Well not to much to say, so without further ado;
Curtains
Chapter 3
By Duobat
The weekend seemed to go on as normal as could be considered possible in this crazy house. Well besides the fact that the snake still remained missing. That bothered me highly. T.K. had been searching the rooms, usually after school, one a day and extremely thoroughly. Still no sign of the evil reptile. I lost my patience with T.K. on Saturday, claiming if he had never bought the damn thing we wouldn't have this problem, but later forced to apologize with a chocolate milkshake. But other then that things were running smoothly.
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BEEEEP BEEEP BEEEEEP BEEEEEP
I opened my eyes slowly to stare at the ceiling, trying to ignore the blaring noise to my right. It was no use and I raised myself on my elbows in order to be able to reach my clock. It shut off with a click, and I was back in silence. It's been three days. three days without Tai. I lay there, staring at the ceiling, wondering what he was doing, as well as trying to figure out what time it would be in America. I wondered if he had settled in okay, if he had a new best friend already, how many girls were already swarming him. I continued these thoughts until I heard the door open and T.K. poked his head in.
"Are you going to sleep all day?" I turned to the clock, realizing that a half an hour had already passed. Throwing back the covers I jumped out of bed and took off for the shower. I always loved the shower, feeling like I could wash all the bad off of me. All the bad thoughts and bad feelings. But today I was feeling slightly more rushed, seeing how much time I had wasted already, laying in bed.
I couldn't shake the dream I had had last night. It was a happy dream. I was hanging in a bathroom. I had a large grin plastered on my face. My body swung back and forth. Back.and. forth. It was almost mesmerizing. I wondered if anyone would find me. There was no one left to find me. My parents were dead. Tai was gone. I was hanging for my crimes. I had taken the law into my own hands. I had given myself the death penalty. I had told no one of my crimes. But still my mind wouldn't let me forget. I don't think I wanted to forget. I had killed my own mother. How could I forget that?? But then the dream ended, being shattered by that damn alarm clock.
Sitting at the breakfast table I didn't feel too hungry, so I watched T.K. scarf two bowls of whatever sugar coated something he was eating as I picked at a scab on my hand without much thought. I think he may have said something, I wasn't really paying attention. It was colder then usual that morning so I made sure T.K. took a coat. I watched him out the window as Kari ran up to him and gave him a peck on the cheek as they walked hand in hand to school. My car was low on gas and I probably wouldn't make it to school on what was left in the tank. I also wouldn't get paid till tomorrow, meaning that today was going to be a train day. I hated the train, always so crowded, mostly with dirty old men and poor innocent school girls.
Paying my fare, I crowded into a car that was just over its capacity. I could see about two people in front of me was a beautiful girl who was obviously not Asian. Her hair was a pretty chestnut brown and she seemed extremely lost and confused. She seemed about my age and wasn't wearing a high school uniform, which was a good sign. I started pushing my way towards her. Just then she let out a squeak and turned to the man behind her.
"Your groping me!" She said completely furious.
"Sweetie, its like a sport here. All the men do it, consider it a compliment okay?" The train continued on silently but I saw the girl still being upset as a hand slid again up her thigh. When the train pulled to a stop I got out. The same girl from the train also got off. But as I had assumed, my college being in a big business district, the man in the suit had gotten off there as well. I ran up to him grabbing him furiously by the collar and slammed him into a pillar.
"You like to touch girls you old perv? Ever learn what stop means?" With each question I flung him again into the pole. Thinking quickly I grabbed my switchblade in my pocket.
"Trust me, I ever catch you groping another girl," I put my blade right up against his crotch for emphasis, "I will cut off your fucking balls." Just then a tram car police officer came running down the corridor.
"You there! Stop what your doing!" Figuring I didn't need to be involved I shoved the man into the pillar again and with a, "see ya later punk!" I was up the stairs and gone.
