Rima's POV
Personality, I've never met Nadeshiko, Nagihiko's twin brother, and I probably don't want to. She was Amu-chan's best friend, this Nadeshiko. I mean, I've seen her dance. She's a Fujisaki... who hasn't, plus she's Amu's best friend. I've got to stop emphasizing that, but that is what Amu says. If Nadeshiko wants to be all prissy and girly, fine. But just because she has to, why does Nagihiko have to become gay lord and do it himself. Interesting... no I'm sorry, suspicious.
"Don't judge young mistress by how she appears Mashiro-san. She may look innocent and graceful, and I don't deny this... she really has a charming character. But Nadeshiko wants to be more aggressive, masculine. So sometimes, Nagihiko agrees to exchange with Nadeshiko and they switch personalities. I mean, Baaya don't even mind as long as Nadeshiko disguises herself as Nagihiko while playing basketball. And Baaya says that it is good for Nagihiko to embrace the form if dance in which is his sister's profession. Excuse my errors, young master. I only know that much." Rosie said. Oh geese, I almost forgot Rose was in the room. How, weird. Nagi's head nodded in agreement. Convincing. I'll let him of the hook, for now.
"By the way, Rima-san. Where are you going to go? I mean, Christmas... is tomorrow." But the thing was Nagihiko, I had no where to go. So I bothered you... well theoretically I bothered Viola but don't you all understand my concept? No where. I was going nowhere. No wait, I'm going to become one of those street alley cats like Ikuto. Oh god, no. I'm too delicate for that life. Damn. But I knew one thing. Even if I was allowed to stay here longer, I don't think I could take it. Everything is at least five times bigger than it is in my house. I mean I am what you'd say, vertically challenged. How do you navigate through this maze of a mansion? I wonder how Rhythm feels, stuck here... having to live here. In this house, there were pea-sized weapons for pea sized people, everywhere. Scary...
I steeped outside into the dark sky. It was relatively warm being summer, and. Oh god, my parents. No wait, my father, was here. Here to pick me up. No, I will never surrender! (Citadel... lol!) My eyes bounced at Nagihiko, my head catching up quickly. "Come on!" Viola said. W-w-wait. VIOLA SAID. What the hell. That bitch can't possibly expect me to trust her. I mean, she kicks me out of my house and then she expects me to jump off a balcony to go to Nagihiko's house (which apparently was not worth it.)
Viola jumped off the balcony, perfect landing. Better than Nagihiko. He glared at her with jealous eyes. I think I just found my new best friend. She picked me up, you know... in the style that Nagihiko picks Amu up during his weird, perverted character change. Viola did like a cat jump movement (AN. Anyone watch Code Lyoko. You know how Odd jumps between the trees in the forest sector that one episode, I think. Or in the video game, I mean xD Kind of like that.) And amazingly, we were in her traditionally-decorated room. Wow. Weird... And through all of this my dad still managed not to see me. Double weird. And the doorbell rang. Triple weir- no wait, that's expected. SHIT! And then Hotori-san ran down the stairs, answered the door, and I saw my father through the balcony in her room running crazily to his car and then starting the engine. What, happened? No wait. What did Viola do for me; what did Viola-chan do for me?
Viola's POV
Okay, so Rima started staring at me with these weird big amber eyes of hers. I think it had been the first time in which I felt as if she wasn't going to kill me in the non-stop constant week of hanging out with her. I mean, I don't really have anything against here. I mean, I kind of adore her. I mean, it's so obvious Fujisaki-kun likes her... Shiver, I don't like Nagihiko. That bastard. I just like his dancing. Sad, huh... I'm a sad person, aren't I.
Rima hates me. I've known this from the very start. Okay, so apparently Amu and Rima are in one of those girl on girl hatred fight ceremony things and Rima thinks it's because of me. Because of me, really? Maybe because of Fujisaki-san, but not because of me. Amu hates me. Can't everyone see that. When teenage prissy girls fight, it seems like I am always laughing and get caught up in all the crap.
And besides from adoring her, I like her. I mean when I first met her, Rima totally creeped me out. But then I got to know her, and she kind of made me laugh a little bit, and I only laugh when my sister fucks up her life somehow... so I've got to give the goddess of comedy her props. Plus Rima seems like me. I mean we both weigh nothing. Hehe. She weighs 35 kilograms {AN: I'm just guessing here.} Doesn't that translate into like, 80 pounds {AN: I took the time to calculate it. 77 pounds actually but Viola's character is meant to be dumbfounded by the ways of math :P} I guess that is similar to be being I only weigh, 84 pounds. She is just... I don't know something about her. The way she walks, talks... it feels like I've known her for a long time but whatever.
