This story is pure fiction I do NOT own anything in Psycho Pass. All that's mine is my OC.
10 YEARS OLD
Her small fingers flipped through the pages without actually reading any of it. She reached the back cover, and just stared at it for a moment longer before looking back to the front. 'Holy Bible' she thought. She hadn't yet perfected her english, so she couldn't read any of it-english being the only copy they had. After a quick thought of admiration for her 'Onii-san' to be able to read the entire thing in less than a week, she thought about the 'Kami-sama' the whole book was about.
She didn't believe in any of it. The lord in the sky that loves all and protects all. The father to them all that had his own son die for their sins. She couldn't believe a word of it. She wanted to believe because her 'Onii-san' believed, but she found it impossible.
'If there was someone that loved us all, why doesn't he ever help Onii-san.' She thought bitterly.
Just yesterday her mother was telling Onii-san the reason she can't get another man to leach off of is because Onii-san weirds them all out. Of course, she wanted to hurt her mother after she said that, but she didn't want to make the same mistake she did to the man two years ago.
So, all in all, the point was that someone like this was impossible for Naoko to believe even in the slightest…
However, she still thought about the way he looked at the book, and gave a faint smile from time to time-and not the type he gave their mother. Naoko loved to see her 'Onii-san' smile, so she loved the book for being able to do just that. Of course-being the amazingly studious person he is-her 'Onii-san' had plenty of other books that he liked to read, but it was this one-along with a few Shakespeare-that seemed to catch his attention most…
She placed the books down onto her dresser-staring at it a little curiously-and crawled off her bed. She knelt beside her bed, and her hands held together in front of her with her elbows resting on the bed.
She decided to pray.
'Kami-sama...are you real? Because if you are, you're doing a bad job at being a god. You allowed Onii-san to be born into this dysfunctional household where no one but me cares about him at all. You also made Onii-san's Psycho Pass levels unreadable-do you understand how that makes him feel? You've given Onii-san-the person I care about most in the world-a horrible life without a second thought. It really makes no sense at all.
'The only good you have done is that you've allowed me to grow up with Onii-san by my side, but you're still not excused from the wrong you've done.
'I don't believe in you, I really don't, but since Onii-san does I'll try to.
'Onii-san told me that if I pray to you you'll hear them, right? These two things are all that I ask for:
'I want to stay by Onii-san's side forever. I don't care as what-a friend, sister, etc.. All I want is to be with him, and not be a nuisance. I want you to give me everything that I would need to give him anything and everything he wants.
'Also, I want Onii-san to be happy. I know he isn't in this horrible place, and I try my best to try and take some of his load off. I try and try to do everything he asks of me, but even I can tell there's something he really, really, wants. I don't know what it is, and I'm scared to say that I might not be able to give it to him. So, I want you to give whatever Onii-san wants most in the world to him.
'Onii-san is really the most wonderful person I've ever met. I just want to give him everything he wants. I want him to be safe and content. And I want to stay with her for all of eternity.
'So, Kami-sama, This is all that I'll pray for today. If I can think of anything else I'd want you to do for Onii-san I'll be sure to tell you right away… Even if I still don't believe in you.'
23 YEARS OLD
Her eyes opened slowly at first, but then with a silent snap as she realized her eyes found the side of her 'Aniue''s neck-how she knew it was his is a mystery of its own.
It took her a few seconds to remember just where they were. Her instincts relaxed as she lifted her head up to look at the apartment of some sort of...internet person thing. Naoko really couldn't care less about whatever in the world the person did for a living, or what kind of internet tools the media has been forming. All that she cared enough about was the fact that this was the place Shogo's current 'toy' wanted to go to.
Yet another one, another person to find herself loathing simply for catching her Aniue's attention for even a moment. The difference with this one though? Shogo was getting bored of him, and she knew it. She knew it and it made her chest feel a little less heavy. It made her feel just a little more relieved. Another person was soon to be ripped out of Shogo's life, leaving more room for her in it.
Guilt slowly grew in her as she realized she had fallen asleep on the account that she grew bored quickly of waiting for the 'toy' to take his time in killing their target-Naoko would have done it but the 'toy' insisted. She was already rather tired out by the unusually long 'intimacy' of her and her 'Aniue' last night-though the thought still made her happy.
