Chapter 11: Memories

" Sapphie!" Alice growled, rolling over. " It's 4 am in the morning . . let me keep sleeping it's the last day of summer . . " she quickly drifted back into sleep mode.

I can't recall ever falling asleep, only remembering tossing and turning, turning red. I couldn't get it out of my mind what Miku did to me when we got home. It feels like a dream, and a dream I don't ever want to forget.

Ba-dum

My heart just keeps racing at the thought of it. Shaking my head, I jumped off the bed and walked outside the room, closing the door softly behind me.

The hallway was pretty dark, since the sun hasn't come out yet. I quietly tip-toed my way down the stairs, only to be knocked down by Goku.

" Owie!" I exclaimed, groaning since he made me hit the metal railing of the stairs.

" Ah! I'm so sorry . . wait Sapphie? What are you doing up?" He asked, helping me back up. He had snacks and a Monster can in one hand. He was always hungry and frequently made trips downstairs to the kitchen to eat snacks. I looked up at him and pouted. " I couldn't go to sleep. . " I replied, pointing the the Monster can. " You don't drink Monster . . . is that for Nora?" I asked. He looked down at the Monster and chuckled. " Nah . . it's for that asshole Miku. He doesn't want to go to sleep and asked me to keep bringing him Monster. You mind if you can take it to him?" He handed me the cold Monster can and quickly ran back upstairs. " Wait why can't you?" I exclaimed, only to be responded with silence.

I sighed and walked back upstairs. His room was at the very end of the hallway, with his beat up door he hits out of anger. The door was half-way opened, with the light turned on inside. I have never been inside his room, not even ONCE. I took a deep breath and walked inside his room.

His room was different than what I had expected. The side of the entrance to my left, there was a desk with a small desk lamp turned on. On the desk laid old raggy torn books, photo albums, and sketches all neat and organized in a neatly fashioned. He had posters of rock artists of different countries, The U.S, the U.K, and Japanese. His stereo was next to his neat and tidy huge bed, in which he was laying on, facing the wall.

I quietly walked up to him, and surprised him by placing the cold beverage on his neck, making him flinch and push me away as an instinctive mood.

" GOKU HOW MANY-" He began to yell, then looked at me and sighed heavily. " Oh it's you . . Goku made you give this to me?" He asked calmly, opening his can and began to drink from it. I nodded and looked down.

He seemed to act like nothing has happened.

Maybe it's because I'm over thinking it . .

I sighed, and looked back up at him. His hair was in a mess, and his bandages were changed. He flicked my nose, glaring down at me. " Hey . . what do you want? You completed your amazing mission to bring me my drink. " He jokingly said. " You can leave now."

I pouted at him. " But . . I can't fall asleep!" I exclaimed, sprawling on his floor. He shook his head, embarrassed, and threw me his pillow. " If you're going to lay on my floor, you might as well have my pillow." He growled, walking over to his desk and sat in a chair. I stood back up and walked to him, pointing at one of the photo albums while leaning against his back. " This." I said, looking at him. " What does this have?"

He hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath an opened it. " We have plenty pictures of this little family," He said, while pointing to the album cover. It was black and orange, Alice's and Miku's favorite colors. " However, some of us managed to keep some of our original family pictures. . " He drifted off and turned to one page. I saw a picture with a beautiful mother with long silky black hair with emerald eyes with two little children in huge jackets in the snow.

" Aww . . " I exclaimed, smiling and pointing at the picture. " She's so beautiful~ And the two kids seem so cute!" Miku chuckled a bit and pinched my hand, making me quickly pull it back.

" Ow! Hey what was that for?" I pouted, rubbing where he had pinched it.

" Hey, don't go on saying Alice and I were cute!" He scolded. My eyes opened wide as I began to laugh. "WHAT?" I laughed out, pointing at him in the picture. His hair was shorter and cleaner, and his cheeks were so chubby and round. " You were this cute as a kid? What happened?" He growled and smacked my head with his hand, making me not being able to lean against his back. " Shut up!" He muttered. I calmed down as he was about to turn the page. I quickly stopped it and pointed at the mother. " This was your mom right?" I asked, as he kept still. Asking what has happened to her would be a terrible thing to ask. " She was really beautiful, " I said softly, smiling. " No wonder, this is where Alice got her looks from." He began to laugh and pushed me to the side. " Alice? The Alice that cooks for us? HAH!" I frowned and flicked him.

