Yeah.. same note as all the other chapters. R and R please.
This is from Kat's perspective.
I was so tired for some apparent reason. The past seven hours I had been arguing to my demonic half why I should be able to socialize with whomever I wanted, including humans. We were both standing by our own points of view. I finally used the one aspect of this life she knew she couldn't retaliate against.
"You know, it's not like there are other demons out there! Humans are all we have for right now!"
She was dead. Dead silent. Dead inside. I could feel her anger rising and her hate growing. Yet, I also felt a great deal of depression and sadness.
"You're right," she chuckled finally after a few stabbing moments of silence. "You are completely right. I can't. remember. and every time I try, I get nothing. Maybe, there are others out there, like us. Demonically gifted and humanly challenged. There has to be someone out there that understands us, knows us. I just don't think that mortals are the best to be with. I can't explain but I know that they will just betray us and hurt us."
"I know because I feel it too. But we can't be afraid all of our life to try to connect with someone. Now let's just give it a rest. Let's see. We got back at about two in the morning and now it's.. nine?! Shit! We must have been chewing each other out all morning. I didn't even notice the sun come out."
"I'm sorry," she said abruptly. "I hate this. I didn't know that once we joined together that I'd feel your emotions too. I also didn't know that I'd lose all of my damn memory. Now all we have is each other to rely on. Is that sad?"
"I don't think so. But I'm kinda tired. I'm going to go to bed for a few hours, see if I can't-" I was cut off by the knocking at my door. People never came anywhere near my house. Ever. It startled me a bit. But I managed to compose myself to answer the door. Standing there was Yugi. What the hell was he doing here?
Yugi's perspective:
"Come on in," she said softly, sounding very surprised. "I wasn't expecting company. Please sit down." She gestured towards on of the three chairs in her living room while she sat in another. I didn't know what to say for a moment. I was mostly confused. There was no way, just no way that she was the person I was looking for.
"Uhhh.. so how long have you lived here?" That was all I could force out. I could tell that she didn't expect me to ask her that. "I've lived here with my father ever since I was seven." She had a father. That means she couldn't be who I was looking for. I knew it! "Where is your father right now?"
She looked down and to the side. I could almost see some sort of tear come to her eye. "He died. A year ago. Lung cancer. He gave it a good fight, I suppose. But what can you do?"
I felt extremely sad for her. "You live here alone now then?"
"Yes. I have for the past year. It's not as bad as people think. But I try to look at this way. It's better than anywhere I've ever lived before."
That sentence. That statement that she had lived in places worse than this was beyond me. I had to know more, just like I had to know more the night before. I inquired, "What do you mean by that?" The next thing she said shocked me more than anything.
"Well, before I was living here with my father, I was in an orphanage. It was cold, hard, cruel. He was my adoptive father. He saved me, I suppose, from being completely alone and scared all of the time." "Did you ever try and find your real family?" I asked bluntly. I wanted to know whether she had wondered about us, just like Grandpa wondered about her.
"No. I didn't want to. Why go look for someone who didn't want to have anything to do with you whatsoever? My real parents probably could have given a damn about me." Right then, as she spoke, I could see the cruelty in her eyes, however hurt they looked. At this point, it looked as though she had hardened herself to the world and only now I knew.
"Yugi, if I may ask, what are you doing here to begin with?" I can't blame her for wanting to know that. After all, it was early in the morning and I had just come by unexpectedly. But I was frightened to tell her, for fear that she would not react well. I knew I had to though.
I didn't know what to say. I was going back and forth between two options. I could just tell her about Gramps and the letter from the adoption agency or I could always say, 'I'm your brother.' No, that wouldn't work. I decided on the first option.
"A few months ago, my grandpa fell into a coma." She stared at me for a second, trying to put together the pieces. "I'm terribly sorry about that."
"He's okay now. He made a full recovery. But he said he wanted to straighten his life completely out so that if anything.. did..happen, it would happen with no worries. See, he was trying to find someone.."
