When there was War Chapter 2, a daa! daa! daa! fanfic

Disclaimer:

Angelica: I dreamt that I owned Daa!Daa!Daa! And, guess what?

Miyu: What?

Kanata: She woke up.

Angelica: Hey! That was my line!

Kanata: *bleh*

Miyu: Yeah, and she doesn't own the rights to 'Path of Thorns' by Sarah McLachlan either

Angelica: Again! I was supposed to be saying that!!!

Miyu: *Sigh* whatever :P

Angelica: *Mopes in a corner*

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Recap:

Hana… the blonde thought, tears flowing freely from her emerald eyes as she mourned the lifeless body that once belonged to her middle-aged, beautiful and energetic housemaid.

Just then, the lights went out. Then, she was gagged by someone and was forcefully dragged her away…

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I knew you wanted to tell me

In your voice there was something wrong

But if you would turn your face away from me

You cannot tell me you're so strong

Just let me ask of you one small thing

As we have shared so many tears

With fervor our dreams we planned a whole life long

Now are scattered on the wind...

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When 'They' arrived

Where am I being taken? was the question running through Miyu's head as she tried to push and kick against her 'kidnapper.' She heard a door slam shut and was pushed into something soft…coats? I'm in the coat closet?!

Just as she was about to scream in fear, though, the soft voice of her mother sounded as a whisper in the little room. "Shhh Miyu! Its okay! It's Mama! We're in the coat closet! Please don't scream! They'll hear us!"

"…Mama?"

"Yes dear," replied the voice shakily.

"Wha…what happened?" she asked, dreading the answer.

"Oh Miyu! I'm so happy you're alive!" cried the older woman, engulfing the young blonde in a tight hug. Pulling back a few minutes later, Miyu felt a sudden coldness appear in the atmosphere as her mother began the recollection of what had taken place in her absence…

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-Flashback: Saturday, Late Afternoon-

Miki Kouzuki was sitting, on the plush red couch that she always got comfortable in, to catch the episode of "Broken Hearts" that she had missed on Friday while she was out with her husband, Yuu. The tissue box in her hand was quickly getting empty as she sniffled into the tissues every so often. Hiroki's car accident just made Minami realize that she had loved him all this time and, now that she had agreed to marry his brother, Yusuke, instead, the two of them would have to forget about their affection for each other.

"Oh, Minami! You're such a fool!" cried Miki as she blew her nose into the tissue that she pulled out from the box. Crumpling it up, she dumped it into the dustbin situated near the couch. Reaching in the box for another tissue, she couldn't help but wonder how a famous retired NASA astronaut like her ended up like such a…such a 'crybaby'. Haha, I guess that 'crybaby's the only word for it, she chuckled. Maybe it was because we moved into this neighborhood after I retired. There is usually nothing to do here so I guess watching the show 'Most talked about in Heiomachi' was inevitable...

Soon enough, she realized that she had run out of her 'comfort paper' and decided to restock it in the kitchen. "Now, where did Yuu put those tissue papers?" she asked herself as she looked through the pantry. "Aha!" she exclaimed, pulling out a new packet of 'E.Z. Tissues.'

However, her triumphant dance was cut short as Yuu burst in through the back door, bowing his head down and smacking his hands on his knees as a sudden reflex to stopping his running streak, and panting heavily.

The hand holding the tissue box still in the air, Miki stared, frozen and wide-eyed from shock, at her husband, her mouth a little agape. Finding her voice, she softly smiled and decided to speak before he'd get whatever he forgot and head back to the Defense station that he worked in after retiring from NASA himself. "Hey, honey. You're home early. What have you forgo-"

"There's no time for that right now! We need to hurry and hide you!"

"Wha…?!" she exclaimed, confused, as Yuu pushed her through the house, towards the coat closet. "Where's Miyu?!" he asked, clearly fearing something as he led her through the closet and proceeded to hide her behind the coats.

"I don't know. She hasn't been back since this morning – WILL YOU STOP PUSHING ME AND TELL ME WHAT'S WRONG?! WHY AM I HIDNG???"

"I can't explain everything, but, remember the jet planes that flew overhead about an hour ago?"

"…yeah"

"Well, the people flying them aren't good people. They're soldiers – soldiers from another country. Miki, they're invading Japan!"

"*Gasps*"

"We need to keep you hidden here or else they'll capture you and take you to their concentration camp too! Some of my colleagues at the Defense unit were captured while I was out for coffee. When we saw all the soldiers marching into the unit, the remaining colleagues and I knew something was wrong so we ran the other way – to warn our family members!"

"Oh My God! Miyu –"

"We'll just have to hope that she's safe - Miki, there isn't much time! There are hundreds of them in Heiomachi itself and they're heading in all directions – even here! We have to warn the others as well…" he finished, his voice fading into silence as he softened his grip on her shoulders.