He began to calm down and looked off into space. " But yeah . . my mom was really pretty. " He leaned back and placed his hand behind his head, looking up at the ceiling. " Hah, makes me wonder how my mom fell for my old man." He snickered. I smiled, sitting on another chair he had nearby. He sighed as he closed his eyes. " Too bad she got too sick when I was 10. . ."

He began to spin around in his chair since it had wheels and could spin. " Hmmm . . " He hummed as he kept spinning around, drinking his Monster while I just looked at him. He stopped and glared at the wall. " Oh yeah . . our dad after her death began to drink too much and kept beating us. " He said in annoyance. " I guess I took after him after he joined this gang and got killed during it."

I frowned. " Well . . that's why I don't want you to keep being with Ki. . ." I said softly, grabbing his attention. He turned to look at me, annoyed. " Hey, he's the reason I can get a lot of money, and the reason how Alice and I survived. He can be a real ass or a weirdo but hey, business is business."

My eyes widened as I remember Alice's reaction to Ki.

" Hey . . what's Alice's history with Ki? She seemed scared to see him . . " I asked, tugging on a shirt Nora gave me to wear.

He looked at me and scratched the back of his head. He handed me his Monster as I took a sip from it. " Hah . . uhh . . yeah . . he sorta had a thing for her like he does to you and . . well he pretty much raped her."

I spat out what I was drinking and kicked him. " HOW CAN YOU SAY IT LIKE IT WAS NOTHING?" I yelled at him angrily. He pushed me on the shoulder and glared at me. " HAVE YOU EVER SEEN ALICE HURT SOMEONE? NOT REALLY! SHE FUCKING STABBED HIM AND GAVE HIM A HUGE SCAR ON HIS BACK!" He shouted back, his eyes opened wide like a little kid's would be when they're excited. " And it only lasted for what . . about one minute of rape? So I say she got him back GREAT."

I began to laugh a bit, feeling really bad for Alice, but laughing at the fact she got to get him back.

He scowled at me, an sat Indian style on his chair. " Hey! That could be you getting raped ya know! He has a thing for you!"

I kept laughing, since I've been told otherwise. I looked back at him, only to see him still scowling at me.

" Hehe . . err . . is there pics of the others?" I asked, pointing to the rest of the stack.

He snickered and took back his drink from me. " Goku keeps his with him and doesn't plan on sharing it with anyone. Nora's and Kari's are here, and you have a few too. Just a few but it's better than nothing."

My eyes widened.

Most of my life I haven't met anyone related to me. The only thing I can remember is being sent to many different orphanages, all hoping I would soon be adopted in another place.

" What . . " I asked softly, looking the wall. Miku cleared his throat and placed a photo in front of me.

" Err . . here's one that this one orphange sent us."

It was a little girl about 5 or 6 years old holding onto a teenager's hand.

It was me, based on my eyes.

" Who was this guy?" I asked, pointing to the teenager. He was tall and thin with a sharp face, like Ki's. Everything about him reminded me of Ki, especially his hairstyle. It looks exactly like how it is now.

Realizing, I asked, " Is that . . Ki?"

Miku smirked since it didn't take me long to realize and sighed, gazing at the picture. " Yup, back when he was a decent bastard. He helped around the orphanages and hospitals as a teen. Maybe that's why it seems like he has a thing for you." He then turned his gaze to me.

My heart pounded like a thousand drums with each second of him looking at me, and my face heated up quickly.

He smirked and ruffled my hair.

" What?" He said in a sweet teasing tone. I looked at him, trying to say something. My mouth felt like it was in stiches, not being able to make out a sound. He gave me a sly grin. " You're so stupid." His face was just inches away from mine, and his eyes were fixed upon mine. We stayed like that for 1 minute or so, till he decided to walk away and plop onto his bed, throwing the can of monster to the corner of his room.

" You can leave now." he said, smirking to himself with his eyes closed. He rested his hans behind his head.

I pouted. " Why didn't you want to go to sleep then? "

I saw his face lit up to a light pink as he angrily threw a pillow at me. I began to laugh and walked out the door.

" Just sleep, it's the last day of summer you retard!" I heard him shout from behind.