Kitto was back at her house. She was in the kitchen and was sitting on top the counter. She had woken up at 4 a.m. in the morning. It was all because of that dream, the one where her mother killed that thief.
Kitto felt hate for the man whom tryed to harm her and steal from their house. She hugged her knees closer. Kitto didn't know why she felt so empty as her mind switched to her mother. How she loved her . . .
She had grown up with her mother since she was thirteen years old. The day her mother was killed in an accident she was sent off to a orphanage because her father refused to take her in. After two years of staying there, Kitto was adopted by a woman who'd she still cared less for.
The woman was abusive. She hated her. Kitto felt tears swell in her eyes as she bowed and shook her head. She rubbed her eyes, ridding the tears in the corner of her eyes.
Kitto took in a deep breath and held still, not moveing or beathing. After a few seconds she twitched, then swung her legs over the edge of the counter. She jumped off and shuffled back to her bedroom. She opened the door and flung herself down on the covers. A sob escaped Kitto's thorat. She clsoed her eyes and wished silently that she could forget everything. A new start.
Kitto was now outside of her house, moving around the garden and trying to get rid of that horrible smell of a dead creature. Glaring at the blood stained spot where the orange tabby had laid, Kitto sighed and turned her back on teh whole thing.
To her surprise she saw Ryuzaki ontop of her car's hood. She threw him a quizical look but he just stared at her with owlish eyes.
"Um- Ryuzaki how'd you . . . ?" Kitto asked, tilting her head slightly.
"I followed you," he answered automatically.
"Uh- . . . Ryuzaki you do know that's rude, right?" She pulled a black metal chair that was placed by a tree.
"Oh? Then I'm sorry." . . He didn't sound the least bit sorry. Kitto sat down in the chair and sighed.
"I was just trying to fix the garden," Kitto said and waved a dismissive hand at the mess that she called a 'garden'.
"Hmm. . ." Ryuzaki hummed.
". . . . What?" Kitto blinked.
"Oh- Nothing. Well, Kitto would you like to go out for a bite?" Ryuzaki said nibbling his thumbnail.
"Huh? Oh . . . well. I guess I do need a break . . . "
"Well then," Ryuzaki said and stood up, looking at her with expectant eyes.
Kitto stood and she followed him for at least a block. "Ryuzaki where are we eating at?" She asked.
"I thought we'd go out to the cafe that everyone seems to like," He said over his shoulder.
"Uh, okay then." Kitto looked around the street awkwardly.
