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-"Then I rather go back to the life we had before!" –Kouji

-That's what I hate the most, having to take money from my little brother to survive. –Kouichi

-If only that incident hadn't happened…I'd still have my brother back… -Takuya


Chapter 3: Everyone's Life (Part 2)

Takuya

-/Flashback/-

It was a snowy day that day; the ground was covered by white, pure snow. I was walking with my pals, my gang.

A drunken mum bumped into me, spilling wine all over me. I swore out loudly, pushing him to the ground. My shirt was ruined, wine stains all over it.

One of my pals started rolling his sleeves up, but I raised a hand to stop him. This was something I wanted to do with my own hands.

I pinned the man down, hitting him straight in the face. A few more punches and he had a broken nose. Blood stained the white snow around us, soaking in and turning black.

I heard my gang whistling and catcalling beside me. I stopped and stood up, my arms felt sore as I wiped a drop of blood-his blood-from my face. Satisfaction written on my face, I ordered my men to take him away.

As I did so, another of my pal came up to me, in his hands was a small boy.

"I caught this boy overlooking us, what should I do with him, boss?" he asked.

"Do I need to tell you what to do?" I laughed, loudly, but stopped suddenly when I saw the boy's face.

"Shinya!" I yelled, yanking him out of my pal's arms.

My brother struggled against me, horror in his eyes and hatred on his face. What did he see?

My hands fell loose as he broke free and ran away. None of my pals stopped him; they were too shocked by my reaction. I watch Shinya's back becoming smaller and smaller as he went far, a drop of blood dripping from my fingers into the snow, staining it red.

-/Flashback/-

From that day on, Shinya had avoided me at all cases. Mum and dad were too busy working to notice. I tried talking to him, but seeing him shiver at my presence made me swallow my words back.

I quitted the gang right after that, leaving everything behind me. They tried to talk me back into joining again, but remembering the image of Shinya's face made me run away from them.

Shinya and I have been through many stages, haven't we? At first I thought he was a troublesome little brother, just born to make my life suck. Then, it was after I came back from the digital world, when I realize just how important he was to me.

Now, I'm walking a road that hasn't got a U-turn.

I'm bad, and I know it. It's in my body, born to be bad. I just hope I still have a chance in my life, which I doubt will ever come.

Sorry, Shinya, for everything.

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Junpei

I was staring out the window. Kids outside were playing happily and I looked at them jealously, hoping I was with them now.

"Go away, you pig!"

"You're too fat and ugly to be with us!"

"My mum will scold me if she sees me with you."

I remembered what they said the last time I asked to join them, their voices could still be heard, echoing in my brain.

It isn't my fault that I'm fat. I wish I was slimmer too, but all the diet plans and exercises just don't seem to work. I walked over to the weight scales and stood on it, looking closely at the number showed.

71…75…73… the numbers showed 74kg.

I can't believe this! I've gone 12 kg fatter in a month! I ripped off my diet list from the wall and tore it into pieces before throwing it out of the window. It didn't work for me anyway.

"Junpei!" Mum was calling me from downstairs. "come down."

"Coming." What now?

I walked downstairs, not surprised to see my mum with another two women sitting in the living room. She was always having neighbors over anyway.

"Now here comes my son, Junpei." Mum beckoned for me to go near here. "As I was saying, he's so fat that that time we went skiing, he tripped and fell all the way down the hill. The people there said he was almost rolling down on his own stomach!" All three laughed in a very strange way.

I felt my face go hot. Does mum know what she is saying? I'm standing just beside her!

"Mum" I said in a sort of strangled way.

"And you won't believe just how much he eats every meal. He eats almost as much as his father already. He can barely walk a mile without panting and soaking his shirt!" They laughed again.

"Mum, can I leave?" I asked desperately. I couldn't stay here anymore.

"Sure, sure. And then he-" I didn't wait for her to finish, I was already rushing out the living room.

As I was walking up the stairs, I heard a voice I didn't recognize say, "Your son's so rude running away like that. He didn't even say hi to us! And that stomach, oh my god!"

Then another voice sounded up. "Yes, he really should use some spanking. Maybe that will make him lose some weight. How is it possible that you come out with a son as fat as that!" She must be talking to mum.

I stood frozen in my steps. Are they talking…about me?

I ran to my room, I could feel tears running down my face. Why was I crying? I didn't stop to think, all I did was hold on to my pillow and let all the sadness and frustration flow out along with my tears.

I've decided. I going to change my school, and start a new life there. One that is different from here.

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Izumi

Boxes are around me. We had just moved in a few days ago, and some of my furniture weren't here yet. We came to live with grandma, who lived alone in a large house.

Mum's in the toilet throwing up, morning sickness just occurred. My negative 6 months brother/sister sure is a bother.

I decided to go outside, and go visit a place that had too many memories in it. Grabbing my hat, I went out of the house and got on to grandma's old bike.

Things sure have changed here. I cycled pass a big house that was once a children playground. And there was a big oak tree here three years ago. I saw a train station near it but I kept on cycling. A train was never better than riding a bike.

I kept on cycling until I came to a big train station. I must have gone about 3 or 4 km since my legs were sore. On the top wrote "Jiyuugaoka Train station" I smiled. Coming here just reminds me of everything. God I miss it so much.

A small café caught my eye. It was just beside the train station, and it had a good view of the trains. It didn't look very fancy, nor did it look very attractive, but it just caught my eye.

Checking my pocket to see if I had money, I stopped my bike and walked towards the café, pushing open the door. Inside was quite empty, except for a table where the waiter was standing in front of, blocking me from seeing who was sitting there.

I chose a table that was as far as possible from the only unavailable table, hoping that it would be quieter. A waiter came up to me in an instant, holding a menu for me to see.

I was absorbed in the menu when suddenly a train passed by, making quite a large sound. I can understand why people don't come here now. Yet, the sound just sounded peaceful, not noisy at all.

I gave my orders to the waiter when I notice the table that was occupied just now was empty. The waiter was cleaning up the remains of what was left.

The view there was definitely the best in here. You could clearly see the trains passing by and a glimpse of the inside of the station. I found myself walking over, and sitting down on the chair. It felt warm, meaning that someone had sat on it before.

I could smell the coffee in the air. Coffee-as I remember-was Kouji's favorite drink.

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Kouji

My coffee was almost finished. I finished it in one gulp. I'd finished seeing the view here, and it was about time I went home. Father told me once again that he had something to tell me, probably about the school thing again.

"Waiter." I called for the waiter to pay the bill. This was usually where Kouichi worked part-time, but today he was not working.

"Here's the bill, Mr." I heard the door open behind him. I couldn't see who was coming in, but I was glad I was leaving-I wanted to drink coffee in silence, and another customer would not have helped in any way.

I paid the money and grabbed my things. A large sound was made as a train passed by. I didn't move, listening to the sound. I've always liked that sound, Kouichi does too, as he tells me.

Exiting the small café, I saw an old bicycle parked outside. What year was it now? I thought these kinds of bicycles didn't exist anymore. And it looked near to break down too. Well, it isn't my business anyway.

I started my journey on walking home when I suddenly looked up and saw a beautiful sunset. The whole sky was orange, and the sun could be seen directly even though it was still shinning brightly.

If I were still at the café, sitting right where I sat just now, I bet the view would be even much better.


Arthor Note: That was harsh for Takuya. Sorry if it wasn't so detailed. I still have a lot of homework to do on the life as a Yazuka (means gangster in japanese). And it was fun to write Kouji and Izumi, at the same place but missed each other.
School will start in the next chapter, and of course things will happen.
Hope you all liked this chapter. Thank you for reading it!