"Viola... chan?" she questioned. "What did you t-t-tell my father?" Oh god. I probably gave the guy a heart-attack. Lying. Yup that was my forte. One time, I got a C+ in Math and I managed to turn it into an A+ with a pen. My dad obviously questioned me with, "Why does that letter look so weird next to all the others?" but I guess I was just so convincing that they never caught on. Oh by the way... they still haven't. Oh god, should I tell her the truth, or should I lie about lying to her father?
Flashback
Viola's POV
The door bell rang feriously as I was running downstairs to get it. Oh god, who would have known what would have happened if I actually let Olivia answer. No wait, my head dead on a plate. I mean, what was wrong with Rima's family. They had to have some kind of dysfunction for Rima to literaly refuse to go home and take refuge in my room. Thanks a lot fate. You've left me in a room with a deadly petite little girl. Who knows what will happen, and let's pray it doesn't involve the police.
Anyhoo, I guess I was tired. I just jumped up onto a high up balcony craddling a girl, of course I was tired. My legs ached too. I mean, Rima was not heavy. Don't get me wrong. The girl felt like a stick. But after a while, my arms started to hurt. My legs had pushed off a while to extend me to a balcony. And Rima is probably five pounds less than me. So yes, carrying Rima... hurt.
Well I finally answered the door. And yeah, it was Rima's father. Was it that much of a shock? What was the time. 7:30. What was Rima's curfew? 5:30. Shit. I could feel the vibes of hate coming out of my forehead. "Where's Rima." she snarled. Bastard. What the hell. Just because he thinks he some bad-ass guy, that doesn't mean that he'll say that to me.
"Lie, Lie, Lie." Kai chanted. Uh ohhhh. Ok, whatever. "I called you. I told you she leaved over three hours ago. I mean at least I thought I did. I'm so sorry, Mashiro-sensei." Uh, those words uttered off my mouth painfully. My tongue was burning, worse than acid hitting my lips. Ahhhhhh.
"Are you sure?" he questioned mysteriously. What? Now the bastard doesn't believe me? Where are you lying skills, where.
"I'm sorry. You may want to check again in her room. Rima is the, unpredictable, type." I winked. At least I wasn't totally lying. But my voice was awkward, because I wasn't lying. I'm so stressed out about the stupidest things these days.
He looked at me with widened eyes. Well I don't know. Either his pupils shrunk or his eyes widened. You tell me... He walked frantically to his car. Rima's father tried to look unconcerned and normal but his eyes screamed the scenario, "Rima!" he cried. No he wimpered. But I could here him. Maybe I had heard more than I should have. My hearing isn't sensitive but I knew I heard him, "Rima... that bitch. I knew I should've killed her when I had the chance." My mouth almost dropped to the floor. Rima, I had to protect her.
What have I done. No time to look back on the past. I just need to watch my back for the future. I ran up the stairs to my room to find an astonished Rima sitting on my bed, confused. Grace and Kusukusu, Rima's chara were flying above me. Then she questioned, "What happened?"
End of Flashback
Still Viola's POV
So I told her everything, everything excluding that part about her father trying to kill her and me wanting to protect her and all that lovey dovey crap. I don't really know much about Rima's inside character. Hell, I don't really know much about Rima at all. But I know this, Rima and I are not the ones for love stories. You want love, go watch 'The Tourist' (AN: Do not own) It has a screwed up love triangle that turns out not to be a triangle {o.O} and it has a bunch of French dudes shooting each other. What more can you ask in a movie {AN: The Tourist is a really awesome movie. That's basically what it was... just in Viola form...?"}
"So I guess you're staying here then." I added. She looked, shocked. I think Rima was about to either hug me or kill me. I can't tell anymore. It always seems like there's a dark aura surrounding her when I'm around.
"Okay sure." Rima just flatly added. Typical Rima. I'm going to get sick of this after a while though, you know.
"Yeah, but you have to tell me something Rima. And I won't take no for an answer. Or I will, but just remember... your father's called so many times it put his number on speed dial." I said mockingly. It did. Our home phone's messaging machine was jammed packed with frantic messages from her dad. She checked. Saw I was right. And asked me what I wanted to ask. "Does your father beat you?" I asked. Oh damn. Too straight forward.