She didn't know why, but for a while her 'Aniue' has been growing unusually clingy of her. She didn't know why, and she didn't ask why. She refused to ask why because it was not her place to ask about her 'Anuue's' motives. Besides, she wanted to just enjoy it for however long it lasted.
'Maybe he's just in heat." She dreamily thought as she felt herself getting lost in the loveliness of his scent.
Her attention worked on to the door that opened to reveal said 'toy'.
"Did you kill her?"
The quiet sound of the car and the soft-'soothing'-sound of Shogo occasional page flip were the only real sounds in the car, and Naoko absorbed it happily. She was a little upset that she sat next to him instead of on his lap-as usual-but her eyes happily lingered on the black window that separated them from the driver-leaving them alone.
She mentally sighed as she peeked a look at his relaxed face from the corner of her eyes. She knew the look too well. His eyes merely looking down into one of his favorite books with eyes that had no real weight on them. His hair lazily hanging over his eyes as his head tilted just a bit forward. His mouth lightly curled into a peaceful smile. And the gentle heaving of his chest as he took slow easy breaths.
She loved these moments-even if they were quick. Just when she's able to be the only one with him. When she's the only one that can look at him. She knew she belonged to him, but she still wanted to be possessive of him. She did not see him as 'hers', but she did wish to be the only one that belonged to him. She wanted desperately to be the only person he could need. She accepted a long time ago that she-sadly-isn't enough for him, but it was moments like these were she could delude herself into thinking otherwise.
'Aniue.' She happily thought.
"Nao," Her attention snapper immediately as she fully turned to face him, "can I ask you a question?" He closed his book, and placed it at his side as he smiled as her.
"Of course." 'I will listen and answer any and all of your questions.' She kept herself from speaking her thoughts simply because she felt those familiar butterflies at the thought of it.
His smile faintly grew as he moved in closer to her and put his arm around her shoulders. Her heart raced as he moved her head to rest on his shoulder, and placed his hand on top of her head-to lightly play with her black curls. She breathed in his scent, and nearly fell into another slumber at the comfort of his presence, but snapped back into reality with the sound of his voice. "What do you think of our little friend Masatake Midou?"
She kept her lips from making a small smile at his question. Not only was he asking for her opinion, but she could finally say what she had been thinking of the pathetic excuse of a toy since the moment she laid eyes on him.
She kept her body and tone at complete control and answered truthfully-with slight bitter. "He's another disappointment. He's an empty vessel that simply takes the form of whatever he so desires. He's an empty canvas that can paint himself into whatever he wants over and over. He fails your expectations, Aniue." 'That damn man is a waste of Aniue's time.' She thought with the utmost venom.
She felt the slight vibration from Shogo, and heard the quiet chuckles with her own ears-making her heart flutter even faster.
"So that's how you see it... I was suspecting the same thing. But, let's not snap so quickly and just play a bit more with him. After all, at least he's giving our other friends a little fun." He put enough enfaces in the word to let Naoko know he was speaking of the trash that were after her more precious Aniue.
It stung her just a bit to hear him defend him in the slightest after she gave her fullest opinion, but she bit back her protest and simply nodded slightly. "Understood."
'He doesn't deserve your approval, Aniue. He can't give you what you want most. He has no purpose to your life, so he should be exterminated for being a waste of time. You only deserve the absolute best. The ones that will do what you'll say in a heartbeat and not fail to fully satisfy. Lowlife like him should be removed. He's only weed, and he'll cause harm to the whole garden... I just want you to have everything you could possibly want, Aniue. He can't give you what you want, so why do let him remain even for the shortest time? Why won't you just cut him away? ... Like you will to me once you've grown tired?'
...She let the hurt she put on herself flood away, and simply allowed herself to enjoy the simple fact that she's allowed to have her precious 'Aniue' softly twirl her hair between his fingers as he continued to read yet another one of his books. She gave a small peek at what he was reading before finding herself yet again getting pulled into slumber.
'He's reading the Holy Bible again.' Was her last thought before her lids closed softly.
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