Title: Re-affirmation
Walking Wounded, Part 1, Chapter 8
Author: Kalika
Genre: Alternate Reality, drama
Rating: R for violence and adult language.
Author's notes: AHH! Finally, I've gotten the energy to write chapter 8!
Okay, this may give you nightmares. Just kidding. I'm trying to keep
this rather serious fic a bit lighter until next part. I think I'm going to
cut off Part 1 after this chapter, you see, so this chapter's going to
get a bit serious(because it's not like last chapter wasn't serious
enough ^_^;).
BTW - if this looks weird, it's because my tab key is screwing up...
SEE? *flips in between WinAmp and Notepad* Damned thing.
Okay, this is for everyone who has enjoyed the story thus far. I know,
I know, cheesy, but it's true. I couldn't have gotten this kind of
motivation to write without you guys. You want me to specify someone?
Glass_Mermaid. Her story, "Four Seasons", has touched me in such a
way that it is indescribable. She has given me inspiration.
Thanks love!
PS - got a deal, you keep writing, I'll keep writing... that goes for you too,
Emma. *wink*
**Kalika appears grinning madly. Her eyes light up in the blaze of the beaker
as she creates an evil and destructive... cup of hot cocoa?! Meri Kurisumasu,
minna-chan!**
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"And you will heal yourself
When the rain begans to fall
Feel the fire
Burning inside us all
Remove me
For going in unchained
Blow away for yourself
Gather again and listen
To the conversations of the sea
Inside us all
Lies a quiet beach
If you fall into our center
You will become free
I myself
Could use a little clarity
Cuz I am so full of love
I am so full of hate
I am so full of these feelings
That tear me every which way
I am so full of you
I am so full of me
I am so full of these words
That don't tell her a fucking thing
I am so full of love
I am so full of hate
I am so full of these feelings
That tear me every which way
Then I opened up my mouth
I'm a cloud
And these words they seldom come out
When I looked into her eyes
I cared enough but to wonder why
She'd want a cloud just floating around
But I feel it's time
To say goodbye to fear
And feel the fury of these tears
As they run down my face
I can feel her so far away
Cuz I am a cloud
And I am
So afraid
So don't you come and
Gather at me in this haze
I sat at home and feel the suns days
As she tell him not too little everyday
I blow away remaining unfazed
When I feel there's something
Crawling out of me
I'm just a cloud
Watching the moon rise
These mother fuckers stepped on me
Tried to fuck me from behind
Cuz I'm a cloud
And I am so afraid
And I'm
Full of love
I am so full of you
I am so full of me
I am so full of these words
That don't tell her a fucking thing
I am so full of love
I am so full of hate
I am so full of these feelings
That tear me every which way
I am so full of you
I am so full of me
I am so full of these words
That don't tell her a fucking thing
I am so full of love
I am so full of hate
I am so full of these feelings
That tear me every which way"
-"I'm A Cloud" BoyHitsCar
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The months passed quickly for Usagi and Mamoru. Happily, as well, as
their relationship went to new levels.
July, Mamoru got a promotion to Executive CEO after a mulit-million
dollar snagging presentation to an American computer systems company. Usagi
was finally getting over her morning sickness, and was aiding the remaining
professors with random papers and research to aid in the next semester's curriculum.
The summer passed, relatively uneventfully for both Usagi and Mamoru.
But in Kenji's little universe, things were just picking up. After not finding
Usagi in any of the towns nearest him, he concluded she may well have gone cross-
country to escape him. One month had passed since she left. No man should have
to make his own dinner or do his own laundry. He thought about the hooker last
night. After he and his partner had busted her, they both had taken advantage
of her rather coked up state.
Kenji had gone to the library profusely these last few weeks, trying to
search online for Usagi. She hadn't registered herself under his last name, or
her own for that matter. Perhaps under her mother's maiden name. Now if he only
could remember it.
"Wait!" a light bulb exploded in his head, the deadly shards imbedding
themselves in his already malicious brain. "Her brother. He wouldn't have thought
to change his name..." He gazed at the computer screen and rubbed his chin.
