Chapter 4: Nothing Can Fly, With These Broken Wings
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"Youko," the whining tone of the usually enthusiastic teacher echoed throughout the empty and closed bar owned by Sagisawa Youko. Placing down her empty glass she let out a hic, "When are you going to hire another band? The youth always have such interesting sounds."
Youko rolled her eyes as she took the glass from the table, placing them with all the other dirty ones, "I don't know Midori. You'll just have to wait."
Midori hicked once more, her head coming into contact with the table, "I dun wanna!" her speech began to slur, "I want a-" and with that the girl was knocked cold.
With a sigh Youko finished cleaning up things before placing the '17' year old teacher onto her back, "I swear, one day I should ban you from drinking here Midori..."
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Mai yawned, it was 12 A.M midnight; and she was tired. Already in her pajamas, she reached under her shirt and scratched a bit of flesh. Yawning again she walked into her and Mikoto's room, falling face first onto her mattress.
"Mm..." she groaned, rubbing her face against her pillow, "So tired..." It was true, she finished her homework then started writing out lyrics. It was a difficult task, and Mikoto bothered her only every 10 minutes, so that helped a lot. Groaning once more, she got up to turn off the lights, then lay back down onto her oh so comfortable bed.
"G'night Mikoto-chan..." she muttered groggily, her eyes closed for the final time that night. Within the matter of 10 minutes, a lump of warmth landed on top of her chest, petite arms wrapping around her waist.
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Nao sat on the edge of her balcony, apartment five floors above the ground. Letting out a sigh she placed Juliet onto the side and placed her knees close to her chest. It was one of those nights when she didn't feel like hunting for men. Yes, one of those very rare nights.
The truth was, she was wondering about how serious Natsuki was earlier that day. Natsuki had done many things for her in the past, Nao having kept secrets for Natsuki in return. Narrowing her eyes at nothingness, she wondered whether her friendship with Natsuki was something built from negotiations, or in fact true.
"She's a pain in the ass..." she muttered to herself. The mysterious and beautiful older woman left questions stirring within Nao's mind. In truth she rather enjoyed the woman's company, that is whenever it was available. Natsuki was usually on one of her 'missions'.
Scoffing at her thoughts she let herself down from the balcony's edge entering her house only catching a glimpse of a passing by motorcycle.
Natsuki's motorcycle.
But she ignored it.
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Shizuru was out on one of her walks again. A habit she started only several years ago. It was pretty late so no one really saw her. She was wearing simply silk pajamas underneath a comfortable robe. Her eyes would wander the streets as she traveled.
Traveled in search for her.
"Ara," she muttered to herself spotting a beautiful looking motorcycle with an even more beautiful looking rider on top staring at the stars, "Such luck..."
Approaching the younger girl, Shizuru decided to surprise her by placing her two hands on top of her shoulders. She wondered whether Natsuki ever spotted Shizuru on her evening walks.
"Boo," was the simple word that emitted from the crimson eyed girl. She surprisingly shook as she saw wetness forming in the surprised eyes of Natsuki as she turned around.
"N-Natsuki?" Shizuru muttered, taken aback by the sniffling of the young girl.
"I got something in my eye," Natsuki muttered wiping her tear stained eyes, "What is it that you want Shizuru?"
Shizuru's lips curled into a small smile, stretching out her arms she embraced the young girl. Natsuki turning slightly red started to struggle within the crimson eyed girl's strength. Releasing her from her grip Shizuru stroked the younger girl's hair and simply turned away and began to walk.
"Remember I'm always watching over you Natsuki," Shizuru muttered, her eyes reaching hers once more.
Natsuki averted her eyes away, "Don't come too close. You're a good friend Shizuru but...I have no concern of making close friends." She placed on her helmet, tears forming in her eyes again. Hopping onto her motorcycle she whisked away into the night.
Shizuru stared at the dirt track left behind, "I don't want to be a close friend..." she muttered in a tone not usually used by herself, "If a good friend is what I need to be then...No...Natsuki. Don't run away from me." Turning back she walked towards her house; her evening walk had ended.
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The night seemed eventful at this perspective. one person could be sleeping in bed thinking, 'Tomorrow's just another day of living', while another one could still be awake thinking about their problems. Or in some cases, taking care of them.
"Yukino!" the blonde screamed, her violet eyes fierce yet soft. The door was wide open and yukino was lying on her bed finishing up some homework. The small girl turned to the older girl with eyes filled with innocence, and tiredness. Underneath these many sheets and textbooks, were paper filled with song ideas. Of course, it wasn't visible at all.
