Standing in the Rain
By: Rei Tamashii
Author's Notes: I forgot to mention but I don't own R.K. Anyhow please review and the romance is going to come later in the story.
This chapter is the memories Aoshi is having as he sleeps.
And don't forget to review people! Oh and PS. Hitomi is a young girl who is a part time student at the school!
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"I don't want her!" She screeched. Her black hair in a mess. Her green eyes blazing in pure hatred as she threw the child at him. "This was your fault! You brought a brat into my life!"
He never got why he even dated her.
"Well I don't want her neither! I have an image to keep!"
The cry at his leg made him pity the young baby girl and picked her up in his arms. There was a cut on her forehead and blood trickled down to her eyes and the bridge of her nose. Staining her eyesight, Aoshi wiped the blood off. Yet the girl continued to cry.
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"Daddy, how come I'm always in here? And where's mom?" The young girl asked with innocent eyes.
"Because you were a mistake." He replied as he brushed his fingers through the locks of his daughter's hair. She sat in his lap with a yellow gown, the only bright color in her small room.
"A mistake?" She asked.
**** Only when she was nine was she given a name. Yana Akori. He had got it from books. And since his daughter was as beautiful as the name, he had blessed her with it.
When she was nine was she started her training with all of the Wabun gang. But often it had always been him and her. When war had finally reached their area, Aoshi had been driven out of his daughter's life and ignored her.
When the bombs came on and flames burst the city, was Yana locked into her room and kept there. And as the horrible sounds reached her ears painfully was she to cry and beg for release and comfort but nothing had been given to her.
Yana sat in her room and her legs curled under her. She was only eleven and who could blame her. The shadows and the flames outside her windows frightened her. Shouting and cruses and screams filled the ear and Yana painfully tried to cover her ears with her palms to block out the horrifying sounds. She was about to scream herself if she hadn't felt the sudden pull of someone lifting her up in their arms.
She opened her eyes and saw her father, carrying her out. But for some reason her mind screeched out that this man who was carrying her away was not her father. Yana kicked the man in his face and landed in a cat like grace on the floor and started running. If she could just pass the weapon room and get a sword or even a dagger, she could kill the man. However she felt herself be lifted even before she could reach the corner. Yet it was another faceless man who did not feel like she knew them.
Yana beated him with her fists and kicks and ran off to the weapon room. An open sword came in the moonlight, shining and winking at her.
"She went that way!"
With no time to think, Yana dashed into the weapon room and ran quickly. Once her hand touched the hilt, she felt a surge fill her body with energy. A question popped into her mind.
"Why was no one saving her?"
Everyone told her that she was a prized person, so why was no one trying to save her? Why was everyone else fighting outside instead of fighting people from getting her. Someone hooked their hands on her lips muffling her scream and her sight became blurry.
Than she remembered that she was holding a sword without it's sheet. With a quick flick of her wrist, Yana drew the blade into the man's throat.
She had killed someone. She watched as the blood trickled down, sparkling a dark ruby red in the moonlight. Slowly as the wound began to grow, the blood came towards Yana's feet. Yana could not scream, she felt as if the air in her lungs had been squeezed out and she could not cry out. Yana fell to her knees and clutched her heart. The pain inside hurt so much. She watched as the blood made a circle around her and danced around her.
After the battle that night, dawn arose and the victors returned home.
Aoshi stumbled and passed a hallway when he realized that his daughter's door was swung open. He peered inside to see no one. With eyes wide he started running around swinging doors open like a mad man. Where was she?
He passed by the weapon room and saw the door wide open. He could see a quarter of a blade winking at him. Aoshi took one step in and the strong clone of blood filled his nose.
"Daddy?" Her voice seemed so far away and lost. Aoshi took another step inside and saw that a blade of a sword was at the throat of a man. His daughter was kneeling down in a large puddle of dark blood which stained her cream colored legs and skirt. Her hands clutched at her chest as if it burnt in fury.
"What happened?" He tried to make his voice caring and worry but it turned ice cold. The sorrow on Yana's face deepened and she swallowed a lump in her throat.
"I.I killed him."
And that was the beginning.
To Be Continued.
Author's Notes- Comments? Questions? Flames? Anything? Anyhow review and tell me what you think of this chapter. The next chapter is when Aoshi wakes up from his dream.
