Hey there! I'm back in Chapter Two! SUCCESS!
Disclaimer: Yep, own nothing. I feel so proud of myself!
Tomo:….Nice to know…
Kitty: DON'T MAKE ME GET MR. HAPPY FACE!
Tomo: OH GOD NO! YOMI, SAVE ME! *Clings*
Kitty: That's what I thought.
Last time: "-and then, he totally jumped into the air and crashing through the building's window across the street! I mean- YOMI WATCH OUT!"
CHAPTER TWO: PAINFUL SURPRISES
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Yomi, shocked out of her thoughts, screamed. After several moments of nothing happening, she stopped, glancing around with wide eyes.
"W-What?" She shivered, wary.
"Oh….well…. You almost stepped on my foot…." Tomo beamed happily, looking at her with a closed-eye smile, as if she just did something good. If she was a dog, her tail would be wagging like crazy. Eye twitching in aggravation, Yomi bopped Tomo over the head with her fist. Tomo huffed, rubbing her head.
"That wasn't nice!" She complained.
"Neither are you." Yomi snarled. The pair stopped. Tomo was about to respond, when a horrible rock song hit her ears, leaving her frozen in spot, mouth gapping. That music could only mean one thing: The Yukari-mobile.
'This is your time to pay.'
"I mean, you always hit me." Yomi complained, unconscious to the sudden background music. Tomo seemed to snap back to life.
"Yomi…." she whispered. Yomi paid no heed to her.
'This is your judgment day.'
"Not to mention always calling me names."
'We made a sacrifice, and now we get to take your life.'
"Yomi…" Louder, more urgent this time.
"Plus, you NEVER shut up." She continued with a wave of her hand.
'We shoot without a gun.'
"Yomi!" A silent scream, louder then her regular voice.
"You cause everyone problems, even when we ask, no beg you to stop."
'We'll take on anyone.'
"Yomi, please!" Tomo had never had that much seriousness in her voice. In her life.
'It's really nothing new, it's just a thing we like to do.'
"I swear Tomo-"
"YOMI, LOOK OUT!" She screamed, urgency spiking the air.
"You better get ready to die, get ready to die!'
"Oh no! I'm not-" Yomi was cut off once again as Tomo plowed into her and knocked her across the street. Yomi opened her eyes to see the Yukari-mobile flash across the street, at about, oh, let's say 500 miles per hour, right where she had been a split second before.
She let out a short breath and closed her eyes when a heavy weight landed on her stomach. She felt something soft press on her lips. It was soft and cold, yet warm at the same time. She blinked open her eyes to see Tomo laying on her, and that it was her lips on hers. A red blush tinted her face before she shoved Tomo off of her, gasping for breath. Tomo let out a high-pitched cry of pain as she rolled over, splitting the night air and lingering for several seconds. Crawling on her knees, Yomi made her way over to a now-sobbing Tomo.
"Come on now, I didn't even hit-" She cut off, thinking of what recently transpired. Like it or not, Tomo had just kissed her, whether is be accidental or not. Another blush covered her face before anger kicked in. Was she crying because she kissed her? "HEY! You know what, I-" She had finally managed to catch sight of Tomo's body. Blood was pulled around her right leg, where it lay mangled and broken.
"Tomo…..are you alright? Did you get hit?" She questioned, worry clear in her voice. Tomo only let out a small whimper. Swallowing the bile that rose in her throat, Yomi shakingly pulled out a switchblade in her pocket. She sat down next to her on the ground. Grasping Tomo's pant leg tightly, she placed the knife at the bottom cuff. Pausing for a split second, she sliced the fabric cleanly. She gagged at the sight of her leg; it looked like it had been mauled by a bear. She barely recognized it. Another slash cut off a piece of fabric.
"This is going to hurt a tab bit…" She muttered, placing the cloth just above the wound. With a grunt, she tied it tightly to stop the blood loss. Tomo emitted a small whimper. Straightening herself, Yomi let out a soft, yet sharp laugh.
"Ha! Take that world! I managed to fix it without causing any more damage!" She huffed, satisfied. Bending back down, she gently picked up the injured wildcat. "Tomo, your house is closer. I'll carry you there." The only response she received what a choked groan. Pressing her tightly against her, she began the jog to the Takino household. Upon reaching it, she knocked rapidly.
