Title: Walking Wounded
Chapter 10: Voices
Genre: Suspense, Romance
Rating: R for violence, language, and graphic scenes
Author's Notes: FINALLY! I have a day off of work and my internet
cut out, so I'm writing. I have no clue where I'm going with this, but
I have a basic plan for the story. Or at least the end of it.
This is going out to Sadako-chan, Emma, and Glass_Mermaid.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything involved in the story except for
the basic idea of it. Don't sue me because I'm trying to save my
money to go to Florida. After that, you can, but I'd prefer it if you
didn't.
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"So maybe I am bound by fate
A problematic scarring induced by hate
It never seems to all pan out
Is that what all this teaching is needed to scout
You seemed to have a bad effect
Your rules and contradictions I would neglect
Though not my fault, you made me feel
Like my own education wasn't truly real
Then you came right in, tearing out my soul
How could all this loss, be your only goal
I'm left standing here, desperate in the cold
Since you took your life, mine has not been whole
So there I stood, a scolded child
The reasons never questioned, my pain's been filed
Inside this place that makes me feel
I learned life is unfair and that is very real
While you try to overcome the lesson
Making the most of those questions
That just keeps me guessing
I'm looking longer, harder, further
Than I ever have
Solitude breaking me down
You always seemed glad to put me down
And stick me in that little pit
Personal growth as a child that mattered not a bit
Then I became the person that you hated most
Disrepecting the father, son and holy ghost
A small example of what the things
You've done to me have changed in my little life
And changed the things I'll never be
I'll never be."
-Flaw "Whole"
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Usagi stared straight ahead as Ikuko drove to the
Juuban Shopping Centre. She turned her head and gazed out
the window. A bad feeling had been fermenting in her stomach,
and she glanced in her mirror. A car was behind them. Just a
car.
'There's alot of cars behind us. Stop worrying, Usa,'
she thought to herself.
As her mother wove her way into the parking area
of the shopping centre, and into a space, Usagi's thoughts
darkened.
'I hope he's not here.'
Four hours and twenty-six minutes later, the girls
made their way to the food court. They both had one thing
on their mind; curry.
Her mother walked to the kiosk to get some and
wore a mask of annoyance at the line. She turned to Usa
and shot her a look of mock anger and jokingly gazed at
her watch.
Usagi grinned and chuckled to herself. She let
her gaze fall to her abdomen and then to the bags containing
clothing for the child she and Kenji shared.
'Kenji...' she thought darkly, unable to erase him from
her mind. He damaged her in ways that no other man would.
As a shadow fell across her and made it's way into
the seat adjacent to her, she smiled and put the bag down.
"I guess the line wasn't as long as you thought, you're
back quickly enough. Is the curry that bad today, or the service
that fast?"
"Neither," came a voice Usagi had been dreading
since the party. Her head snapped up, and her hair, which had
grown in the months away from him, fell about her petite form.
"I just missed my favourite rabbit."
Usagi's lip trembled in fear and her eyes widened as
recognition seemed to beat her about the head. The contempt
in her voice masked the beating of her heart, which she
was sure he could hear, "I'm not your favourite anything. What
the hell do you want?"
"Just my bunny back. The house is empty without
you."
The green eyes, set perfectly into his still-handsome
face betrayed nothing. They were amused and glittering as
emeralds. "Well, Kenji, the house can stay empty for all I
care. I'm not going back." She had to catch herself before
she said that he would have to kill her before she'd go back.
"Usagi, I don't think you realize something. You're
mine. Not Chiba's. You're not a Tsukino. You're a Masayoto."
He leaned closer to her, and she could smell the mint of his
gum, "And as a Masayoto woman, you are bound to do what
I fucking want, when I fucking want it. Understand?"
She smiled slightly, "That's too bad, Masayoto. I
seem to have lost the ring you gave me. You know the one,
the cheap gumball machine engagement ring that I was to
wear on my middle finger? Yeah, so no one would know a
goddamned thing about your little slave when I was out of
the house."
His eyes darkened to a forest green and he
grabbed her hand. "You better learn one thing, Usagi. You
are mine, whether you're wearing a ring or bearing my child.
By the way, how is little Kenji? Safe and warm in his mommy's
womb, without the contempt and danger of the world set upon
him. Maybe this one will make it through your pregnancy. Kami
knows the last one was just a little bitch like you, who couldn't
even hold on to the last thread of life."
Tears sprung to her eyes, and she fought to keep
herself in check. "Are you threatening my child?"
"Not Kenji Junior, just you. Dump Chiba and get
your ass back home."
"Not a chance, Masayoto. See, you're wrong about
something. I'm a Tsukino. We fight for what we want, and we
don't abuse our wives and girlfriends to get it. So fuck off."
He growled under his breath and muttered expletives.
Glancing up, he stood and began to walk away. Circling the
table, he squatted at her side. "Usagi, I don't think you
remember who you're fucking with." With that, he took out
a knife and cut her hand. A small cut, but nonetheless, he
had injured her enough to bleed. "You are mine, dead or
alive." With that, he stood and walked into the crowd.
Usagi changed the bandage around her hand.
Explaining that to her mother had been difficult. She had
settled for it being an old cut, and it had opened.
As she made her way to her bedroom, she
patted her stomach. Sitting on her bed, she brushed her
long hair, now to her mid back. As she mechanically
brushed, she murmured to her unborn child words of
comfort and love.
Before she fell asleep that night, the last words
out of her small pink lips were, "I'll do what it takes to
keep us safe from him."
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Sorry it's so short, I needed to do it because it foreshadows
the upcoming 5-7 chapters. Reviews would make me a happy
monkey, so review me!
