A/N:
Sakura: YO!
Adiru:...
Sakura: Adiru-chan, stop being all Emo...
Adiru: (shuns Sakura)...
Sakura: NOOOOOOO! I'VE BEEN SHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNDa!
On with the torture
Kisa opened her eyes with a start. She felt the cold tile of her bathroom floor on her soft cheek. She lifted her head up and remembered all of the previous night. The blood, the tears, the release of stress, it all came back to her. Kisa quickly got up off of the floor and walked into her mother's bedroom. The bed was made, as usual, and nothing seemed different from the previous morning, as if no one had come home.
Kisa then walked back to the bathroom and splashed cold water on her face and looked in the mirror. Staring back at her was a girl with messy golden locks. Her eyes were swollen red and she didn't smile. Something then hit her. Kisa looked down at her arms. There were red smears all over her arm, like a painting, and her arms were pale as a ghost's complexion. 'Did I do that?' Kisa asked herself, but then shrugged it off. She then washed the self inflicted artwork away and headed to her room to get dressed.
When she opened her closet, ready to take out her uniform, she realized it was Saturday. 'Good,' Kisa thought,' I won't have to deal with hiding these cuts until tomorrow.' Kisa then shook her head, as if she was trying to get out of a daze. 'Did I really just think that?' Kisa thought. Kisa then shrugged that question off too and grabbed clothing from her closet. She then put on the dark colored jeans and white t-shirt she picked out. She threw on a green sweatshirt that her mother bought her last month, though she had never gotten a chance to wear it in the past.
Kisa then went to get breakfast. She opened their fridge and saw only a few apples, some KoolAid, and a few bars of chocolate. The rest of the food either looked expired, or something Kisa's mother had tried to cook, but for some reason, were always burned. Kisa took out an apple and some red KoolAid. When she finished her breakfast, Kisa decided that it would be best to go get food from the store that day. Kisa then took a sticky note and a pen from out of a drawer and wrote a note:
To Mom:
I'm going to the store to get some food.
I'll be back soon.
-Kisa
Kisaput the note on the fridge, took her wallet, and walked to the shopping center down the street.
Kisa looked at her watch. It was already two in the afternoon. 'I should get home soon,' Kisa thought to herself. She then grabbed the last of what she needed and went to the register. She had bought a dozen assorted fruits, some rice, a gallon of milk, and a few other items. Since the complex also had a clothing store right nearby, Kisa had also gotten a new sweatshirt and a pair of shoes, with her own money of course.
When Kisa came out of the store, she went around the building to the back, because she lived behind the shops. As she was walking to her house, she saw a couple of older students, who Kisa suspected were of high school age. A couple of them also looked like they were closer to Kisa's own age. She slowly walked over to the group to see what they were doing.
The first thing she saw was an injecting tool, like the one Hatori used to give her a tetanus shot last year, but this one was different. It didn't look like it contained a medicine, but it did contain a yellowish liquid in the tool. The students were putting rubbing alcohol on their arms and injecting the needle into their skin. When they pulled the needle out, they wiped the needle down with the alcohol and passed it on to the next person. The tool, which the group called a syringe, was passed around the circle from person to person as Kisa remained in the shadows and watched.
Suddenly, a pair of icy green eyes locked ith Kisa's brown ones. "Who the fuck is this kid?" the boy asked another boy next to him. They both had short black hair and pale skin.
"How the hell should I know?"the other boy replied,"Hey Nanako, you know the brat?"
A girl with long, flipped black and red hair looked at the boys. "No," she replied coldly. She looked at Kisa, her black eyes piercing her skin," This is no place for a child. Go home,"Nanako replied.
Kisa stood in her spot, frozen as a statue, her face showing no expression. "Didn't you hear me?"Nanako asked," I said -" she slapped Kisa across the face-"Go Home!"
Kisa got up from the concrete. "I'm not a child."
"Fine. Here!"
Nanako threw the syringe at Kisa. She then pushed Kisa back to the concrete and kicked her side. She and the group then moved away, leaving Kisa alone in the street.
A/N:
Sakura: Oh. My. AKITO!
Adiru: I feel bad for Kisa... why do you do these things?
Sakura: I dunno... They just come to me...
Adiru: You're evil like a Weeble...
Sakura: (smiles) Whatever. The next chapter is gonna be great!
Adiru:... OH! I get it now! Red KoolAid! hahaha
Sakura: A friend of ours thought that red vinegar was KoolAid and drank it. It took him 20 minutes to realize!
Adiru: This story I'm starting to enjoy.
Sakura: Cool. Oh! And in this story, Kisa is about 14.
Syanara!
Adiru-chan + Sakura-chan