What was his name? Shinoko? Shinji? SHINGO!
Performing a search, he typed in "Tsukino, Shingo' into the computer
and waited for his results to come back. He could've used the computers at work,
but then his boss, a man obsessed with doing what was right, would have said
something, and Kenji couldn't risk it. At 27, he couldn't afford to have the last
9 years of his life put to waste by either the little rabbit or his overweight boss.
His ivy green eyes flashed with venomous glee as his search came
back. Three matches. 'Tsukino, Shingo, 21, Tokyo...' was the only one which
caught his attention. "Tokyo, hmm?"
With that knowledge, and Shingo's address written down, Kenji
rushed home to wash his clothes, which had strangely multiplied over the
month, and secure a ticket for Tokyo.
He'd watch her for a bit. See what she was doing with her life. Whether
or not she was happy, and if she was... he'd take it all away from her.
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"Haven't seen me lately
Staying hard to find
Well I know it ain't
But you know I don't mind
I always know where you are
You never know where I am
You've got me sneaking around
Like the invisible man
You'll never know where I've gone
You've gone and done it again
You've got me sneaking around
Like the invisible man
Going once, going twice
Fuck this I'm gone
You've been looking for days now
Oh but I'm not around
I've been finding new ways how
To see that I'm never found
I always know where you are
You never know where I am
You've got me sneaking around
Like the invisible man
You'll never know where I've gone
You've gone and done it again
You've got me sneaking around
Like the invisible man
Going once, going twice
Fuck this I'm gone
You can see right through me
Outta sight, outta mind
Can you see why it's easy
To be the hardest to find
I always know where you are
You never know where I am
You've got me sneaking around
Like the invisible man
You'll never know where I've gone
You've gone and done it again
You've got me sneaking around
Like the invisible -
Like the invisible man
Like the invisible man
Like the invisible man
Like the invisible man
Like I'm invisible
Going once, going twice, three times
Fuck this I'm gone"
-"Invisible Man" Theory of a Dead Man
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In September, Usagi really felt that things would work out for her. She
was four months pregnant, give or take, and was beginning to show. College had
started up again, and she was soon the talk of the campus. The staff and students
enjoyed her refreshing personality and her knowledge of the Human/Behavioural
Sciences.
While in her office, adjacent to that of the Dean of Human and Behavioural
Sciences, her phone rang, right as she was about to finish up grading a paper and
run out with Naru for lunch.
"Moshi moshi?" She greeted.
"Usako, hey!" Mamoru's smooth voice came over the other end. Usagi
blushed and grinned.
"Hey, Mamo-chan. How's work?"
He audibly sighed and answered, "Boring. You?"
Grinning, she said, "About the same, but with a better vocabulary," they
always joked about that. Mamoru had been a double major in University, both
Computer Sciences and English, so there was alot of joking.
He laughed aloud and then changed the subject, "So, love, what are you
doing for lunch?" She highlighted her plans with Naru and then made plans for dinner.
Kenji looked in on her at the University, sitting on a convenient bench,
pretending to bird-watch. He saw her rush, answer the phone, and blush. 'Damn,
the rabbit's smiling alot. Another man, must be. You knew you weren't the only
one, Ken-san. She didn't move here to get away, she moved here to elope.' It
wasn't uncommon for his mind to spawn another voice from time to time. It gave
him someone to talk to and work plans out with. This particular voice he knew
very well. This was his tactician.
Together, they set plans for Usagi's quiet and sudden removal from Tokyo.
'Soon...' his voice promised, and he nodded in agreement, looking like he was
enthralled with whatever bird he was watching.
October soon came, Kenji still keeping close vigil on Usagi. He'd begun to
notice new habits. 'She's really letting herself go,' he thought at her gain in weight.
Then it dawned on him. Perhaps she was pregnant. He'd known she was a slut, but
not that much of one.
Soon, Halloween came, little kids dressed up in their little costumes. Tiny
demons and angels walked the streets. The most popular costume being cartoon
characters from a television show and manga called "Bishoujo Senshi Sailormoon".
