Hate You Like Hell Chapter 7
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Summary of last chapter: Sakura feels a great pang of sympathy for Kenshin ¨C the blonde haired boy with electrifying blue eyes. She doesn¡¯t know what he¡¯s feeling, but she knows he¡¯s in pain¡..why? At first, she thought he was still as annoying as he was, even though her image has completely changed, she will prove, that she is not what she seems¡..not on the outside¡..
~~Chapter 7~~
She stopped, her heart thudded, what was she doing? She was just about to walk back into that recreation room to comfort that ¡..jerk
She shook her head in confusion, but he looked so sad. She couldn¡¯t help herself.
***Kenshin¡¯s POV***
I don¡¯t know what happened, but when I looked at her I saw her, I saw my sister¡..Ma¡¯aya¡.I can¡¯t believe I didn¡¯t save her, I can¡¯t believe that I wasn¡¯t even there to say goodbye¡..
Then I noticed, that I was no longer alone in the room. Someone was here beside me, I could hear deep, steady breaths being inhaled then exhaled, slowly, calmly¡..
¡°Who¡..?¡± I turned abruptly, to see her, she was back in the room with me again. Why? I looked at her, her pale skin shimmered under the dim lighting in the room. I couldn¡¯t believe it, her eyes had lost that fury, they were no longer swirling with dragon flame, they were no longer hard and accusing.
¡°Are you OK?¡± She asked softly, she shuffled awkwardly, I didn¡¯t understand and it looked like she didn¡¯t understand why she was even bothering to talk to me. I felt deep regret that I had been so mean to her, I didn¡¯t mean it. I didn¡¯t mean any of it. I looked at her again, looking hard at her, my vision blurred and I was looking directly at my sister¡..
¡°What¡¯s the matter Kenshin?¡± A melodious voice spoke softly, savoring each syllable of the way my name was said. How welcoming it was to my ears. My sister, was speaking to me, my little sister, seemed to have taken Kinomoto¡¯s place¡..but I forgot that, and soon I was so convinced it was actually my sister¡¯s voice.
Tears were streaming down my face, I could feel the wetness spread down my neck and lowering my head I saw it dripping onto my t-shirt. ¡°Sister¡..Ma¡¯aya¡..¡± I whispered hoarsely, in my mind she smiled as I said that, but in actual fact her face looked shocked, surprised, ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Ma¡¯aya I¡¯m sorry they never told me, they never told me you were going to end up that ill, I¡¯m sorry Ma¡¯aya I could¡¯ve saved you¡..it was my fault it was my fault.¡± I collapsed, towards her, I felt her holding me up as I wept, I had never cried, not when I fell, not when anything happened, except the day she died. Now she had come back to me, and I was weeping in front of her, I felt a comforting hand on my back. A soothing voice whispering to me, comforting me. Fingers stroked away the tears. ¡°Ma¡¯aya, I¡¯m sorry. I never meant to hurt you, I never knew you would actually¡..¡± I struggled to say, phlegm was clogging up my throat. How pathetic I looked I didn¡¯t care, I was safe now, I was with my sister.
My deceased sister, it struck me. Ma¡¯aya was dead, so she couldn¡¯t be the one holding me now. Coming back to reality I looked up, I wanted to break away from this stranger, but in her arms I felt so safe, so warm so¡..home.
It was Kinomoto. I realized it was Kinomoto, who had comforted me, it was Kinomoto that was trying to comfort me. I realized just how pathetic I must have looked to Kinomoto, she must pity me, look down on me. How embarrassing, part of my brain really wanted to break free, push her away and run. But the other part was so happy I was in her warm embrace, her arms wrapped around me, her fingers stroking away the tears, I clutched her shoulders and put my head against her chest¡..
The door smashed open, banging into the white washed walls. The wind had blown it open, but the wind had also brought along Syaoran Li, my best friend¡..feeling the embarrassment start to really churn up in my body, but I didn¡¯t care¡..not for now anyway.
***End of POV***
They were standing there, hugging tightly in the small recreation room. They seemed oblivious to their visitor.
¡°Kenshin.¡± A harsh voice broke the balanced out peace in the air. ¡°What are you doing?!¡± His voice thundered, his tone agitated, Kenshin looked over Sakura¡¯s shoulder and stared. He seemed to realize how foolish she looked and stepped away from her, great pain on his face. Shock, fear.
¡°Um, Li that wasn¡¯t what it looked like, I¡..I¡..I¡..¡± His words stuck in his throats, stuttering. Syaoran Li did not look particularly impressed as he stood tall in the doorway, his gaze fixing on the tear stained face of his friend.
¡°You¡¯re pathetic. Do you know that?¡± His words harsh, stabbing. Kenshin flinched. ¡°You don¡¯t cry your way to win people¡¯s hearts do you know that?! You disgust me!¡± Li uttered, his disgust was truly open in the air.
Kenshin¡¯s face looked bewildered, then it twisted into anger. He opened his mouth to speak¡..
¡°Li. He was doing nothing, and you have no right to talk to anyone like that, I thought you were his best friend. I can see why he was dislikeable at first. It¡¯s your influence isn¡¯t it? He¡¯s a nice person deep down but people like you suppress your emotions, you suppress everything.¡± Sakura¡¯s voice cut in, she turned to face Syaoran, molten lava was practically oozing as she spoke. ¡°I hate you.¡±
To that, Syaoran just laughed, it wasn¡¯t kind laughter, it was manic laughter. If he was upset, he didn¡¯t look it. His hair was swept around with the wind as he looked down at the both of them. ¡°Suit yourself Kenshin. Be weak.¡± He turned to leave.
¡°Li, that really wasn¡¯t what it looked like I was just¡..¡± Kenshin tried to talk to again, Syaoran stopped, but didn¡¯t turn.
¡°You were just pouring out your heart to her, right?¡± Syaoran sneered, his voice distorted with anger. Mocking.
¡°Ma¡¯aya.¡± Kenshin uttered, one word. That was it. It was enough for Syaoran to understand. He turned and looked meaningfully at the two of them. His eyes narrowed as he scanned the expression on the two offending persons¡¯ faces.
***Syaoran¡¯s POV***
It hit me like a tonne of bricks, I felt my anger die down inside of me. Ma¡¯aya, the name brought a flood of guilt. Kenshin hadn¡¯t spoken her name in my presence for six years. He never talked of her, we never talked of her. It seemed to others that we never thought about her, we did¡..just never aloud.
I looked from Kenshin to Kinomoto, I noticed, it was easy to make that mistake. Kinomoto¡¯s eyes were exactly the same as Ma¡¯aya¡¯s¡..the same innocence, the same bubbling fury when she was agitated, she same sparkle of happiness. Even the way she moved was the same. Her face shape too. I didn¡¯t even want to think about it. She hated me. All I wanted to do was leave.
***end of POV***
A/N: Well that¡¯s all for now¡..I might write some more later. That was uncalled for? O.o;;; Not exactly what you would call predictable¡-.-; mainly cuz that¡¯s like katana-chan special of writer¡¯s block! Ok, well please tell me what you think and DON¡¯T FORGET TO REVIEW! I¡¯m going to go and update ALL of my other fics now. I feel proud when I eventually remember to!!!! ^_^ You should make me proud too! REVIEW!