"Yuu…please don't go…"

"Miki, I owe it to my captured colleagues to save their families…"

"Don't leave me alone, then. Let me come with you!"

"What if Miyu shows up later? Don't you think you should stay here and protect her if she's still safe and out there?"

"…yeah. I guess you're right. Stay safe!"

"I will."

"Yuu…"

"Yes?"

"I love you."

Pulling her into a tight hug, Yuu rested his chin on her head while she wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her face in his chest. "I love you too, Miki. So much."

Sobbing, the couple broke apart minutes later, Yuu telling his wife to stay safe, to tell Miyu that he loved her very much and he hoped that, one day, the three of them would reunite again.

He silently closed the closet door behind him and was making his way towards the back door again, when the front door burst open, 3 well built and heavily armed men marching towards him and grabbing him by the arms.

"Hey! Hey! What's going on? Get you hands off me!" he yelled, acting as if he was oblivious to what was going on.

"Stop squirming and tell us who all are in this house or we'll blow your head off!" threatened one of the men, jabbing a gun to Yuu's head.

"N-no one else, just me. I live alone…my wife and child died 2 years ago," he stated, hoping they would buy it.

"Check the house," the soldier told his colleagues. Pushing Yuu into the man's clutches, the other two ran around his home, kicking doors open, shooting at cupboards and breaking anything in their way.

Miki stayed in the coat closet, the light from outside flowing through the grates on the door and falling on her face in such a way that only her petrified emerald eyes could be seen. As she heard the soldier's orders to search the house, she slowly backed away and proceeded to hide herself by sitting on the shelf behind the various thick coats that hung on the rack. Please, God. Don't let them hurt Yuu, she prayed with her eyes shut and her breathing on a standstill.

Yuu was looking anywhere but the coat closet in the hopes that they would stay away from it, but it was to no avail. One of the soldiers – shorter than the soldier holding onto Yuu, but more muscular than him – came back into the kitchen empty handed and started conversing with the other soldier in an unfamiliar language. In between their conversation, his eyes locked with Yuu's apprehensive azure orbs and silence enveloped the room for minutes. The intensity of his gaze made Yuu feel as if the man in front of him could read his mind. His captor looked between the two in confusion.

"What's wrong?"

"This man, isn't he Yuu Kouzuki?"

"You mean the NASA Scientist who retired a few years ago? Hm, now that I think about it, he does look a lot like him…"

"Well, then. As far as I remember, Yuu Kouzuki still has a wife and a daughter – the international news recently published a photograph of the three of them celebrating their daughter's 17th birthday in some Seafood Restaurant in Tokyo…"

Yuu's eyes widened. They caught his bluff.

The first soldier turned his attention back to the blond man and, with a swift blow to the head with the butt of his gun, he yelled: "YOU! YOU DO NOT LIE TO US AND GET AWAY WITH IT SO EASILY!"

"Calm down," said the second soldier as he watched Yuu stagger and drop to the floor, clutching his profusely bleeding head. "What's more important is that we find this dog's bitch and their little puppy," he continued, looking around the house for rooms and hiding places that they left untouched. His eyes landed on the coat closet and Yuu's heart sank.

The man inched towards the door and Miki's heart began pounding furiously. He turned the knob and Miki saw light flood into the room, and through the tiny gaps between the coats that she was hiding behind. She heard the soft pressing of the carpet as he made his way into the room. Then there was no movement, except for his breathing. Unexpectedly, he jabbed his hand through the coats on the far side of the rack. As his hand hit the wall, Miki had to summon all her courage to keep her from screaming. He kept repeating the action of jabbing his hand through the coats, his hand getting closer and closer to her with each repetition. This man, to her, seemed to like playing games as he took his time getting across the coat rack. Miki closed her eyes and held her breath, waiting for his hand to reach out and grab her any minute now…but it never came.

As the man was about to thrust his hand into the coats for the last time, he heard someone scream from the kitchen. His feet automatically led him out the closet door and towards the source of the noise.

Hearing his feet pad against the carpet and out of the door, Miki let out a sigh of relief and hugged herself tightly to stop herself from shivering. She proceeded to listen to the conversation between Hana, her savior, and the man shift from the kitchen to the living room.

"What are you doing to Kouzuki-san?! Who are you guys?!"

"Awww, isn't she a pretty little thing? Do you think we should include her in our collection of 'man-pleasers'?"

Miki could imagine Hana's eyes grow wide with shock and anger. Hana was very protective of herself and all the women around her. Calling her a 'man-pleaser' could have been the worst thing anyone could have done to set her off like a time bomb.

"Why you -!" Miki heard her exclaim, hoping that her young maid wouldn't do anything rash. But, as always, she heard the slap that the girl would give to any man that messed with her. The man shouted something in a language that she didn't understand and then she heard some sort of struggle. A minute later, she snapped her eyes shut as she heard a final scream from the girl, a gunshot and then, silence.