School seemed so uneventful compared to that morning. It wasn't until advanced English class that things got interesting. Sitting there, playing with my pencil, waiting for the bell signaling the beginning of class, she walked in. She spotted me in the almost empty classroom and waved. Then she came over.
"Is this seat umm taken?"
"Nah, all yours." She smiled and i noticed how pretty her eyes were. A deep set blue.
"I umm saw what you did for me. Thank you very much umm."
"Matt Ishida."
"Odette Ambler."
"Odette huh? That's not a name you hear around here. ever."
"Yes, I just moved here from France last week. My papa suggested that I study here, since my family has moved here for my papa's job. So I am staying with them while I get my education!" That smile again. "But umm since you were so kind to me please let me take you out to dinner? You can pick the restaurant; I'm not really sure what's around here."
"Nah I couldn't let a girl treat me to dinner."
"But you must! Please it would be an honor Mr. Ishida!" The bell was ringing signaling the start of class.
"Fine I'll meet you at six in front of the train station, and please, call me Matt." She smiled once again and nodded, then turned her head towards the front of the class and be came very intent on the lecture.
My last class that day ended at 3:45 and it was an hour ride on the train home. I got home, and changed. Then I called the Kamiya house, to tell them that I wouldn't be by to get T.K. He would have to walk home himself. He seemed kinda upset but I figured he'd get over it. After everything, I made it back to the train station in front of the school at 5:45. She was there five minuets later. I was almost afraid to approach her, she looked so beautiful. She was wearing a short black skirt with a pretty printed top that had small straps holding it over her well developed chest. He hair was parted on the side, the wider side pulled over towards her ear with a clip. She leaned against a pillar and looked at her watch, probably checking the time. I took a deep breath and casually strolled over to her.
"Odette?" She looked up and smiled. Her eyes were shinning that pretty blue and I felt like I could stare at them all night.
"Matt!" She said happily and gave me a quick hug. "So where are we going?"
"Well there's a nice little restaurant about two blocks over that's nice and casual." She nodded and I started to walk. I heard her behind me, heels tapping on the cement of the stairs and she slipped her hand into mine, and then looked up at me smiling.
Dinner was nice. For someone that had just transferred from France, her Japanese was almost flawless. Apparently her dad had lived in Japan for a while and had taught his kids the language since they were young. He had always dreamed his family would move back there with him. She was extremely smart and was studying to be a veterinarian. The rest of the evening went pretty well. We walked around and she told me about France and al her friends back home. But about eleven I figured I should probably end it and get home to T.K. She agreed that it was getting late and we boarded a nearly empty train car and sat down. We didn't speak too much during the train ride and Odette seemed to almost drift off. But at my stopped I said my goodbye and she grabbed the back of my tee-shirt.
"Matt, please come home with me."
"What?"
"My family, they've gone to Osaka for the weekend to see the cherry blossoms. Please come home with me?" I thought about T.K. being at home by himself. But then, he's sixteen, that's plenty old enough to be by himself. Besides I think I earned a night out. I nodded slightly and sat down. The train sped off again.
About two stops later she grabbed my hand and we walked off the train. Her family had a nice apartment that was only one or two blocks from the station. She led me inside and flicked on the lights. A small kitten came running at her and she smiled and picked him up.
"Victor!" She cried hugging the small thing. It mewled happy and she set it down and it ran off to some corner of the house.
"Umm nice cat."
"That's Victor. We got him just after we moved here. He's such a sweetie. Have a seat." She added, pointing to a couch. She walked over to a cabinet and called out, "Would you like some wine?"
"Sure." I called out, not one to pass up booze, even if it was only wine. Besides French people drink a lot of wine I figured, so I didn't want to be rude by passing it up. She brought over two glasses and the bottle.
"Thank you for coming Matt. I'm happy you would come home with someone who is practically a stranger." She smiled at me and I took a deep sip of my wine. Nodding I watched as she took small sips, something of ladylike. We sat and talked some more of animals and other little things and before I realized it, we had pretty much polished off the bottle. She crawled closer to me on the couch and began rubbing my leg. I blinked and she was straddling my leg and put her lips to mine in a deep kiss, and I was not going to object. She broke the kiss after a minuet and stared up at me, that cute smile on her face once again.
