I'm so sorry this wasn't up earlier! On Wednesday my crappy, frustrating computer wouldn't let me log in, and Thursday there was a black out! . Well, I hope you like it and that the wait was worth it! ;)

"Run faster!" her father shouted.

Kimiko desperately tried to run faster as the treadmill beneath her feet rapidly sped up. "I... can't!" she panted.

It was ten thirty at night and her father was making her train. She had been training since four. Toshio had left at six, unknowing that Kimiko was going to work out longer. Her father had forced her to keep going, saying she hadn't worked hard enough. He refused to let her have a break, even for dinner. Kimiko's stomach grumbled, reminding her of just how hungry she was.

"Come on! Faster! You're practically walking!"

Kimiko stumbled as the treadmill went even faster. She was sprinting as hard as she could, yet she was gradually drifting towards the end of the treadmill. She reached out for the handle bars. Her father swatted her hands away and cranked it up more. Kimiko tripped and was swept off the treadmill. She hit the wall behind her with a smack, landing on her head and back. She leaned against the wall for a second before she sank to the floor. She blinked several times, trying to see correctly. The room spun and she felt nauseous. "Ooohhhh..." she moaned, rubbing the back of her head.

"Get up!"

"What?" Kimiko asked, confused and a bit out of it.

"Get up right now!"

Kimiko attempted to stand, but collapsed to the ground. Whether it was from exhaustion, dizziness, malnourishment, or a combination of all three, she didn't know. All she knew is that she couldn't get up.

"Don't just sit there! Get up!"

"I can't." Kimiko said quietly.

"That's all I've been hearing from you! 'I can't.' You're worthless and pathetic! You need to train harder to be good enough! Do you think you can be the wife of the head of the Haninozuka family like that? He'll never love you!"

The last sentence echoed through Kimiko's mind over and over. Every word he said felt like someone stabbing her heart. "He'll never love me..." she whispered to herself. Angry and hurt, tears brimmed in her eyes. She turned to her father, glaring at him with watery eyes. "Why does that matter? Why do my martial arts skills have anything to do with him loving me? Did you ever think that maybe someone could love someone for who they are, or are you just that shallow? And why do you think I even care if he loves me or not?"

He gasped, surprised at her outburst. His shock quickly changed to anger. "Lose the attitude, young lady!"

"I don't have to listen to you!"

"Yes you do."

"Why?"

"Because I'm your father!"

"You're no father! A real dad wouldn't do this to his own daughter!" All the anger Kimiko had been holding was spilling out. Her anger powered her, willing her to stand, using the wall as support. "I hate you." she spat, wobbling slightly. "You make me wish I was never born." She stared intensely at him and he stared back, wide-eyed and speechless. Kimiko sniffed, wiping at the tears that were threatening to fall. She didn't want him to think she was weak. "I doubt you even care that I hate you! You never loved me! Not once did you tell me you loved me! Never! Mom always did, but now she's gone and it's all your fault! You took her away from me! You made her leave me!" She felt hot tears start to slide down her cheeks. She turned and hobbled as quickly as she could out of the room, down the hall and into her bedroom, locking the door behind her.

Kimiko quickly grabbed a bag and started stuffing things into it. "I have to leave. I have to get out of here."

Her father started pounding on her door. "Unlock the door!"

"No!" She frantically packed faster, shoving a few more things into the backpack, including her stuffed pink bunny, Mo-chan.

"You better open it. Don't make me come in there."

Kimiko swung the backpack over her shoulder. She slipped through her window and ran. She winced, trying to ignore the pain in her back and her throbbing headache.

Kimiko stopped after ten minutes, when she was sure she was safe. She looked around and realized she hadn't thought of where she was going to go. She sat on the ground and clutched her knees to her chest, crying loudly. Every time she sobbed her whole body shuddered. She cried so hard she could barely breathe. She was alone. All alone. Sitting there by herself, feeling miserable, oddly reminded her of a distant memory. She concentrated and tried to clear the foggy memory. Suddenly it all came back to her.

It had happened over ten years ago. She had been all alone and crying, and he had showed up.

"Kimi-chan what's wrong?"

Kimiko looked up at Honey, her eyes bloodshot from crying. She looked down and sniffled. "My mommy... She's..." Kimiko couldn't say it. She couldn't say the word.

"What? What happened?"

"She's... Gone..." She couldn't make herself say it. She was still in denial. Finally, she took a deep breath and stuttered. "She's d-dead." Kimiko began to sob uncontrollably.

Honey sat beside her and hugged her close to him. "I'm sorry." He whispered, his own eyes getting wet with tears.

"She jumped off a building..." Kimiko whispered. She turned and looked at Honey. "Why did she do that, Honey? Why did she leave me?"

"I don't know..."

"Did she not love me? Was I not good enough?"

"No, don't say that, Kimi-chan. I know she loved you."

"Honey?"

"Yes?"

"Can you promise me something?"

"What?"

"Promise you'll never leave me."

"I won't Kimi-chan. I promise. I'll always be there for you."

Kimiko had known that it was a selfish thing to ask, but she had needed someone to be there for her, someone she could rely on. Kimiko was incredibly grateful she had Honey. It was a difficult promise to keep, yet Honey had promised anyways.

Kimiko cried even more as she remembered the bitter sweet memory. "Honey..." she murmured. She needed him. She wanted him to hold her and comfort her, and to reassure her that everything was going to be all right.

She stood up, wobbling slightly. She felt sprinkles of rain on her face and glanced up at the dark, cloudy sky. She took a few steps, lost her footing, and lurched forward onto her hands and knees. A choking sound escaped her lips as she gasped. She sobbed again, pitying herself. Somehow, she got back up and limped away, not knowing exactly where her feet were taking her.

Poor Kimiko :(… Where do you think she'll end up? /:) hhmmm?

Kimiko's bunny is named Mo-chan because it's pink and in Japanese pink is momoiro (or pinku but momoiri made a better name).

Oh and I have an idea where I could put a little twincest! :D

I think that's it so…. Please review! :P