Chapter 7- Scars can heal with time if you let them

"Oji..." the woman was calling to me sweetly, "Oji it's me... Your..." the last word was fuzzy and I couldn't understand it. We were alone in a golden field. I looked at my little hands and realized I was 9 years old again. "Oji it's me... I'm here..." I started to run, "Mom! Mom!"

The woman turned to me and her face had features this time, she was beautiful. Her long light hair in the wind, her soft pale figure so close I could touch it. Her eyes, her cool grey eyes looked at me with emotions I couldn't recognize. They filled with tears and so did mine, "Mom! Mom!" she held her hand out to me and I kept running to take it! "Mom!" "Oji... My child..."

"mom... m-" I opened my eyes and saw my arm raised in the air reaching for her. I looked at myself, my shirt was off and I had a cool wet cloth on my forehead. I was also under white blankets when I recognized where I was, "What am I doing in the nurse's office?" "Oh you're awake," it was Kyoya typing on his laptop. "Eh what are you doing out of the host club?" "Well I never entertain unless it's required of me." "Then I'm sure you must have to entertain all the time, there are lots of beautiful important girls in there, not only that but you're incredibly good looking." it was quiet.

"How can you do that?" "Do what?" I asked. "See without your eyes?" I smiled, "You remember that? Well I guess now I can explain it. I see a person for who they are, not for what they look like." "I do as well, I see their back ground, status, who they are." "That's not what I mean Kyoya," I laughed, "Everyone is beautiful on the inside, it's their personalities that I can see, its the good in them that makes them shine through my eyes." "Then why can't you see it for yourself?"

"My dad walked out on my mother when he found out i was hoing to be born. So she hated me and blamed me for her boyfriend's disappearance. She was right, it was my fault and I was dubbed a monster." I sat up and the sheet rolled down to reveal my body covered in scars. "Then those scars..." Kyoya trailed off. "Yes, gifts from my mother. There are a total of 9, one for each of my birthdays." "Why 9?" "Because when I turned 9... I killed her."

Kyoya didn't adjust his glasses when they drooped down. He only kept his eyes locked with mine. "She couldn't stand me anymore and killed herself by stabbing herself in the chest... 9 times. I never touched her, but it was me who killed her all the same. I was put into an orphanage where i tried to not be a devil and read stories to all the younger kids and would give up his meals to stray cats. Even so, I couldn't escape from what I was."

A smirk rose on my face, "I always read stories of heroes who were kind to everyone and I tried to be like them. I still couldn't escape the fact it was me though. Eventually a business man with a bad public reputation adopted me and that's how I became the Oji you see today. Worst of all I've found myself ruining the host club. Ever since my mother died I've had problems physically because I keep trying to die. So now i can't overwork myself or else I could actually die, not that they let him know this."

Kyoya was wide eyed, I guess he's never heard something like this before. I continued, "Two years ago this happened and i heard a doctor explaining this to my dad. They tried not to tell me so i wouldnt use this as a last resort, but i already knew and today if it wasn't for you, Kyoya, I would have finally died and my mom would be able to rest in peace and I could stop causing trouble for all of you."

Kyoya set down his laptop and he came over to me and I think he was crying. He sat on the bed and wrapped his arms around me, "Shut up... You idiot. Youre right though, you're nothing but trouble! Oji stop trying to die if you wanna be less of a pest. If you die we'll all be upset... Especially me... Because... We're friends Oji. Friends! So don't leave any of us! I promise you the last thing your mom wants is for you to die!"

"Oji..." I head the woman, no I heard my mother. My eyes shut and I fell back with Kyoya clinging to me. "Mom..." I was back in the fields but I was 18 this time. "Oji..." "Mom!" this time I ran with all my might, she wouldn't escape me this time, she wouldnt disappear again, not this time. "Oji..." Tears came pouring out of my blue eyes as she held her arms out to me. "MOM!" I screamed jumping into her arms.