By: Rei Tamashii
Author's Notes: I forgot to mention but I don't own R.K. Anyhow please review and the romance is going to come later in the story.
This chapter is the memories Aoshi is having as he sleeps.
And don't forget to review people! Oh and PS. Hitomi is a young girl who is a part time student at the school!
****
"I don't want her!" She screeched. Her black hair in a mess. Her green eyes blazing in pure hatred as she threw the child at him. "This was your fault! You brought a brat into my life!"
He never got why he even dated her.
"Well I don't want her neither! I have an image to keep!"
The cry at his leg made him pity the young baby girl and picked her up in his arms. There was a cut on her forehead and blood trickled down to her eyes and the bridge of her nose. Staining her eyesight, Aoshi wiped the blood off. Yet the girl continued to cry.
****
"Daddy, how come I'm always in here? And where's mom?" The young girl asked with innocent eyes.
"Because you were a mistake." He replied as he brushed his fingers through the locks of his daughter's hair. She sat in his lap with a yellow gown, the only bright color in her small room.
"A mistake?" She asked.
**** Only when she was nine was she given a name. Yana Akori. He had got it from books. And since his daughter was as beautiful as the name, he had blessed her with it.
When she was nine was she started her training with all of the Wabun gang. But often it had always been him and her. When war had finally reached their area, Aoshi had been driven out of his daughter's life and ignored her.
When the bombs came on and flames burst the city, was Yana locked into her room and kept there. And as the horrible sounds reached her ears painfully was she to cry and beg for release and comfort but nothing had been given to her.
Yana sat in her room and her legs curled under her. She was only eleven and who could blame her. The shadows and the flames outside her windows frightened her. Shouting and cruses and screams filled the ear and Yana painfully tried to cover her ears with her palms to block out the horrifying sounds. She was about to scream herself if she hadn't felt the sudden pull of someone lifting her up in their arms.
She opened her eyes and saw her father, carrying her out. But for some reason her mind screeched out that this man who was carrying her away was not her father. Yana kicked the man in his face and landed in a cat like grace on the floor and started running. If she could just pass the weapon room and get a sword or even a dagger, she could kill the man. However she felt herself be lifted even before she could reach the corner. Yet it was another faceless man who did not feel like she knew them.
Yana beated him with her fists and kicks and ran off to the weapon room. An open sword came in the moonlight, shining and winking at her.
"She went that way!"
With no time to think, Yana dashed into the weapon room and ran quickly. Once her hand touched the hilt, she felt a surge fill her body with energy. A question popped into her mind.
"Why was no one saving her?"
Everyone told her that she was a prized person, so why was no one trying to save her? Why was everyone else fighting outside instead of fighting people from getting her. Someone hooked their hands on her lips muffling her scream and her sight became blurry.
Than she remembered that she was holding a sword without it's sheet. With a quick flick of her wrist, Yana drew the blade into the man's throat.
She had killed someone. She watched as the blood trickled down, sparkling a dark ruby red in the moonlight. Slowly as the wound began to grow, the blood came towards Yana's feet. Yana could not scream, she felt as if the air in her lungs had been squeezed out and she could not cry out. Yana fell to her knees and clutched her heart. The pain inside hurt so much. She watched as the blood made a circle around her and danced around her.
After the battle that night, dawn arose and the victors returned home.
Aoshi stumbled and passed a hallway when he realized that his daughter's door was swung open. He peered inside to see no one. With eyes wide he started running around swinging doors open like a mad man. Where was she?
He passed by the weapon room and saw the door wide open. He could see a quarter of a blade winking at him. Aoshi took one step in and the strong clone of blood filled his nose.
"Daddy?" Her voice seemed so far away and lost. Aoshi took another step inside and saw that a blade of a sword was at the throat of a man. His daughter was kneeling down in a large puddle of dark blood which stained her cream colored legs and skirt. Her hands clutched at her chest as if it burnt in fury.
"What happened?" He tried to make his voice caring and worry but it turned ice cold. The sorrow on Yana's face deepened and she swallowed a lump in her throat.
"I.I killed him."
And that was the beginning.
To Be Continued.
Author's Notes- Comments? Questions? Flames? Anything? Anyhow review and tell me what you think of this chapter. The next chapter is when Aoshi wakes up from his dream.