Kenji, in his infinite wisdom, was getting impatient with simply watching
Usagi. He rented a Tuxedo Kamen costume for adults and went walking around.
He'd known Usagi was going to a party, and he'd arranged to get an invite
to it as well. Sure enough, when he'd arrived, Usagi was there. Dressed as a bunny.
'How fitting,' he thought and looked to her left. A tall man was clutched onto
her arm, seemingly escorting her. "Must be the new boytoy," he murmured and kept
walking, keeping his eyes on them.
The party went on without a hitch. Occasionally, girls would ask to dance
with Kenji, and he'd dance. After the last toe-stomper, he'd had enough.
Standing from his chair by the window, Kenji made his way over to Usagi.
She was chatting with a couple of the professors from the college.
"Excuse me, miss, may I have this dance?" he asked in a polite and
demure voice. Her gaze shifted to his eyes and he looked away, seemingly shy.
She smiled, "Sure."
And they danced. Kenji never knew Usagi could dance like this. He hadn't
known alot about Usagi.
"So," she began, attempting a conversation, "What's your affiliation with the
University?"
He looked at her and shrugged, "I donate occasionally, and I'm part of the
alumni." It wasn't completely a lie. He was alumni, but as for donating, bah, like he'd
pay them to teach.
She nodded, and kept dancing.
Usagi nodded, trying to figure out how she knew this man. His eyes were
familiar, and there was a tone in his voice she could swear she knew.
The song ended, and Usagi thanked him for the dance. As she was walking
away, her wrist was grabbed.
Sheer panic shot through her. Only one person grabbed her wrist like that.
She turned, fear evident in her paled eyes. "Kenji," she whispered.
He smiled and brought her near. "You know, little bunny, you shouldn't
have run like that. Just remember, I am watching you all the time. Be careful, and
drop the pretty boy unless you want him... inconvenienced."
She nodded and he turned and walked out. Usagi's blood ran cold and she
stood in the middle of the floor, shaking.
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Walking Wounded, Part 1, Chapter 8
Author: Kalika
Genre: Alternate Reality, drama
Rating: R for violence and adult language.
Author's notes: AHH! Finally, I've gotten the energy to write chapter 8!
Okay, this may give you nightmares. Just kidding. I'm trying to keep
this rather serious fic a bit lighter until next part. I think I'm going to
cut off Part 1 after this chapter, you see, so this chapter's going to
get a bit serious(because it's not like last chapter wasn't serious
enough ^_^;).
BTW - if this looks weird, it's because my tab key is screwing up...
SEE? *flips in between WinAmp and Notepad* Damned thing.
Okay, this is for everyone who has enjoyed the story thus far. I know,
I know, cheesy, but it's true. I couldn't have gotten this kind of
motivation to write without you guys. You want me to specify someone?
Glass_Mermaid. Her story, "Four Seasons", has touched me in such a
way that it is indescribable. She has given me inspiration.
Thanks love!
PS - got a deal, you keep writing, I'll keep writing... that goes for you too,
Emma. *wink*
**Kalika appears grinning madly. Her eyes light up in the blaze of the beaker
as she creates an evil and destructive... cup of hot cocoa?! Meri Kurisumasu,
minna-chan!**
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"And you will heal yourself
When the rain begans to fall
Feel the fire
Burning inside us all
Remove me
For going in unchained
Blow away for yourself
Gather again and listen
To the conversations of the sea
Inside us all
Lies a quiet beach
If you fall into our center
You will become free
I myself
Could use a little clarity
Cuz I am so full of love
I am so full of hate
I am so full of these feelings
That tear me every which way
I am so full of you
I am so full of me
I am so full of these words
That don't tell her a fucking thing
I am so full of love
I am so full of hate
I am so full of these feelings
That tear me every which way
Then I opened up my mouth
I'm a cloud
And these words they seldom come out
When I looked into her eyes
I cared enough but to wonder why
She'd want a cloud just floating around
But I feel it's time
To say goodbye to fear
And feel the fury of these tears
As they run down my face
I can feel her so far away
Cuz I am a cloud
And I am
So afraid
So don't you come and
Gather at me in this haze
I sat at home and feel the suns days
As she tell him not too little everyday
I blow away remaining unfazed
When I feel there's something
Crawling out of me
I'm just a cloud
Watching the moon rise
These mother fuckers stepped on me
Tried to fuck me from behind
Cuz I'm a cloud
And I am so afraid
And I'm
Full of love
I am so full of you
I am so full of me
I am so full of these words
That don't tell her a fucking thing
I am so full of love
I am so full of hate
I am so full of these feelings
That tear me every which way
I am so full of you
I am so full of me
I am so full of these words
That don't tell her a fucking thing
I am so full of love
I am so full of hate
I am so full of these feelings
That tear me every which way"
-"I'm A Cloud" BoyHitsCar
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The months passed quickly for Usagi and Mamoru. Happily, as well, as
their relationship went to new levels.