"Matt Ishida, I think I love you!" And with that we were kissing again and she began to tug at my shirt, only breaking the kiss to take it completely off. Then she was working on my pants, and as you may have figured out, I'm not really one to object.
Meanwhile, T.K. had walked home about sevenish. Kari had offered him to stay but he told her he had work to do and that he really needed to find his snake. He hated being at home by himself, it was so lonely, so sad. But tonight seemed like a good time to check Matt's room, since he figured he'd be out pretty late. Matt's room was an absolute mess. He made little clicking noises in hopes of attracting the snake to his view.
"Geeze I might as well just clean his room if I'm going to be in here." He said to no one in particular and started putting all the dirty clothes into the hamper. After about ten minuets he could partially see the floor again. So he made the bed and put stuff back on there shelves, but still no sign of the snake. So T.K. got down on his hands and knees and lifted up the bed sheets. Under the bed was just as big a mess. He pulled out shirt after shirt and began throwing them into the hamper. But then, his hand hit something hard and odd shaped. He pulled back from under the bed, clutching the object. Out in the light he could tell it was a gun. Seemed a little odd for Matt to have, but it wasn't like it was that big a deal. But then there was the odd piece of cloth elastic banded to it. He pulled it off. It was a pretty scarlet color, but there was a big red spot on it. It was only moments before he realized that it was covered in dried blood. Blood? T.K. was worried and felt slightly sick to his stomach and he put the cloth back on the gun and threw it back under the bed. He turned off the light and left Matt's room. Heading into the living room he spied the picture out of the corner of his eye, the one he had taken last with his mother. She was wearing a scarlet dress.
Alright, sorry that took a little longer to type up then I'd hoped but it's been a fairly bad week and such. So I left you a nice little cliff hanger to sit on for the next week. Enjoy. And remember, you read it, you review it!
Curtains
Chapter 3
By Duobat
The weekend seemed to go on as normal as could be considered possible in this crazy house. Well besides the fact that the snake still remained missing. That bothered me highly. T.K. had been searching the rooms, usually after school, one a day and extremely thoroughly. Still no sign of the evil reptile. I lost my patience with T.K. on Saturday, claiming if he had never bought the damn thing we wouldn't have this problem, but later forced to apologize with a chocolate milkshake. But other then that things were running smoothly.
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BEEEEP BEEEP BEEEEEP BEEEEEP
I opened my eyes slowly to stare at the ceiling, trying to ignore the blaring noise to my right. It was no use and I raised myself on my elbows in order to be able to reach my clock. It shut off with a click, and I was back in silence. It's been three days. three days without Tai. I lay there, staring at the ceiling, wondering what he was doing, as well as trying to figure out what time it would be in America. I wondered if he had settled in okay, if he had a new best friend already, how many girls were already swarming him. I continued these thoughts until I heard the door open and T.K. poked his head in.
"Are you going to sleep all day?" I turned to the clock, realizing that a half an hour had already passed. Throwing back the covers I jumped out of bed and took off for the shower. I always loved the shower, feeling like I could wash all the bad off of me. All the bad thoughts and bad feelings. But today I was feeling slightly more rushed, seeing how much time I had wasted already, laying in bed.
I couldn't shake the dream I had had last night. It was a happy dream. I was hanging in a bathroom. I had a large grin plastered on my face. My body swung back and forth. Back.and. forth. It was almost mesmerizing. I wondered if anyone would find me. There was no one left to find me. My parents were dead. Tai was gone. I was hanging for my crimes. I had taken the law into my own hands. I had given myself the death penalty. I had told no one of my crimes. But still my mind wouldn't let me forget. I don't think I wanted to forget. I had killed my own mother. How could I forget that?? But then the dream ended, being shattered by that damn alarm clock.
