YAY!!! Chapter 44444444444 !!! Everybody clap your hands XD lmao! anywayz hope its good lmao.
(i just notice i always say that. I akllways say "Hope its good" or "Hope u like it" maybe i should stop doing that :l
She searched in her pockets for money as the figure approached her from behind, reached its arm out and grabbed her.
"Oh sorry, am I in your way?" she asked still searching through her pockets paying little attention to the hands on her arms. "You can just go in front of me."
"Really." sighed the voice as it let go of her arms. "Someone could kidnap you and you'd probably think they were taking you out for ice cream."
Wait a second. She'd heard that voice before, and sure enough, as she turned around, she saw Yuki standing behind her calmly.
For a second they just stood there in silence staring at each other until, " For a kid your age, you sure do run fast," said Kyoko.
"Ha," smirked Yuki. "I was only jogging. You run pretty slow."
"WHATS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?," asked Kyoko as her demons flew toward Yuki.
"Humph, Interesting," said Yuki unafraid, not even flinching. He grabbed one of her demons in his bear hands and stared at it intently as it stared back. As he stared at the demon with his emotionless, calculating eyes, it began to squirm and try to get away. "What's it doing?" he asked his eyes not leaving the squirming demon once.
"I.. I don't know. I've never seen one act like that before… WAIT! You can see it?" she asked surprised.
"Of course. It's in my hand… y?" he asked.
"Well, I don't know. There's only one person who'd been able to see them before, and he was kind of…" she trailed off as she remembered her times with Shieno. "A creep. Everyone else just …. I dunno….feels it."
" interesting.." he trailed off as the demons gave out a loud shriek before sizzling in his hand and sweating really hard, before it vaporized. "Does it always do that?" he asked as he wiped his hands on his jeans.
"NO. They've never done that before! Well of course they do that when Tsuruga-kun smiles, but that's only when its his really bright melting smile, but they've never done it quit like that." she replied amazed.
"I see," said Yuki uninterestedly. "Well then .." he said as he walked up to the ticket salesman as if he owned the carnival and asked for 2 tickets. After he entered the carnival he stopped and turned around and said, "well..? Aren't you coming?"
"Uh.. Yeah," muttered Kyoko as she followed him in. As they started to walk around Yuki asked the strangest question Kyoko had ever heard coming from a boy of his age.
"So… what do you do here?" he murmured looking in a different direction and Kyoko could have sworn she saw a bit of pink on his checks. And although he tried to hide it, Kyoko could tell he embarrassed.
"Have you… Have you never been to a carnival before?" she asked.
"Of.. Of course I have!" he said defensively as Kyoko gave him a questioning look.
"Well Maybe … kind of… I COULD'VE IF I WANTED TO!"
"Oh.. Y not?" she asked as she spotted one of her favorite games. Catch the fish. "oo!! Common!" she grinned happily as she dragged Yuki to the game, her question long forgotten. "Have you ever played this before?"
" No.." whispered Yuki quietly avoiding Kyoko's eyes.
Kyoko smiled. He was cute. Of course he tried to act mature and seemed like he didn't care, but something told her he was exactly the opposite deep down.
"Well i'll teach you,' she smiled as she paid the lady behind the stall. "See. First you take paddle and you scoop it up like this, trying to catch a fish," she explained as she showed him. It took her nearly 10 minutes to get one fish, while Yuki watch in fascination, although he tried to hide it. "Here you try!" she grinned as she held up her fish proudly and gave Yuki then paddle.
It took Yuki only a few seconds to catch his first fish, and only a minute and a half to catch six more. By then, the lady at the table was beginning to get a bit angry and tried to shoo Yuki away, but failed when Yuki flashed her an intense glare, witch sent her back into a corner with a frightened expression.
"I know! Yuki why don't we go play another game! You're way to good at this one,and while were at it we can go on some rides." she smiled as she pulled him away from the table and heard the lady sigh with relief as the left.
After that they played some other game and rode some rides. They played the ring toss, been bag toss, miniature golf, the dart game, rode the teacup ride, the helicopter ride, the bumper cars, the sky screamer and played Yuki's favorite game, the basket ball toss. Kyoko sucked at al the games and threw up on most of the rides while Yuki did amazing at all the games and wanted to ride each ride at least 5 more times.
When Yuki made his way back to the basketball toss the man at the table glared at him because he remembered Yuki winning all the time and almost running them out of busniss, Kyoko tried her best to drag Yuki away from it.