July, Mamoru got a promotion to Executive CEO after a mulit-million
dollar snagging presentation to an American computer systems company. Usagi
was finally getting over her morning sickness, and was aiding the remaining
professors with random papers and research to aid in the next semester's curriculum.
The summer passed, relatively uneventfully for both Usagi and Mamoru.
But in Kenji's little universe, things were just picking up. After not finding
Usagi in any of the towns nearest him, he concluded she may well have gone cross-
country to escape him. One month had passed since she left. No man should have
to make his own dinner or do his own laundry. He thought about the hooker last
night. After he and his partner had busted her, they both had taken advantage
of her rather coked up state.
Kenji had gone to the library profusely these last few weeks, trying to
search online for Usagi. She hadn't registered herself under his last name, or
her own for that matter. Perhaps under her mother's maiden name. Now if he only
could remember it.
"Wait!" a light bulb exploded in his head, the deadly shards imbedding
themselves in his already malicious brain. "Her brother. He wouldn't have thought
to change his name..." He gazed at the computer screen and rubbed his chin.
What was his name? Shinoko? Shinji? SHINGO!
Performing a search, he typed in "Tsukino, Shingo' into the computer
and waited for his results to come back. He could've used the computers at work,
but then his boss, a man obsessed with doing what was right, would have said
something, and Kenji couldn't risk it. At 27, he couldn't afford to have the last
9 years of his life put to waste by either the little rabbit or his overweight boss.
His ivy green eyes flashed with venomous glee as his search came
back. Three matches. 'Tsukino, Shingo, 21, Tokyo...' was the only one which
caught his attention. "Tokyo, hmm?"
With that knowledge, and Shingo's address written down, Kenji
rushed home to wash his clothes, which had strangely multiplied over the
month, and secure a ticket for Tokyo.
He'd watch her for a bit. See what she was doing with her life. Whether
or not she was happy, and if she was... he'd take it all away from her.
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"Haven't seen me lately
Staying hard to find
Well I know it ain't
But you know I don't mind
I always know where you are
You never know where I am
You've got me sneaking around
Like the invisible man
You'll never know where I've gone
You've gone and done it again
You've got me sneaking around
Like the invisible man
Going once, going twice
Fuck this I'm gone
You've been looking for days now
Oh but I'm not around
I've been finding new ways how
To see that I'm never found
I always know where you are
You never know where I am
You've got me sneaking around
Like the invisible man
You'll never know where I've gone
You've gone and done it again
You've got me sneaking around
Like the invisible man
Going once, going twice
Fuck this I'm gone
You can see right through me
Outta sight, outta mind
Can you see why it's easy
To be the hardest to find
I always know where you are
You never know where I am
You've got me sneaking around
Like the invisible man
You'll never know where I've gone
You've gone and done it again
You've got me sneaking around
Like the invisible -
Like the invisible man
Like the invisible man
Like the invisible man
Like the invisible man
Like I'm invisible
Going once, going twice, three times
Fuck this I'm gone"
-"Invisible Man" Theory of a Dead Man
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In September, Usagi really felt that things would work out for her. She
was four months pregnant, give or take, and was beginning to show. College had
started up again, and she was soon the talk of the campus. The staff and students
enjoyed her refreshing personality and her knowledge of the Human/Behavioural
Sciences.