Sitting at the breakfast table I didn't feel too hungry, so I watched T.K. scarf two bowls of whatever sugar coated something he was eating as I picked at a scab on my hand without much thought. I think he may have said something, I wasn't really paying attention. It was colder then usual that morning so I made sure T.K. took a coat. I watched him out the window as Kari ran up to him and gave him a peck on the cheek as they walked hand in hand to school. My car was low on gas and I probably wouldn't make it to school on what was left in the tank. I also wouldn't get paid till tomorrow, meaning that today was going to be a train day. I hated the train, always so crowded, mostly with dirty old men and poor innocent school girls.
Paying my fare, I crowded into a car that was just over its capacity. I could see about two people in front of me was a beautiful girl who was obviously not Asian. Her hair was a pretty chestnut brown and she seemed extremely lost and confused. She seemed about my age and wasn't wearing a high school uniform, which was a good sign. I started pushing my way towards her. Just then she let out a squeak and turned to the man behind her.
"Your groping me!" She said completely furious.
"Sweetie, its like a sport here. All the men do it, consider it a compliment okay?" The train continued on silently but I saw the girl still being upset as a hand slid again up her thigh. When the train pulled to a stop I got out. The same girl from the train also got off. But as I had assumed, my college being in a big business district, the man in the suit had gotten off there as well. I ran up to him grabbing him furiously by the collar and slammed him into a pillar.
"You like to touch girls you old perv? Ever learn what stop means?" With each question I flung him again into the pole. Thinking quickly I grabbed my switchblade in my pocket.
"Trust me, I ever catch you groping another girl," I put my blade right up against his crotch for emphasis, "I will cut off your fucking balls." Just then a tram car police officer came running down the corridor.
"You there! Stop what your doing!" Figuring I didn't need to be involved I shoved the man into the pillar again and with a, "see ya later punk!" I was up the stairs and gone.
School seemed so uneventful compared to that morning. It wasn't until advanced English class that things got interesting. Sitting there, playing with my pencil, waiting for the bell signaling the beginning of class, she walked in. She spotted me in the almost empty classroom and waved. Then she came over.
"Is this seat umm taken?"
"Nah, all yours." She smiled and i noticed how pretty her eyes were. A deep set blue.
"I umm saw what you did for me. Thank you very much umm."
"Matt Ishida."
"Odette Ambler."
"Odette huh? That's not a name you hear around here. ever."
"Yes, I just moved here from France last week. My papa suggested that I study here, since my family has moved here for my papa's job. So I am staying with them while I get my education!" That smile again. "But umm since you were so kind to me please let me take you out to dinner? You can pick the restaurant; I'm not really sure what's around here."
"Nah I couldn't let a girl treat me to dinner."
"But you must! Please it would be an honor Mr. Ishida!" The bell was ringing signaling the start of class.
"Fine I'll meet you at six in front of the train station, and please, call me Matt." She smiled once again and nodded, then turned her head towards the front of the class and be came very intent on the lecture.
My last class that day ended at 3:45 and it was an hour ride on the train home. I got home, and changed. Then I called the Kamiya house, to tell them that I wouldn't be by to get T.K. He would have to walk home himself. He seemed kinda upset but I figured he'd get over it. After everything, I made it back to the train station in front of the school at 5:45. She was there five minuets later. I was almost afraid to approach her, she looked so beautiful. She was wearing a short black skirt with a pretty printed top that had small straps holding it over her well developed chest. He hair was parted on the side, the wider side pulled over towards her ear with a clip. She leaned against a pillar and looked at her watch, probably checking the time. I took a deep breath and casually strolled over to her.
"Odette?" She looked up and smiled. Her eyes were shinning that pretty blue and I felt like I could stare at them all night.
"Matt!" She said happily and gave me a quick hug. "So where are we going?"
"Well there's a nice little restaurant about two blocks over that's nice and casual." She nodded and I started to walk. I heard her behind me, heels tapping on the cement of the stairs and she slipped her hand into mine, and then looked up at me smiling.