Yuu stared, wide-eyed at the horrified expression of a lifeless Hana sliding down the wall to rest on the floor. It was like watching Miyu die in front of him. Tears started to pour from his eyes and he shut them, trying to get the mental image of murder out of his head.

Just then, the third soldier came running up from the basement, a handheld transceiver in one hand, hurriedly giving some instructions to the other two in that same unfamiliar language. The other two nodded a few times and then proceeded to drag Yuu out of the house.

Miki didn't know how long she'd been in there. She'd stopped crying for Hana a long while ago. The closet door was still ajar but she was too afraid to check if they were gone. She watched silently as the light flowing into the room shifted in intensity, until it was dark. The whole house was devoid of any light and she focused her thoughts on her daughter. Miyu, please be okay. Please be safe. Don't come back here.

Just as she finished that thought, she thought that she imagined her daughter coming back, as if nothing happened. "Hello? Mama? Papa? It's me, Miyu. I'm home," Miki imagined her voice sounding louder and louder, like it was coming from the living room.

"Hello baby," she whispered back, a fresh set of tears flowing from her already bloodshot eyes.

"Hana-san? Are you there?"

"She's dead, darling. I'm so sorry," she sniffled into the tissue that she pulled out from the stock that she was still holding from the pantry earlier this afternoon.

Then there was a big crashing noise and Miki heard an "Ouch!" a while before there was light from the living room swamping into the closet. What am I thinking?! It's the real Miyu! She mentally scolded herself as she burst through the coats and ran out to see the girl staring at their housemaid in a state of trance. Willing herself to look away from the gruesome image, Miki switched off the lights and dragged her daughter into the closet and slamming the door shut into safety.

"A-and that's what happened," sobbed Miki into another tissue.

Silent throughout the whole story, Miyu accepted a tissue from her mother to wipe her own salty tears.

"And…and Papa?" she sniffled.

"I don't know, baby," wept her mother. As if realizing something, the woman's eyes widened. "Oh no."

"What is it mama?" Miyu asked, alarmed.

"We've got to get you out of here! Just now, the lights were on! What if one of those soldiers saw it?!"

As if on cue, they heard someone banging on the front door.

"Miyu, you've got to go back to where you were. I'll stall them. Use the back door!" her mother instructed, ushering her out of the closet and towards the kitchen as she went to take her stance in the living room.

"Mama-!"

"Go baby! I love you – we love you. Remember that and carry our love to where no one can touch it! STAY SAFE!"

"I love you too!" wept the young blond as she left the house and ran into the woods again, backpack slung over her shoulder, camera hanging from the strap around her neck and the stream of her golden-blonde hair tied into a messy ponytail. The sun had already set now as she pushed past the stronger branches, cuts and bruises forming on her hands, legs and face in her haste as she ran towards the 'Sanctuary' – her refuge for a long time to come.

There's no more coming back this way

The path is overgrown and strewn with thorns

They've torn the life-blood from your naked eyes

Cast aside to be forlorn...

Author's Note: Phew. I'm finally done with this chapter! *Rejoices*

To Chocoangel, who was the only one that reviewed the first chapter of this story: Thank you so so so so so much for supporting me in my 'quest' to write a fanfiction that doesn't involve the usual 'girl meets boy and they both fall in love' scenario! Haha, well, I guess you've found out that Kanata is not the antagonist here (sorry if that was a disappointment)

I hope I've updated soon enough (and to your liking?)

To other people that have read this story – I don't want to sound desperate, but please please please press the green button below and leave me a review. It doesn't have to be a review telling me how great my story is (because I know that it isn't). I appreciate criticisms and suggestions on how to improve my story. I'll need lots of feedback since I am trying a new genre out. So, pretty please?

Miyu: Shit Angelica! What the hell is this all about? Soldiers? An invasion? I want out of this story!

Angelica: Well, you can't.

Miyu: *dumbstruck* Wh-why not?

Kanata: Because, you signed the contract.

Miyu: What? OMG you don't mean…

Angelica: That's right, my dear Miyu. You signed THE CONTRACT

Miyu: The one that you said was my paycheck contract?

Angelica: Yeas. But it says here, in the bottom –

Kanata: in tiny print –

Angelica: Yea yea, whatever. So anyway, it says that you cannot get out of this story for whatsoever reason until the author writes you out or the story is over. And you, my dear, are one of the main characters. So I don't see you leaving anytime soon *smirks*

Miyu: You sneaky, cruel little b–

Angelica: Miyu! Language! People read this story!

Kanata: You see? This is why you read the contract fully before signing it.

Miyu: Kanata.

Kanata: Yes?

Miyu: Shut Up.

Kanata: *silence*

Miyu: As for you, Angelica. You will be sorry that you tricked me into this :

Angelica: Hahaha *turns to Kanata and whispers* She's joking, right?

Kanata: *Nods 'no' in silence*

Angelica: Oh…*Gulps*