The Remedy, Ch. 2
by Nyassa Kaiba
Notes: Okay, second chapter. We're going to do some from Emily's POV, and then go where no fanfic has gone before, into the mind of all starz coach Judy. Ready? Here goes!
~Emily~
The pizza seemed to have lost it's flavor that night. "Mmmmmm!" Tyson sighed, patting his stomach. "That was good! Are all pizzas in New York this Delicious?"
"If you think that's good," Steve grinned. "You should taste the stuff in my hometown, New Haven. Wooster Street is known all over the world for it's pizza! I've seen people from as far away as China go out to Wooster Street for business dinners!"
"You haven't eaten much Em." Michael said gently. "Normally you eat as much of this stuff as Steve does."
"I'm just not very hungry." I sighed.
"But I'd have thought that after singing solo you'd have an appitite big enough to eat a whole Tryhorn!" Eddy protested.
"Hey! Don't eat my bitbeast!" Steve protested.
"It's an expression." I said boredly.
"Was it something Mariah said to you?" Max asked gently.
"How did you know that?"
"Rei said something about it." Max answered, he paused to take a dainty bite of his pizza. "Rei was asking Mariah if she'd say something about it after the concert. Mariah said that she wasn't so sure about taking the issue up with you. I guess you weren't so interested."
"I'm no lesbian whore! How dare she even ask!" I said vehemently, crossing my arms on my chest.
"Wait a minute! Mariah's a lesbian?" Steve demanded. "I thought she was with Rei!"
"Shhhhh!!!" Max hissed. "Rei was covering for her. You know how nervous Mariah can get!"
"I've heard." Michael sighed. "Emily, tell me that you at least were POLITE when you said no to her!" He said irritably.
"Since when have YOU worried about manners?" I demanded. "I'm no lesbian whore and I let her know it!"
Tyson growled. "And why do you think that all Lesbians are prostitutes?" He demanded.
"Um... Judy, I have to go outside." Emily's mom said nervously. "Emily, I'll see you when you get home."
"WAIT! Hikari!" Judy got up and followed her.
~Judy~
"Hikari." I said gently, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Are you alright?"
"Judy, how can I tell her, about when we were kids and... and we were..."
"Easy, we'll get Max and Emily into the same room, away from the other Blade Breakers and All Starz, and we'll tell them, everything, including when Voltaire's boy, Malus attacked you, and went to jail. It's simple."
"Things are never that simple Judy. How can I tell Emily when she won't accept people like me. Judy, she KNOWS that somethings up! I never got married, and she's probably tried to search my room for birth control too. I found the usual sort of places in my room, places a child would immediately guess as a hiding place, rifled through. She knows that SOMETHING is up! What if she... what if she doesn't..." Hikari threw her arms around me and started sobbing into my shoulders. There was the doctor's diagnosis of post partum depression. Had that been more serious? It wasn't enough that Malus had been locked up, and his 2 year old son, Tala, transferred to the foster care of his grandfather. That didn't change Hikari's illness. That didn't change the fact that she was a lesbian, that she'd been violated, or that her one daughter, the light of her life, had turned against her.
"Hikari, it will be alright, okay? I don't want you to cry. If you need any help, I'll come over with Max and we can explain things to Emily. Just wait a little longer okay? Maybe Emily will begin to realize how many people, including her own mother, she's hurting by saying the things she is! I'm sure she doesn't mean it!"
"I hope so." Hikari pulled back, nodding.
"So don't cry." I said gently.
Hikari wiped her tears on her sleeve. "I won't!"
"Pinky promise?" I asked, using the phrase we would say when we were kids.
"Pinky promise." She said, returning the shake.
~tbc~
Awwww!!!
One of the things that I like best about Beyblades is the way they portray the adults behaving in a sensible fashion. Mrs. Kamiya in Digimon Season 1, and Ken's Mother in Season 2, really bothered me. It seemed that in Broadcast Anime, Growing up=Growing dumb. That's a depiction that, as an artist and a writer, really bothers me.
