The photos fluttered to the ground. Hana's hands were shaking, her sudden realization scared teh shit out of her. Kiba noticed this, and ran to the nearest phone. "I'll call the cops!" He grabbed the handset. "I mean, this is serious." A rush of wind was the only warning he had to the sudden impact that sent him flying from the phone.
"No!" Hana hung the phone up. "We can't call the cops!"
He got up and dusted himself off. "What the hell is wrong with you? Nash just got the shit beat out of him, he needs mediacal care, and you DON'T want to call the cops?" He narrowed his eyes. "But why?"
Hana sighed. She would have to get perilously close to the truth. "I know who did this. We call the cops, he comes back and Nash is dead." She crossed her arms and tapped her foot. "But i don't know why he would attack Nash."
"Wait. You know who did this? Then let's go get him! I'm sure Akamaru can get a scent, and then we ca-"
"No. Kiba, go home, i'll deal with this by myself." Her voice was stern.
"Fuck no! You'll have a better chance with us by your side!" He scooped Akamaru out of his jacket. "It'll be three on one!"
"I'm serious, Kiba. I can do this by myself. Give me a knife." Kiba didn;t respond. "Kiba, as your clan leader, that's an order." He still didn't move.
"But Hana, i can go with you.."
Smack Kiba fell over with a thump. "Goddamnit! I can't let you come with me! You have no clue who it is we're dealing with!"
Kiba jumped up and got in her face. "Yeah! But and you act like you do!"
" Act?! I fucking know this guy to the point where i know what he eats everyday for fucking breakfast!" She pointed at Nash. "Kiba, look what happened to Nash! Do you want that to happen to you?" He shook his head no. "Then give me a knife and let me finish what i started! o-" She covered her mouth.
"What was that? What You started?" Hana, what aren't you telling me?" He walked over to her.
"Nothing, that was nothing." Her voice betrayed her."Just forget it." She tried to walk around him, but he blocked her path.
"Why can't you tell me?" Kiba's voice was filled with concern. "And don't tell me to forget, now i think there is some kind of conspiracy goi-" She flinched at the word 'conspiracy'. "Hana?..." Then the lights went out, and Kiba found himself in a sea of black. Hana found herself wishing for amnesia to kick in, she really hoped she wouldn't end up repeating history.
His head throbbed, not just from the fact that his own sister beat him over the head, but also because of one simple question nagging him, Why? What on earth could his own sister be hiding from him? A warm bowl of chicken noodle soup from his mother lay on his lap. Out of frustration he chucked it at the wall. Kiba clutched at his head, the pain was unbearable, she really did a number on him.
All the pain disappeared when he heard something he was waiting for. The front door opening. Kiba struggled out of bead and slowly marched to the front. When he saw his sister he planted himself firmly in front of her."Hana, what the fuck is wrong with you?! What made you decide to pull that shit back there?"
"Kiba, i swear to God if you don't get out of my way right now..."
"What? You'll beat me over the head? Oh wait, you already did!" When he examined her closely, he noticed some bruises. "I told you I should of come along! You got your ass handed to you!" Kiba turned away from her. "Some clan leader you are, getting beat by some punk. Dad was right." When he said that, something deep inside of Hana snapped.
"Oh no you don't you ungrateful little shit!" Hana grabbed Kiba by the shoulders and spun him around. Her hand grasped his collar. "Dad isn't here, I'm the leader, get over it! I earned my spot. I worked for years, and i'll be damned if i'm still going to be outclassed by that self-centered little shit excuse for an heir!" Hana threw Kiba to the ground. "If you don't like me being the leader, then i suggest that you leave. But in the meantime, don't expect any favors." She emphasized her final words by storming off, knocking over a vase as she went. Kiba stood up, shocked, his sister had never acted like that before.
"Oh Hana!" He called after her. She stopped and clenched her fists. "Just who were you talking about?" She tensed up, Her reaction satisfying him. "Because i couldn't have been the heir." She turned around, hoping he couldn't put two and two together. "Which means... it means..." He pondered, he hadn't planned his response to this point. "It means that there had to be someone else in contention..." His brain stalled, refusing to accept the obvious conclusion. It couldn't be true! Kiba clutched his head and staggered back. "That, that means.."
"Kiba! Let's not jump to conclusions, I mean, I was angry, I probably said a lot of things I didn't mean." Hana walked towards him. "I'm sorry, let's just forget about it." She cursed herself under her breath. She didn't think she would have to do this for at least a few more years.