Rima's POV
I'm on her bed, sitting there shocked. Does your father beat you, she questioned. How. How could she know. No one knows. I wore a long sleeve sweater today. To hide the bruising. HOW! But if I didn't answer, I'd have to go back to him. The alcohol on his breathe, his tall body compared to me, his eyes telling me I'm a failure. I simply can't go back to that, can't.
So I'm bumbling now. Bumbling what my dad did to me... no I mean, when it started. After I was kidnapped. "Speak up." she requested. And I did as she said. Not only could she blackmail me, but she could make my life hell even if I obeyed. So what would happened if I didn't. Yeah, so I just did.
Flashback
(AN: Guessing BTW)
It was a beautiful spring day, and school had just resumed. I laughed while walking to school. Today was my first day at my school, well back from vacation... may I add. I guess I was your normal school girl. I had long blonde hair that, to the time, was to the middle of my back down. My eyes shone an amber color of hazel. Kusukusu hadn't been born yet, just me and my peppiness. I was like, Yaya... I suppose.
School that day was normal. I don't know why I got so excited coming back. The first ten minutes were fun. Catching up with friends I hadn't seen for nearly three months, meeting our teacher, yeah... but then we actually had to start learning and that was HORRIBLE.
I was walking home that one day though. The boys had run past me, playing some type of running game. Obnoxious. The girls were walking behind me, talking about how cute he was or that they're dating and stuff like that. I had a bunch of fanboys at my school, and fangirls, well more like people that wanted to kill you for being arrogant. Whatever. Munipulating people was beneficial. At least to me it was.
A van pulled up to me, walking alone, with a few other girls before me... but too far away to notice. A man in a red sweater peered his head out the car window. He had brown hair, looked American, or at least... not a local. "Can you help me sweetie?" he asked. I nodded. Then he, grabbed my left arm. Ahhhhh, it hurt. Then he clutched unto my hair. I tried to do that stop, drop, and roll thing but even me as dead weight wasn't that hard to pick up. He threw me in the car. I blacked out and woke up in a room.
This room, scared me. It had one very dim light that shone through the creaks of the windows. There was no way out of this room. No doors, only two windows high above my reach. At least 60 feet of the ground. There was no way I could climb that. They didn't hurt me. But I heard screams, heart-breaking screams, and I cried. Cried as hard as I could.
There was some huge ransom for me and I was set free. It had been a whole twenty four hours, at least. They hadn't given me food, water... nothing. I started crying in my mother's arms. I was just glad now that everything was back to normal.
Though I was wrong ever since then, nothing was normal. Mom and dad always fought. Fought about who was going to pick me up from school. Fought about money. Finance. Work. How much of a failure my mother is. How much of a sissy my father. Ridiculous.
One day, it was too much. I stood up. My father was about to scream at my mother. I couldn't take it, "I HATE YOU!" I yelled. I don't know who I directed to, but I knew I directed it to something. My face was burning. It was shocked, sent smashing back to the right suddenly like the whip-lash effect. A red mark stained my cheek. He... slapped me. My mother yelled. He shoved me against the wall, punching.
Nothing has ever been how it is now. I have Kusukusu, and she keeps this a secret... because she loves me. The closest I will ever know to love, is Kusukusu. Something born to love me. It's not fair... He does that to me. Every week. If I'm lucky. He hurts me. I hate him. And my mother is just as worse. She just watches with widened eyes. She does nothing. She neglects me. She is just as bad as him. They both deserve each other, but why am I forced to deal with the sins of my parents?
End of Flashback
If only I had known I said that all out loud. I stared at Viola. And her arm was wrapped around me. You'll be okay, she wimpered. You'll be okay. I started crying. Of happiness, of joy. I'm not sure. But I knew I was excited to be spending the holidays with Viola, a new found friend.
Onette: Well wasn't that just cute.
Viola: Wow, I still can't believe you told me all that about you
Rima: Shut up Vi-ol-a
Tadase and Amu: When do we get to be in the story.
Onette: You two already had your glory a few chapters ago.
Rose: More importantly, when am I going to be introduced?
Onette: Now that's a good question.
Nagihiko: Can you stop making me look like an idiot in every chapter. When does the amazing Nagi get his break-through lovey-doved moment.
Everyone laughs
Onette: Just shut up. God Damn It...
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