"Haruka-chan?" Yukino mumbled, her eyes traveled towards the clock, it had been 12:30 a.m. She was lying there for about three hours now. Only now had Haruka shown up.
"Yukino! You cannot believe what had happened today! And I wonder, where were you anyways?" Haruka asked, settling herself on top of her bed, "After that first assignment I tried talking to you, but you weren't there. Had you been here this whole time?"
Yukino nodded, "I have a lot of work to do...And you didn't really seem to need my help anyways." By this time haruka had been within the bathroom changing into her appropriate attire. Her head popped from a slightly open door.
"Yukino," she called out, the mousy girl turning her head once more, "Don't go thinking that you're useless now, even with all the hard work and enthusiasm i put into my word, I am not perfect. I need you Yukino."
"It's work Haruka-chan," Yukino corrected as if on instinct, "And thanks...I appreciate that." She knew she was blushing so she turned back to her work.
Haruka's expression softened, and so did her tone of voice, "It's only true."
"What did you say Haruka-chan?" the smaller girl called out turning to the older one.
Haruka turned slightly pink and placed her head back within the bathroom, "Anyways," she called out in a long voice. This started a series of ranting about her day and the bubuzuke woman. Yukino smiled and rested her head on a textbook while she correcting Haruka, waiting for her energy to run out.
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Natsuki faced the calm sea as her hair blew through the wind. It was slightly chilly, but she didn't care because all she could think about was her.
She was a strong and kind woman, Natsuki knew this because she had known her mother until she disappeared when Natsuki was 10. But all the memories remained, after all 7 years wasn't too much right? She could still see her mother, with her kind eyes concealed behind glasses, hair as blue as her own. Natsuki loved her mother a lot, and over the past years have done many things to find her, or avoid those who looked for her. The only reason natsuki took up the guitar was because her mother was a brilliant artist herself. With a voice angelic, fingers versatile as well; she played the piano and the guitar and bass. her lyrics being both meaningful and catchy.
Lately she had been receiving information on companies using the exact same lyrics she heard in lullabies and she wanted to badly to kill the bastards who dared to take them. Making money off of something her mother created, getting richer while she, the daughter; alone and searching has to do certain things in order to obtain money.
She told no one but Nao (a situation forced her into it) about her secret life. It was filled with searching, missions, and an annoying empty feeling. That never seemed to heal.
"Mother..." she whispered into the wind holding a locket in her hands. She kept it close to herself but made sure no one saw it. A picture of herself, her mother and their old pet dog Duran. She hadn't smiled like that in a long time.
I can't believe you're alive...
Getting up the girl hopped atop of her motorcycle and rode all the way back to her home.
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"Damn it," the girl cursed as she kicked the knocked out guy once more out of anger. She grabbed the cash he had and shoved it into her pocket throwing him into a garbage bin.
Shoving her hands into her pockets she wandered the empty streets cursing to herself.
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"My friends told me about you," the man said, his smirk wideneing by every word, "You're the bitch who stole from them."
Nao didn't respond, she was glaring at the man and said nothing just to piss him off. Although in her mind she was slightly afraid.
"Not speaking eh? Then how about we play with you for a while?"
Nao's eyes widened with anger, "When hell freezes over!" she screamed struggling, trying to aim her foot towards his special area.
His smirk remained, "What a weak girl, I can't believe-"
Nao dropped to the cold ground and shivered remembering the man's cold yet sweaty hands. Glancing over to the man she froze to see him knocked out. 'Shit what if someone else wants to rape me?' Finding the courage she looked up to see Natsuki.
"Kuga?" Nao muttered, "Wait that outfit, you're that girl who was speaking to Yamada...You digging up dirt as well?"
Natsuki didn't answer, but simply put on her helmet and drove away leaving Nao to sulk.
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"I hate having to owe people," she muttered to herself, "Especially that Natsuki...Always being so secretive and acting tough."
"Looky here."
Nao's eyes widened and she turned around and punched the man in the face, "Shit not again."
"Wow missy, you've got quite the punch," he responded, his composure not weakened, not even by the slightest. "You look quite young," his finger slid up t her chin, she cursed and tried kicking him, but he caught it and pinned her onto the ground.
"Shit," she muttered, the guy now sitting on top of her.
And he was knocked over. A scene she had relived over 5 times by now.
"Natsuki?" she whispered into nothingness, "Damn you, go away, I can help my..."
Natsuki craddled the younger girl in her arms and began placed her on her motorcycle. She was heading home anyways, so she brought the unconscious Nao along.
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A/N: Theres another chapter. I hope it was enjoyable. :) Review if you wish.