"Alright, ALRIGHT already!" A voice grumped from behind the thick door, before light streamed out onto the porch. "What's all- oh…oh my god.." Mr. Takino muttered, taking in the sight of a blood Tomo and equally bloody Yomi. Mr. Takino was Tomo's only parent. Her mother had left the family when she was just three years old, and never came back. It left her in the care of her burly father, who loved her to no end. Standing at 5' 9", he was heavily muscled and this caused him to work as a car mechanic. It was a decent job that paid well, and he loved it.
Tomo had insisted many times to Yomi that she was glad her mother was gone, and that she hated her. Yomi, being her best friend since forever, knew she was lying. She had caught her several times crying silently at night.
Tomo, now unconscious, let out a small whimper of pain that seemed to snap everyone back to attention. Her father snapped into action.
"Go. Car. Hospital. NOW." He commanded, grabbing his jacket. His past as a war veteran had made him good at giving commands. Yomi nodded, rushing back out of the doorway and into the car, Mr. Takino right behind her. He started the car with ease, skidding into the street in a matter of seconds. Clutching the seat with her life, Yomi held Tomo firmly to the seat.
What took only five minutes seemed like five hours to Yomi as she whisked out of the car and into the Emergency Room. They immediately took her into a room, everything white and clean with that hospital smell. She placed Tomo down, and, insisting she was fine, left to wait with Tomo's father. They sat down at a table, a pair of hot chocolate mugs already there. Mr. Takino took a sip, before looking at Yomi with disbelief and sadness.
"…What happened?" He questioned softly, a voice he rarely used. It was very different from his hearty laugh. The brunette opened her mouth to speak, but he waved her off. "Never mind. Go get cleaned up, we'll talk later." She nodded quickly, glad for some more time to process her thoughts.
Warily stepping into the bathroom, she grabbed several paper towels to clean herself with. She wet them and slowly set to work. The blood came off easily, and within ten minutes, she was finished. She crept back to where Mr. Takino sat. Taking a deep breath, she sat down and set to explaining.
"Well, when she got to my house, she was as cold as death herself. I warmed her with tea, soup, and a blanket. She was back to herself in no time. We left after that; she had insisted that I come and wouldn't take no for an answer." She let out a small laugh, then continued.
"As we were walking down the street, she playing a trick on me, as usual. She yelled at me to watch out. It was just because I almost stepped on her foot. Heh. Anyways, I started blabbing at her, ignoring her. I- it's all my fault…" She cried, shaking her head. "S-she tried to tell m-me, b-but I didn't t-take her se-seriously!"
She took a moment to compose herself, thinking it was better if she didn't mention Yukari…or the kiss. "At the last moment, she pushed me out of the way. She took that blow to her leg when she saved me. I don't know what else is injured. T-that knucklehead…she shouldn't have done that!" she sobbed. Tomo's father walked over to her and held her. She sobbed against his chest. Yomi was like a second daughter to him.
"She would have done it anyways. That's just the way she is. Besides," he added, ruffling her hair. "-if she didn't save you, she would have gone crazy. Yomi nodded against his shirt, closing her eyes.
"C-can you call my mom and tell her where I am?" she muttered, half asleep.
"Sure thing kiddo." He replied. Hours passed, and Yomi found herself in the middle of a black road. Everything was dark, there wasn't a light in sight. Until two headlights appeared at the end of the road. It was a silver Toyota Corolla with multiple dents in it; the same car that had nearly killed her and harmed Tomo. She stumbled backwards, fear piercing her like a thorn. She whimpered as more copies of the same car pulled up, surrounding her. Their engines revved. A soft moan echoed around her.
"It's all your fault. Guilty! Your fault!" The voice repeated that same sorrowful voice.
"I know! Leave me alone! Stop!" Yomi cried, clutching her head and falling to the ground.
"You must paw for your stupidity! Pay, Pay!" The voice echoed loudly, before the engines revved again, closing in on her until all was dark…
EPIC CLIFFHANGER~~~
Welp. That's the end of Chapter 2. VICTORY!
Yomi: Why, oh why did you torment Tomo with Mr. Happy Face?
Kitty: I dunno. To get her off my back?
Yomi: You'll get yours Kitty, I swear….
Kitty: ALRIGHTY THEN. On that note, read and review! See you in chapter 3!
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