Disclaimer: I own nothing. NOTHING! Sad, very sad. Yes. I don't even own
the OC's. They're my friend's. You might know her. Hiei's Sexy Lttl Baby.
This is actually her story; I'm just posting it. ^_^;;
"Daddy, Mommy, Ryuna is being means to mes again!" shouted Nishiyori. She ran through the corridors of the mansion, searching for her parents. She decided to track them by their scents. She found them and went to a door. She opened the door and saw what a little girl should never see in her life.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Nishiyori screamed. There on the floor lay her mother and father, in the middle of the room, in a pool of their own blood.
Ryuna appeared next to her sister. She picked her up and let her cry on her shoulder, silent tears streaming down her face. Nishiyori's breathing even out, signifying that the 11-year-old was asleep.
No one else knew what happened that day, and they kept it that way.
~1 year later~
"Will Ryuna Taisho, Sapphire Taisho, Ryua Otosaki, and Yukina Jaganshi please report to the principle's office?"
"Oooo," chimed the class. They were silenced by the girls' death glares. They walked to the principal's office. When they got there, four men were looking at them as they walked into the office.
~At Nishiyori's school~
"Will Nishiyori Taisho report to the office, please?"
Nishiyori walked through the hallways. One thing was on her mind; the only thing that went through her mind ever since that unfaithful day. 'Mom, dad, where are you when I need you the most?'
When she got into the office, a boy about her age was standing there.
"Hi, I'm Higashi," said that little boy, sticking out his hand.
"I'm Nishiyori," she said as she took it.
~At Ryuna's school~
"Well, well ladies. This is the first time you've come to the office for NOT being in trouble," said Mr. Bubbles, the principal.
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Just tell us why we're here," said Ryuna, her tone impatient.
"I need to talk to you after this, but you four will be showing these students around the school. Ryuna, follow me."
Ryuna followed. He led her to his office.
"What?"
"We know about your parents, Ryuna."
She just stood there, too shocked to move.
"Daddy, Mommy, Ryuna is being means to mes again!" shouted Nishiyori. She ran through the corridors of the mansion, searching for her parents. She decided to track them by their scents. She found them and went to a door. She opened the door and saw what a little girl should never see in her life.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Nishiyori screamed. There on the floor lay her mother and father, in the middle of the room, in a pool of their own blood.
Ryuna appeared next to her sister. She picked her up and let her cry on her shoulder, silent tears streaming down her face. Nishiyori's breathing even out, signifying that the 11-year-old was asleep.
No one else knew what happened that day, and they kept it that way.
~1 year later~
"Will Ryuna Taisho, Sapphire Taisho, Ryua Otosaki, and Yukina Jaganshi please report to the principle's office?"
"Oooo," chimed the class. They were silenced by the girls' death glares. They walked to the principal's office. When they got there, four men were looking at them as they walked into the office.
~At Nishiyori's school~
"Will Nishiyori Taisho report to the office, please?"
Nishiyori walked through the hallways. One thing was on her mind; the only thing that went through her mind ever since that unfaithful day. 'Mom, dad, where are you when I need you the most?'
When she got into the office, a boy about her age was standing there.
"Hi, I'm Higashi," said that little boy, sticking out his hand.
"I'm Nishiyori," she said as she took it.
~At Ryuna's school~
"Well, well ladies. This is the first time you've come to the office for NOT being in trouble," said Mr. Bubbles, the principal.
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Just tell us why we're here," said Ryuna, her tone impatient.
"I need to talk to you after this, but you four will be showing these students around the school. Ryuna, follow me."
Ryuna followed. He led her to his office.
"What?"
"We know about your parents, Ryuna."
She just stood there, too shocked to move.