" But.. I..," whined Yuki as he got dragged away by Kyoko, but stopped when he realized he was whining. "I supposed you right." he said in a dignified voice as he straightened himself up, causing Kyoko to laugh.
"What's so funny!?" asked a rather crossed Yuki.
"ahaha… its nothing," laughed Kyoko.
Yuki raised his eyebrows and let out a angry grunt.
"It's only…Well I guess it's a little funny how hard you try to act like an adult." Kyoko laughed. "But you know, you don't have to when your around me." she finished, and she meant every word she said. Behind Yuki's cold façade there was something more. There was a little boy, scared and lost, and she wanted with all her heart to be there for him. She was having so much fun with him so far and she never wanted it to end. She wanted to show him thing that he had obviously not been able to see, do things with him that he had obviously not been able to do and most of all she wanted to be there for him. She felt like she knew him and she had never wanted to protect anyone this much in her life. It was an odd feeling but strangely… comforting.
Something in the tone of her voice made Yuki mad. He didn't no what it was but he didn't like it. It was a feeling that he'd never felt before… foreign .. Unknown… and he didn't like it! It was on the border of pity and another emotion he didn't quite understand.
"I don't need your pity!" he growled ejecting venom into ever syllable.
Kyoko was a little taken back. "That's not.. That's not what I meant," she said quickly.
"O yeah! that's not what you meant huh? Save it. I've heard it all before. Are you trying to say you don't feel sorry for me? Are you trying to say you don't want to "help" me? Well save it! I've already had to many people try to "help" me so far." Even as the word left Yuki's mouth he knew they were all wrong. That wasn't the reason he was mad. He knew deep down, that the reason he was actually mad, was because his father hadn't used that voice on him for a long time. He didn't particularly care that his mother hadn't but his dad…
Flashback
"Mr. Kiwa! Yuki is an exceptionally bright student! It amazing me! He's only 8 and he's already doing high school work!" said one of Yuki's many tutors as Yuki smiled widely his face raidiating with pride.
"I see. You may leave now." said Yuki's father ad the tutor exited the room.
"Did you hear that father!" yelled a enthusiastic Yuki.
"Hear what?" came Mr. Yuki's cold voice. "Where you asking me if I heard that my child, a Kiwa, At the age of 8, is only learning high school level academics and not collage? " he asked. "If that was what you were asking, then yes. I heard."
Yuki's happy grinned drastically turned into a emotionless smile. "Sorry father." he said in his business like tone. "I'm falling behind in my studies and I'll try harder."
End of flash back
It wasn't always like that. Deep down he knew his father was a good man. There was a time, when he was very little, when his dad didn't care about grades, about being the best. There was a time, when his dad only cared about him. Him… and that sorry excuse he called a wife. But those were the good times. The times when his father hadn't been able to see through that women's mask. The times when he thought she was kind and loving. But those times were over and they were never coming back.
"THAT'S NOT WHAT I MENT!" yelled Kyoko earning stares from the people around here as she smiled sheepishly towards them then turned her attention back to Yuki. "That's not what I meant and you no it. I don't want to help you. You don't need help. But I do want to be there for you. After all you are my brother." she said sternly not noticing what she had said.
Yuki stared at her, his mouth wide open. It was weird. It was the first time she had called him her brother. And as soon as the word left her mouth he believed them. He believed, now more than ever, that he was in fact her brother. And knowing that made him feel safe, loved, happy and a bunch of other emotions he had never felt before.
Realizing what she had just said Kyoko tried to change her words. "I mean, After all that's what you claim right. I mean … you know .. I wanna be there for even if you arent my brother." But it was to late, she knew as well as he did that she had called him her brother.
And although that made him feel happy, it made her feel horrible. She had just admitted that everything he had said was true. That her mother had left her while pregnant, that her father was alive, that she had a family she hadn't known about, and that she had a family that probably didn't want her.
But if they didn't want her, the only question that was left now was:
Why did Yuki and Fujioka came all the way to Tokyo to tell her about this, and what did they want from her?
This stories pissing me off nothing turns out the way i want it!! grrrr!!!!GOD!! maybe this is just PMS on my part (yeah its that time of month) but really im getting a little mad. And hungry. Anywayz hope its good, (even though i no it isent). Bur I hope you like it. (even though i no u wont)
