment was so far away from her part-time job. Kana was 21, and was currently a student at Tokyo University, studying to be a journalist. She smiled to herself. She was so close to earning her degree, so insanely close…

She stopped in her tracks when she heard something crunch underneath her feet. She looked down and her smile turned into a small frown. It was a beer can.

Why do people litter? she thought testily to herself, and bent down to pick up the can. She stopped once more when she saw a trail of light brown beer running into a nearby alley. With the can in hand, she stood up and peered into the alley. She gasped.

Lying in a bank of snow was the figure of a woman her age. She was face-down, her short brown locks sticking in each and every direction, soaked with melted snow. She was barely wearing anything, only a measly black tank top and a pair of blue jeans. Kana rushed over the girl, and turned her over. Her brown eyes widened.

"L-Laura!" she shouted.

-Suki…-

Kana bit her lip and stared at her old friend, who was lying on the couch. The steam from the ramen in her hands fogged her glasses again, and with a sigh, she placed the bowl on the coffee table. Laura squinted up at her, and said nothing.

"Laura, are you ok? What happened?" Kana said softly, sitting by Laura's feet. Laura smirked.

"I'm jus' fine, I dunno what yer so worried 'bout," Laura slurred. Kana shook her head.

"You were laying in the snow, with beer all around you, Laura!" cried Kana, and Laura closed her eyes. She chuckled, leaned over and began to sloppily eat the ramen. She said nothing. Kana got up, and went to the fridge. She spoke again. "Laura, we've been friends since grade school. Tell me something."

Again, Laura said nothing. Kana settled herself into an armchair across the room from Laura, and stared to the side. What could have possibly happened to Laura? She hadn't seen her since graduation day, and that was 4 years ago. Where had Laura been living? Was she still with her parents? Kana sipped her drink.

"Got any s-(hic)sake?" said Laura rather loudly from her spot on the couch, and Kana jumped. She looked at Laura, who had a strange grin on her face, and was holding the empty ramen bowl, sitting up.

"The last thing you need is sake. Please Laura, tell me what happened."

Laura sighed in defeat and slumped back onto Kana's couch.

"Kin I jus' sleep?"

And that was the end of that discussion. Kana leant Laura a pair of her pyjamas, showed her the guest bedroom, and before Kana could say goodnight, Laura had already crawled into her bed and was fast asleep.

-Suki…-

Kana was awoken to very loud groans of agony coming from the next room over. Once she had slithered out of bed, put on her glasses, slipped into her slippers and had opened the door to the guest's room in wonder, she had remembered what had happened the night before, even in all her grogginess.

Laura had the covers pulled over her head, with her eyes squeezed shut. Once Kana had managed to pry the comforter out of Laura's grip, she saw that Laura's usual, bright, cheery eyes were red and glazed.

"My head hurts like hell," mumbled Laura, gripping her messy hair.

"Go take a shower," sighed Kana, sweatdropping.

Kana leaned against the door to her bathroom, arms crossed. The sound of pouring water was heard behind the door, and the sound of Laura singing a Utada Hikaru song. Finally, after about half an hour, the running water stopped, and Laura was heard stumbling out of the shower. 5 minutes later, Laura swore.

"SHIT!" she shouted. Kana, who had now slunk to the floor, stood up again and knocked on the door.

"What happened?"

"I cut myself with this fuckin' razor."

"My razor?" shouted Kana, the veins on her head sticking out. Laura sighed.

"Yup. It's a pretty crappy one, Kana, you should get a new one."

Almost one hour later, (after Laura had curled her eyelashes) the brunette finally stepped out of the shower, hair dripping wet. Kana rolled her eyes.

"You were in there for an hour and a half and you didn't even blow-dry your hair?"

"Yeah. And I didn't clean up, either."

"Of course you didn't," sighed Kana, shaking her head. She pointed to the living room. "Now, go siddown."

Very slowly, wet-haired Laura slunk into the living room. She sat down and watched Kana put her hands on her hips and scowl at Laura. Laura's eyes were still glazed over, and her skin was absolutely pale. Her usual skinny figure was even thinner, her skin almost clutched to her bones. Kana sat beside Laura. Laura avoided eye contact.

"What hapenned, Laura?"

Laura sighed and began picking at a hang nail. Kana bit her lip when she saw that Laura's cuticles were torn, and a little droplet of blood ran down her ring finger. Laura stuffed her bloody fingers in her mouth, and Kana felt like slapping her hand away in disgust.

"Mum and dad."

"What about them?"

"They kicked me out."

Kana sighed as Laura continued to suck the blood off of her fingers. She finally pulled her hand away, and, to Kana's relief, didn't put her hands back in her mouth. She stared at her friend, eyebrows drawn back. Laura was not herself anymore. That was for sure.

-Suki…-

TBC

Phew. I hope you all liked it! I'm working on the second chapter right away now!