A/N: I am sooooooo extremely sorry for taking so long to update D: Its just this chapter was really hard for me to write and I am still not completely happy with it to be honest. Plus I had finals this week so that kinda sucked. If you are still reading this thank you so much and I love you. I am so sorry for the excuses. Please forgive me and I hope this chapter isn't too weird. I am not very confident about it. Sorry for rambling. Please enjoy.
Age 10
It was a rare sight to see Victoria sitting at the dining room table, quietly eating with the rest of her small family. Lately she either ate dinner with Kyoya or ate in her room but for some reason her father had requested that she attend dinner that night in particular. She sat there slowly eating her chicken, as opposed to her gorging herself on the delicious flesh, and tried to ignore how awkward it was with none of the Hoseki's speaking.
Her father finally broke the silence. "You are probably wondering why I requested your presence tonight, right Victoria?"
"Yes," Victoria said quietly while she stared at her food. She preferred to wait as long as possible to start a fight with her father.
"I have been doing a lot of thinking about your education, or lack of, lately. I think that we should take your education to an all girls academy-"
"What! No-"
"Don't cut me off. I believe you could become unique and talented at this school unlike that damn private school the Ootori boy attends. Not to mention I would much rather keep you away from boys in general. Soon they will begin attempting to touch you and though I am sure you will ward them off in the most unladylike way possible I would prefer if it never happened. It looks bad for me."
Typical. The selfish old man was only concerned about the way her behavior made him look, not how she felt about it. Since her mother had passed away her father did everything to try and protect his image. He saw her as a tool used for gaining instead of child that needed love and care. As much as Victoria wanted to scream at the cold hearted ass she knew the best way for her to win, and not be separated from Kyoya, was to play along.
"Fine," said as she tried to hide the annoyed twitch of her eyebrows. "When do I transfer?"
"This will be your last week." And that was it. He didn't explain the school or even tell her the name. They finished their dinner in silence and went their separate ways.
Victoria decided that she needed to begin formulating her plan if she was going to avoid the horrid school so she went to do some research. One of her lessons when she had still been homeschooled had been how to properly do research. Since she didn't even know what school she was going to she figured she ought to find that out.
She tried to think of other ways to find out, she truly did, but the only way was to snoop in her father's office. She had been in there once before and it terrified her. She had absolutely no urge to go in there, but her future with Kyoya depended on it, so she sucked it up and planned a voyage to his room.
Her father, while unpredictable in many aspects, kept a firm schedule that rarely varied and that schedule included going to sleep at 11, one hour after her bedtime. To Victoria's chagrin she shared the her old man's schedule habit. She went to sleep at 10:00 and woke up at 7:00 without fail. She had never actually stayed up past 10:00 so she figured she would just wake up at the same time and be really tired. The way other people complained about being tired was a little worrying though. Lack of brain function would be a problem that she would have to endure.
When it finally reached 11:15 Victoria made the long trek from her room to her father's office. She was fairly certain the length of the trip was doubled because she had to tiptoe the whole way. She finally got to his office and picked the lock, like she had done to Kyoya's fathers years before.
She was a little disappointed with his office. Her mind had made it seem more frightening when she was little and now that she was in there she realized it was just a regular office. It was extravagant due to how much money the Hoseki's possessed but it was still just an office. She went over to his huge wooden desk, flashlight in hand, and started going through his papers. There was nothing about her new school, so she went to the bookshelves. Nothing. The huge file cabinets, where she probably should have started. Nothing! She would have thrown something if she wasn't so concerned with not being caught. Then she saw it. There was another door leading out of the large room. This door strangely wasn't locked so she went on in.
The room was a laboratory. It had weird liquids in weird bottles and strange parts everywhere. Was her dad an evil scientist or something? She was a 10 year old girl that could speak 3 languages and even she considered it abnormal. But she had to admit it was interesting, and it peeked her curiosity enough for her to shuffle through all of his
There was a box thing that seemed to use some kind of shrink technology and it looked like he was in the process of creating some kind of portal thing. She thought stuff like this wasn't even possible but it all looked convincing enough. The creepy part was the stuff that seemed to be dealing with genetics. He seemed to be trying to figure out how to create the perfect human. "How very Hitler of him" she couldn't help but mutter. He had a whole filing cabinet full of the genetic modification stuff. Victoria found the information too interesting and instead of looking for what she was supposed to be finding she looked through the files.
There was file after file of research of what the perfect human was. From the information he had compiled a list of the perfect girl and perfect boy. A perfect girl: 5'4", 120 pounds, perfect clear skin, either black or blonde hair, purple eyes if possible if not then blue, high metabolism- what total bullshit. Victoria couldn't believe someone could try to define one look as perfect, anyone could be pretty. To make herself feel better Victoria ripped the paper in half. She kept shuffling through the papers. She had to know if he had succeeded and what he or she was doing now if he had. There were more documents including the steps to succeed, which was heavily edited, and details of each step. Slowly she put together what it all meant.
He had succeeded. Her father had made a "designer baby". The only thing Victoria couldn't discern was who the baby was and if she had even lived. Hopefully some document would tell her.
She continued her way through the papers until she found it. It was in a simple black folder labeled success. Her hands shook in anticipation as she pulled the single sheet of paper out. It said:
Success!
Gender: Female
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Lavender
Weight: 7.25 ounces
Height: 19.5 inches
Name: Victoria Misumi Hoseki