Dinner was nice. For someone that had just transferred from France, her Japanese was almost flawless. Apparently her dad had lived in Japan for a while and had taught his kids the language since they were young. He had always dreamed his family would move back there with him. She was extremely smart and was studying to be a veterinarian. The rest of the evening went pretty well. We walked around and she told me about France and al her friends back home. But about eleven I figured I should probably end it and get home to T.K. She agreed that it was getting late and we boarded a nearly empty train car and sat down. We didn't speak too much during the train ride and Odette seemed to almost drift off. But at my stopped I said my goodbye and she grabbed the back of my tee-shirt.
"Matt, please come home with me."
"What?"
"My family, they've gone to Osaka for the weekend to see the cherry blossoms. Please come home with me?" I thought about T.K. being at home by himself. But then, he's sixteen, that's plenty old enough to be by himself. Besides I think I earned a night out. I nodded slightly and sat down. The train sped off again.
About two stops later she grabbed my hand and we walked off the train. Her family had a nice apartment that was only one or two blocks from the station. She led me inside and flicked on the lights. A small kitten came running at her and she smiled and picked him up.
"Victor!" She cried hugging the small thing. It mewled happy and she set it down and it ran off to some corner of the house.
"Umm nice cat."
"That's Victor. We got him just after we moved here. He's such a sweetie. Have a seat." She added, pointing to a couch. She walked over to a cabinet and called out, "Would you like some wine?"
"Sure." I called out, not one to pass up booze, even if it was only wine. Besides French people drink a lot of wine I figured, so I didn't want to be rude by passing it up. She brought over two glasses and the bottle.
"Thank you for coming Matt. I'm happy you would come home with someone who is practically a stranger." She smiled at me and I took a deep sip of my wine. Nodding I watched as she took small sips, something of ladylike. We sat and talked some more of animals and other little things and before I realized it, we had pretty much polished off the bottle. She crawled closer to me on the couch and began rubbing my leg. I blinked and she was straddling my leg and put her lips to mine in a deep kiss, and I was not going to object. She broke the kiss after a minuet and stared up at me, that cute smile on her face once again.
"Matt Ishida, I think I love you!" And with that we were kissing again and she began to tug at my shirt, only breaking the kiss to take it completely off. Then she was working on my pants, and as you may have figured out, I'm not really one to object.
Meanwhile, T.K. had walked home about sevenish. Kari had offered him to stay but he told her he had work to do and that he really needed to find his snake. He hated being at home by himself, it was so lonely, so sad. But tonight seemed like a good time to check Matt's room, since he figured he'd be out pretty late. Matt's room was an absolute mess. He made little clicking noises in hopes of attracting the snake to his view.
"Geeze I might as well just clean his room if I'm going to be in here." He said to no one in particular and started putting all the dirty clothes into the hamper. After about ten minuets he could partially see the floor again. So he made the bed and put stuff back on there shelves, but still no sign of the snake. So T.K. got down on his hands and knees and lifted up the bed sheets. Under the bed was just as big a mess. He pulled out shirt after shirt and began throwing them into the hamper. But then, his hand hit something hard and odd shaped. He pulled back from under the bed, clutching the object. Out in the light he could tell it was a gun. Seemed a little odd for Matt to have, but it wasn't like it was that big a deal. But then there was the odd piece of cloth elastic banded to it. He pulled it off. It was a pretty scarlet color, but there was a big red spot on it. It was only moments before he realized that it was covered in dried blood. Blood? T.K. was worried and felt slightly sick to his stomach and he put the cloth back on the gun and threw it back under the bed. He turned off the light and left Matt's room. Heading into the living room he spied the picture out of the corner of his eye, the one he had taken last with his mother. She was wearing a scarlet dress.
Alright, sorry that took a little longer to type up then I'd hoped but it's been a fairly bad week and such. So I left you a nice little cliff hanger to sit on for the next week. Enjoy. And remember, you read it, you review it!