Disclaimer: I do not own Mars, and to everyone who hasn't read Mars 8, SPOILER: Kira has a stepfather who abused her, and has come back to live with her mom, and they moved to a house.
It had been two weeks since Kira had moved in with Rei. Things had been rather awkward at first, but the two of them where quickly getting used to the situations, and each other's bad habits- such as Rei had a tendency of leaving his used towels on the floor, and Kira would obsess over her hair in the shower. Of course, Kira's mom wasn't too happy on the matter, but could really see no other way reason why to keep her child around, especially after since she had excepted her father to join the family again, knowing that rapist by sociology and psychology had a great tendency to repeat their actions, even actions that they had sworn that they swore would never happen again. So, with the signing of a few papers, and bending of a few laws, the couple happily moved in together. School and work for the two of them coincided perfectly, though it was very taxing on the two of them. Life like this would continue for another two months, bringing them to the end of the school year, and the beginning of summer. This meant both more, and less work… they would be entering their senior year next year, and having to decide if Kira was going to attend college or not.
With the weight and stress of everything, Rei decided that he would treat his love to dinner, and a walk around the park. Of course, with their limited budgets, it wouldn't be anything fancy, but to the two of them, anything would do. The blonde artist had taken a job up in the beginning of the year at a local beauty salon, taking control of the makeup. She found faces quite similar to her own canvas, canvases that she so loved so much to paint. This gave a good deal of money, since she had learned how to be amiable with the customers, and had many frequent visitors, some of which she got to know quite well. Occasionally she would practice on Hurumi, who was quite pleased to have her face played with.
They went to a normal Japanese restaurant, and ordered inexpensive sushi as well as green tea, finding the simplicity of it all quite pleasing. They ate for about a half hour, their plates becoming cleaner and cleaner. The place was not too crowded, giving the couple a feeling of safeness, and security.
"We've been living together for a month, now, Rei…." Kira began in a timid but melodic voice, concentrating on the scar that rested on Rei's toned hand. A scar that he had received for insulting a painting, and speaking his thoughts. She admired his bravery, he had become sort of a symbol for her, as well as fiancé.
"I know. Kinda weird, huh?" He smiled openly, a grin mixed with contentment. "Ya know, you never did finish that painting for me…." Taking a sip of his green tea, he smoothed a lock of blond hair that rested in front of her amber-like eyes.
Nodding her head slightly, she rubbed her hand on the texture of her silk skirt, something her mother had given her when she moved out of the house. She had found a good deal of money, as well as extra clothes, in a suitcase that mysteriously appeared in the moving van. She had smiled, and taken it gratefully… a sign that her mother did still care about her. "Do you want me to still finish it? I'm sure I could redo it for you. But then you wouldn't have any reason to protect me anymore, huh?"
"Eh, but I want to protect you now. You're not a wimp like I thought you where, you don't need protecting." His nonchalant air told her he meant every word of this, and she beamed accordingly. He eyed her last shrimp roll. "You gunna eat that?" He grinned.
"No…" Taking his chopstick, he stole the roll off her plate, eating the thing in one bite. "No manners. Really." Her eyes shone with affection.
"You know you don't care." She nodded in agreement, winking at him. They ate in silence for a few more moments, observing the busy waitresses, the busy cooks, and moving people. It gave the feeling of being in the middle of a wheel, while everything spun around them with a crazy daze, no real appreciation for anything. Kira and Rei where both blinded and given ultimate hope because of their love. The weather had been blue sunny skies until now, but a sudden downpour began outside, the sky darkening with almost frightening speed.
As all perfect moments are interrupted so rudely, so was there's. Shiori had spotted them, and entered with her quiet demeanor, catching the eye of everyone in the diner, both her beauty and outward serenity stopping everything. She rushed to the couple's table, but to Kira's surprise, not to Rei. She was speaking to Kira. Her black flowing hair had been tied in a simple green ribbon, and her modest clothes remained as elegantly cut as ever. It wasn't until she began speaking that she realized how out of breath the doll-like girl was.
"Kira! Kira, something's happened! Your father… he… he's done something to your mom… I know we've been enemies before, but… come quick! I'll explain later… comon'!" Grasping ahold of Kira's arm, the two girls ran out leaving a baffled Rei, who calculated the tip and sum of the money in his mind, leaving it down on the table. He raced out after the two, who's feet barely stuck to the pavement with the slippery mass of black. In unison, their feet hit the pavement, the desperation and panic in Shiori's face giving an even stronger sense of panic to the situation. He frowned… they where heading to Kira's old house. What he found their, his morbid curiosity surrounded everything. Police cars surrounded its vicinity, shouts and instructions were being given. A body was being wheeled out of the doors, a body suspiciously the same build as her mom… blood stained the innocent white sheet covering it, tears began to fall down Kira's face, her weeping becoming louder and louder, as she rushed out to see her mother one last time.
There was no last words, her mother was dead. Her father had killed her.
To be continued.
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