While in her office, adjacent to that of the Dean of Human and Behavioural
Sciences, her phone rang, right as she was about to finish up grading a paper and
run out with Naru for lunch.
"Moshi moshi?" She greeted.
"Usako, hey!" Mamoru's smooth voice came over the other end. Usagi
blushed and grinned.
"Hey, Mamo-chan. How's work?"
He audibly sighed and answered, "Boring. You?"
Grinning, she said, "About the same, but with a better vocabulary," they
always joked about that. Mamoru had been a double major in University, both
Computer Sciences and English, so there was alot of joking.
He laughed aloud and then changed the subject, "So, love, what are you
doing for lunch?" She highlighted her plans with Naru and then made plans for dinner.
Kenji looked in on her at the University, sitting on a convenient bench,
pretending to bird-watch. He saw her rush, answer the phone, and blush. 'Damn,
the rabbit's smiling alot. Another man, must be. You knew you weren't the only
one, Ken-san. She didn't move here to get away, she moved here to elope.' It
wasn't uncommon for his mind to spawn another voice from time to time. It gave
him someone to talk to and work plans out with. This particular voice he knew
very well. This was his tactician.
Together, they set plans for Usagi's quiet and sudden removal from Tokyo.
'Soon...' his voice promised, and he nodded in agreement, looking like he was
enthralled with whatever bird he was watching.
October soon came, Kenji still keeping close vigil on Usagi. He'd begun to
notice new habits. 'She's really letting herself go,' he thought at her gain in weight.
Then it dawned on him. Perhaps she was pregnant. He'd known she was a slut, but
not that much of one.
Soon, Halloween came, little kids dressed up in their little costumes. Tiny
demons and angels walked the streets. The most popular costume being cartoon
characters from a television show and manga called "Bishoujo Senshi Sailormoon".
Kenji, in his infinite wisdom, was getting impatient with simply watching
Usagi. He rented a Tuxedo Kamen costume for adults and went walking around.
He'd known Usagi was going to a party, and he'd arranged to get an invite
to it as well. Sure enough, when he'd arrived, Usagi was there. Dressed as a bunny.
'How fitting,' he thought and looked to her left. A tall man was clutched onto
her arm, seemingly escorting her. "Must be the new boytoy," he murmured and kept
walking, keeping his eyes on them.
The party went on without a hitch. Occasionally, girls would ask to dance
with Kenji, and he'd dance. After the last toe-stomper, he'd had enough.
Standing from his chair by the window, Kenji made his way over to Usagi.
She was chatting with a couple of the professors from the college.
"Excuse me, miss, may I have this dance?" he asked in a polite and
demure voice. Her gaze shifted to his eyes and he looked away, seemingly shy.
She smiled, "Sure."
And they danced. Kenji never knew Usagi could dance like this. He hadn't
known alot about Usagi.
"So," she began, attempting a conversation, "What's your affiliation with the
University?"
He looked at her and shrugged, "I donate occasionally, and I'm part of the
alumni." It wasn't completely a lie. He was alumni, but as for donating, bah, like he'd
pay them to teach.
She nodded, and kept dancing.
Usagi nodded, trying to figure out how she knew this man. His eyes were
familiar, and there was a tone in his voice she could swear she knew.
The song ended, and Usagi thanked him for the dance. As she was walking
away, her wrist was grabbed.
Sheer panic shot through her. Only one person grabbed her wrist like that.
She turned, fear evident in her paled eyes. "Kenji," she whispered.
He smiled and brought her near. "You know, little bunny, you shouldn't
have run like that. Just remember, I am watching you all the time. Be careful, and
drop the pretty boy unless you want him... inconvenienced."
She nodded and he turned and walked out. Usagi's blood ran cold and she
stood in the middle of the floor, shaking.
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