Chapter 10: Voices
Genre: Suspense, Romance
Rating: R for violence, language, and graphic scenes
Author's Notes: FINALLY! I have a day off of work and my internet
cut out, so I'm writing. I have no clue where I'm going with this, but
I have a basic plan for the story. Or at least the end of it.
This is going out to Sadako-chan, Emma, and Glass_Mermaid.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything involved in the story except for
the basic idea of it. Don't sue me because I'm trying to save my
money to go to Florida. After that, you can, but I'd prefer it if you
didn't.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"So maybe I am bound by fate
A problematic scarring induced by hate
It never seems to all pan out
Is that what all this teaching is needed to scout
You seemed to have a bad effect
Your rules and contradictions I would neglect
Though not my fault, you made me feel
Like my own education wasn't truly real
Then you came right in, tearing out my soul
How could all this loss, be your only goal
I'm left standing here, desperate in the cold
Since you took your life, mine has not been whole
So there I stood, a scolded child
The reasons never questioned, my pain's been filed
Inside this place that makes me feel
I learned life is unfair and that is very real
While you try to overcome the lesson
Making the most of those questions
That just keeps me guessing
I'm looking longer, harder, further
Than I ever have
Solitude breaking me down
You always seemed glad to put me down
And stick me in that little pit
Personal growth as a child that mattered not a bit
Then I became the person that you hated most
Disrepecting the father, son and holy ghost
A small example of what the things
You've done to me have changed in my little life
And changed the things I'll never be
I'll never be."
-Flaw "Whole"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Usagi stared straight ahead as Ikuko drove to the
Juuban Shopping Centre. She turned her head and gazed out
the window. A bad feeling had been fermenting in her stomach,
and she glanced in her mirror. A car was behind them. Just a
car.
'There's alot of cars behind us. Stop worrying, Usa,'
she thought to herself.
As her mother wove her way into the parking area
of the shopping centre, and into a space, Usagi's thoughts
darkened.
'I hope he's not here.'
Four hours and twenty-six minutes later, the girls
made their way to the food court. They both had one thing
on their mind; curry.
Her mother walked to the kiosk to get some and
wore a mask of annoyance at the line. She turned to Usa
and shot her a look of mock anger and jokingly gazed at
her watch.
Usagi grinned and chuckled to herself. She let
her gaze fall to her abdomen and then to the bags containing
clothing for the child she and Kenji shared.
'Kenji...' she thought darkly, unable to erase him from
her mind. He damaged her in ways that no other man would.
As a shadow fell across her and made it's way into
the seat adjacent to her, she smiled and put the bag down.
"I guess the line wasn't as long as you thought, you're
back quickly enough. Is the curry that bad today, or the service
that fast?"
"Neither," came a voice Usagi had been dreading
since the party. Her head snapped up, and her hair, which had
grown in the months away from him, fell about her petite form.
"I just missed my favourite rabbit."
Usagi's lip trembled in fear and her eyes widened as
recognition seemed to beat her about the head. The contempt
in her voice masked the beating of her heart, which she
was sure he could hear, "I'm not your favourite anything. What
the hell do you want?"
"Just my bunny back. The house is empty without
you."
The green eyes, set perfectly into his still-handsome
face betrayed nothing. They were amused and glittering as
emeralds. "Well, Kenji, the house can stay empty for all I
care. I'm not going back." She had to catch herself before
she said that he would have to kill her before she'd go back.
"Usagi, I don't think you realize something. You're
mine. Not Chiba's. You're not a Tsukino. You're a Masayoto."
He leaned closer to her, and she could smell the mint of his
gum, "And as a Masayoto woman, you are bound to do what
I fucking want, when I fucking want it. Understand?"
She smiled slightly, "That's too bad, Masayoto. I
seem to have lost the ring you gave me. You know the one,
the cheap gumball machine engagement ring that I was to
wear on my middle finger? Yeah, so no one would know a
goddamned thing about your little slave when I was out of
the house."
His eyes darkened to a forest green and he
grabbed her hand. "You better learn one thing, Usagi. You
are mine, whether you're wearing a ring or bearing my child.
By the way, how is little Kenji? Safe and warm in his mommy's
womb, without the contempt and danger of the world set upon
him. Maybe this one will make it through your pregnancy. Kami
knows the last one was just a little bitch like you, who couldn't
even hold on to the last thread of life."
Tears sprung to her eyes, and she fought to keep
herself in check. "Are you threatening my child?"
"Not Kenji Junior, just you. Dump Chiba and get
your ass back home."
"Not a chance, Masayoto. See, you're wrong about
something. I'm a Tsukino. We fight for what we want, and we
don't abuse our wives and girlfriends to get it. So fuck off."
He growled under his breath and muttered expletives.
Glancing up, he stood and began to walk away. Circling the
table, he squatted at her side. "Usagi, I don't think you
remember who you're fucking with." With that, he took out
a knife and cut her hand. A small cut, but nonetheless, he
had injured her enough to bleed. "You are mine, dead or
alive." With that, he stood and walked into the crowd.
Usagi changed the bandage around her hand.
Explaining that to her mother had been difficult. She had
settled for it being an old cut, and it had opened.
As she made her way to her bedroom, she
patted her stomach. Sitting on her bed, she brushed her
long hair, now to her mid back. As she mechanically
brushed, she murmured to her unborn child words of
comfort and love.
Before she fell asleep that night, the last words
out of her small pink lips were, "I'll do what it takes to
keep us safe from him."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sorry it's so short, I needed to do it because it foreshadows
the upcoming 5-7 chapters. Reviews would make me a happy
monkey, so review me!