I trailed off, looking down at her hardwood floors. They were beautiful redwood. I just now realized that her house was incredibly nice. Beautiful but dark with secret, just like her. I knew I had to tell her, one way or another.
"He told me that he asked to find someone. And he did. It gave us this address." She still looked at me blankly. I knew that I had to tell her, now or never I thought. "He told me about how I had a younger twin sister when I was born, that she was given up for adoption right after. Then they gave us this address and said that she was adopted to here."
Kat's perspective:
No. This couldn't be it. This couldn't be. He had to be wrong. Yugi had to be wrong. No. He couldn't be right. I looked at him, straight into his eyes with utter disbelief. I didn't know what to say, how to compose myself. All the pain I had felt in the past, every hateful thought I ever had towards my family came flooding back, only for a second though. It rushed away, melted like butter. Now I had but one thing to say to him.
"And what are you doing here?" I asked him. He looked at me with a seemingly sad look of hope shot down.
"I thought that I should meet you. You are my sister after all. Please don't be angry with me. I can only imagine what you must be feeling. But I really just wanted to meet you so that we can.."
"Can what?! Did your grandfather tell you how I was sent to that wretched home for the accursed?! I was left at a church! Abandoned! My family didn't want me then and it took me years to get over it, that no one would ever come looking for me. But now... do you want to explain to me what you want me to say because I sure as hell would like to know!" I didn't mean to explode like that. Feeling all that hurt again at once was too much. I couldn't have kept it inside me much longer. "I'm sorry, Yugi. I don't know what you are looking for. If you want your sister, then you have her right here. But if you want something more than that, I don't know what to say. I don't know what to do after this."
He only looked at me, about to cry. I felt so bad for all that I had just said to him. "I would like it if you came back to my grandfather's shop with me," he said, choking back his tears. I knew that if I didn't agree, he would cry. So I said, "I think I'd like to meet our grandfather." He smiled one of his gorgeous smiles. I didn't know what I was getting myself into, right then and there but I did know that it made me feel happy.
I was so tired for some apparent reason. The past seven hours I had been arguing to my demonic half why I should be able to socialize with whomever I wanted, including humans. We were both standing by our own points of view. I finally used the one aspect of this life she knew she couldn't retaliate against.
"You know, it's not like there are other demons out there! Humans are all we have for right now!"
She was dead. Dead silent. Dead inside. I could feel her anger rising and her hate growing. Yet, I also felt a great deal of depression and sadness.
"You're right," she chuckled finally after a few stabbing moments of silence. "You are completely right. I can't. remember. and every time I try, I get nothing. Maybe, there are others out there, like us. Demonically gifted and humanly challenged. There has to be someone out there that understands us, knows us. I just don't think that mortals are the best to be with. I can't explain but I know that they will just betray us and hurt us."
"I know because I feel it too. But we can't be afraid all of our life to try to connect with someone. Now let's just give it a rest. Let's see. We got back at about two in the morning and now it's.. nine?! Shit! We must have been chewing each other out all morning. I didn't even notice the sun come out."
"I'm sorry," she said abruptly. "I hate this. I didn't know that once we joined together that I'd feel your emotions too. I also didn't know that I'd lose all of my damn memory. Now all we have is each other to rely on. Is that sad?"
"I don't think so. But I'm kinda tired. I'm going to go to bed for a few hours, see if I can't-" I was cut off by the knocking at my door. People never came anywhere near my house. Ever. It startled me a bit. But I managed to compose myself to answer the door. Standing there was Yugi. What the hell was he doing here?
Yugi's perspective:
"Come on in," she said softly, sounding very surprised. "I wasn't expecting company. Please sit down." She gestured towards on of the three chairs in her living room while she sat in another. I didn't know what to say for a moment. I was mostly confused. There was no way, just no way that she was the person I was looking for.