I have all these colleges to research. *Sigh* Anybody know an art school that doesn't already require you to be an acomplished artsit to get in?
by Nyassa Kaiba
Notes: Okay, second chapter. We're going to do some from Emily's POV, and then go where no fanfic has gone before, into the mind of all starz coach Judy. Ready? Here goes!
~Emily~
The pizza seemed to have lost it's flavor that night. "Mmmmmm!" Tyson sighed, patting his stomach. "That was good! Are all pizzas in New York this Delicious?"
"If you think that's good," Steve grinned. "You should taste the stuff in my hometown, New Haven. Wooster Street is known all over the world for it's pizza! I've seen people from as far away as China go out to Wooster Street for business dinners!"
"You haven't eaten much Em." Michael said gently. "Normally you eat as much of this stuff as Steve does."
"I'm just not very hungry." I sighed.
"But I'd have thought that after singing solo you'd have an appitite big enough to eat a whole Tryhorn!" Eddy protested.
"Hey! Don't eat my bitbeast!" Steve protested.
"It's an expression." I said boredly.
"Was it something Mariah said to you?" Max asked gently.
"How did you know that?"
"Rei said something about it." Max answered, he paused to take a dainty bite of his pizza. "Rei was asking Mariah if she'd say something about it after the concert. Mariah said that she wasn't so sure about taking the issue up with you. I guess you weren't so interested."
"I'm no lesbian whore! How dare she even ask!" I said vehemently, crossing my arms on my chest.
"Wait a minute! Mariah's a lesbian?" Steve demanded. "I thought she was with Rei!"
"Shhhhh!!!" Max hissed. "Rei was covering for her. You know how nervous Mariah can get!"
"I've heard." Michael sighed. "Emily, tell me that you at least were POLITE when you said no to her!" He said irritably.
"Since when have YOU worried about manners?" I demanded. "I'm no lesbian whore and I let her know it!"
Tyson growled. "And why do you think that all Lesbians are prostitutes?" He demanded.
"Um... Judy, I have to go outside." Emily's mom said nervously. "Emily, I'll see you when you get home."
"WAIT! Hikari!" Judy got up and followed her.
~Judy~
"Hikari." I said gently, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Are you alright?"
"Judy, how can I tell her, about when we were kids and... and we were..."
"Easy, we'll get Max and Emily into the same room, away from the other Blade Breakers and All Starz, and we'll tell them, everything, including when Voltaire's boy, Malus attacked you, and went to jail. It's simple."
"Things are never that simple Judy. How can I tell Emily when she won't accept people like me. Judy, she KNOWS that somethings up! I never got married, and she's probably tried to search my room for birth control too. I found the usual sort of places in my room, places a child would immediately guess as a hiding place, rifled through. She knows that SOMETHING is up! What if she... what if she doesn't..." Hikari threw her arms around me and started sobbing into my shoulders. There was the doctor's diagnosis of post partum depression. Had that been more serious? It wasn't enough that Malus had been locked up, and his 2 year old son, Tala, transferred to the foster care of his grandfather. That didn't change Hikari's illness. That didn't change the fact that she was a lesbian, that she'd been violated, or that her one daughter, the light of her life, had turned against her.
"Hikari, it will be alright, okay? I don't want you to cry. If you need any help, I'll come over with Max and we can explain things to Emily. Just wait a little longer okay? Maybe Emily will begin to realize how many people, including her own mother, she's hurting by saying the things she is! I'm sure she doesn't mean it!"
"I hope so." Hikari pulled back, nodding.
"So don't cry." I said gently.
Hikari wiped her tears on her sleeve. "I won't!"
"Pinky promise?" I asked, using the phrase we would say when we were kids.
"Pinky promise." She said, returning the shake.
~tbc~
Awwww!!!
One of the things that I like best about Beyblades is the way they portray the adults behaving in a sensible fashion. Mrs. Kamiya in Digimon Season 1, and Ken's Mother in Season 2, really bothered me. It seemed that in Broadcast Anime, Growing up=Growing dumb. That's a depiction that, as an artist and a writer, really bothers me.
I have all these colleges to research. *Sigh* Anybody know an art school that doesn't already require you to be an acomplished artsit to get in?