"Uhhh.. so how long have you lived here?" That was all I could force out. I could tell that she didn't expect me to ask her that. "I've lived here with my father ever since I was seven." She had a father. That means she couldn't be who I was looking for. I knew it! "Where is your father right now?"
She looked down and to the side. I could almost see some sort of tear come to her eye. "He died. A year ago. Lung cancer. He gave it a good fight, I suppose. But what can you do?"
I felt extremely sad for her. "You live here alone now then?"
"Yes. I have for the past year. It's not as bad as people think. But I try to look at this way. It's better than anywhere I've ever lived before."
That sentence. That statement that she had lived in places worse than this was beyond me. I had to know more, just like I had to know more the night before. I inquired, "What do you mean by that?" The next thing she said shocked me more than anything.
"Well, before I was living here with my father, I was in an orphanage. It was cold, hard, cruel. He was my adoptive father. He saved me, I suppose, from being completely alone and scared all of the time." "Did you ever try and find your real family?" I asked bluntly. I wanted to know whether she had wondered about us, just like Grandpa wondered about her.
"No. I didn't want to. Why go look for someone who didn't want to have anything to do with you whatsoever? My real parents probably could have given a damn about me." Right then, as she spoke, I could see the cruelty in her eyes, however hurt they looked. At this point, it looked as though she had hardened herself to the world and only now I knew.
"Yugi, if I may ask, what are you doing here to begin with?" I can't blame her for wanting to know that. After all, it was early in the morning and I had just come by unexpectedly. But I was frightened to tell her, for fear that she would not react well. I knew I had to though.
I didn't know what to say. I was going back and forth between two options. I could just tell her about Gramps and the letter from the adoption agency or I could always say, 'I'm your brother.' No, that wouldn't work. I decided on the first option.
"A few months ago, my grandpa fell into a coma." She stared at me for a second, trying to put together the pieces. "I'm terribly sorry about that."
"He's okay now. He made a full recovery. But he said he wanted to straighten his life completely out so that if anything.. did..happen, it would happen with no worries. See, he was trying to find someone.."
I trailed off, looking down at her hardwood floors. They were beautiful redwood. I just now realized that her house was incredibly nice. Beautiful but dark with secret, just like her. I knew I had to tell her, one way or another.
"He told me that he asked to find someone. And he did. It gave us this address." She still looked at me blankly. I knew that I had to tell her, now or never I thought. "He told me about how I had a younger twin sister when I was born, that she was given up for adoption right after. Then they gave us this address and said that she was adopted to here."
Kat's perspective:
No. This couldn't be it. This couldn't be. He had to be wrong. Yugi had to be wrong. No. He couldn't be right. I looked at him, straight into his eyes with utter disbelief. I didn't know what to say, how to compose myself. All the pain I had felt in the past, every hateful thought I ever had towards my family came flooding back, only for a second though. It rushed away, melted like butter. Now I had but one thing to say to him.
"And what are you doing here?" I asked him. He looked at me with a seemingly sad look of hope shot down.
"I thought that I should meet you. You are my sister after all. Please don't be angry with me. I can only imagine what you must be feeling. But I really just wanted to meet you so that we can.."
"Can what?! Did your grandfather tell you how I was sent to that wretched home for the accursed?! I was left at a church! Abandoned! My family didn't want me then and it took me years to get over it, that no one would ever come looking for me. But now... do you want to explain to me what you want me to say because I sure as hell would like to know!" I didn't mean to explode like that. Feeling all that hurt again at once was too much. I couldn't have kept it inside me much longer. "I'm sorry, Yugi. I don't know what you are looking for. If you want your sister, then you have her right here. But if you want something more than that, I don't know what to say. I don't know what to do after this."
He only looked at me, about to cry. I felt so bad for all that I had just said to him. "I would like it if you came back to my grandfather's shop with me," he said, choking back his tears. I knew that if I didn't agree, he would cry. So I said, "I think I'd like to meet our grandfather." He smiled one of his gorgeous smiles. I didn't know what I was getting myself into, right then and there but I did know that it made me feel happy.