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Hello Optical Illusion! You asked for longer chapters, and so it shall be done! Well, I know that this chapter isn't that long, but it's a tiny bit longer than the next. Infact, I added two chapters at the same time... so that should make up for it (I hope). Thank you very very very much for being such a faithful reader! Your reviews mean bunches to me, along with everyone elses. I'd also like to thank everyone who has every reviewed my story! Fifty reviews! I thought this day would never come! ::Does my little victory dance:: On with the story:
She sat down cautiously, trying to be strong by showing no fear. During the period, she acted as she didn't even notice him. Although she could feel him staring at her.
She let out a loud sigh of relief as soon as the bell rang, and dashed for the door. Before she was completely liberated, she felt someone grab her elbow.
Kira let out a small yelp.
"I'm sorry about this weekend. Can I talk to you for a minute?" Brian asked her, she could hear the desperation in his voice.
"I have to get to class, please let me go!" Kira insisted. She tried to tug her arm away from him, but he was too strong.
"Okay, then I'll talk to you later Kira... After art club," Brian said before letting her go and walking down the hall.
Kira watched him as he walked down the hall. How could he think that after what he did, well tried to do, she would actually hear him out. She frowned and then moved off to her next class.
"Omigod Kira are you all right?" Harumi gushed as soon as Kira got close enough to their lunch table to hear her.
Kira, flushed a bit an nodded. She'd never had a friend like Harumi, and thought that she'd never get used to it.
Harumi then got up, ran to her and threw her arms around Kira's small body.
"I'm so sorry! I should have been there! Damn that Brian! I swear that if I every get my hands on him I will kick his ass!!!!!" Harumi babbled as she squeezed Kira and swayed her back and forth.
"I'm all right, I'm fine! Harumi you're chocking meeee!" Kira gasped.
Harumi let go immediately. "I'm sorry! I was just so worried about you!"
"Yeah, I was too," Tatsuya said from the table.
Kira simply smiled at them.
She and Harumi then sat down in front of Rei and Tatsuya.
"Hey, Kira," Rei said to her.
"Hello," she replied cheerily.
"He hasn't bothered you today right? Because if he does just let me know and I'll take care of him," Rei said warningly, clenching his fists until his knuckles turned white.
"No he hasn't," Kira lied. She felt a little guilty about it, but decided that it was for the best. She knew that another fight in the same month would look really bad on Rei's record.
"Good," Rei replied.
"Um, I have art class today after school. Do you think that maybe you could wait up for me and take me home?" Kira asked him shyly.
"Sure, no problem," Rei said. He was glad that they got to spend so much time together despite the fact that he had to work.
They spent the rest of the lunch period as they would any other. Brian's name was not mentioned again.
The rest of the day went quickly, and before Kira knew it the last bell rang and it was time for her to go to art club.
When she walked into the art room she noticed that everyone was already seated, including Brian.
She was a little unnerved, but acted as normally as possible.
"Hello, sorry to be late," Kira said apologetically. She took her role as art club president very seriously. She knew that the freshman members looked up to her, and tried to set a good example.
The other members didn't seem to mind. Most of the members were girls, and only joined because they thought that Kira would bring Rei in to pose for them.
She carried out the meeting as she would any other. The members painted and she went around and helped them.
The meeting went by quickly, and was over in two hours. As usual Kira cleaned up the room after everyone left.
"Today's meeting was good. Have I ever told you what a good leader you are? Perhaps you should consider being an art teacher," Brian said casually as he stood by the door.
Kira behaved as if she had not heard his remark and continued to sweep the floor.
"I know that what I did over the weekend was wrong. I'm really sorry," Brian added. "I don't know what I was thinking."
"You're sorries are getting a little old Brian," Kira said coldly without looking at him.
"You've changed a lot since junior high school," he said as he moved from his position by the door and walked towards her.
Kira's face faltered, and she almost dropped the broom in her hand.
"What are you talking about?" she asked, arching one eyebrow.
"Don't you remember me?" Brian asked her, acting as if he were surprised and hurt.
"No, of course you wouldn't," Brian said, answering his own question. "I was morbidly obese, a loner... Nobody other than the people that picked on my noticed me. Then again, no one really noticed you either. You're no different from the Kira back then who always stayed in the lunchroom during recess. You can pretend that everything is fine now, but you know where you belong," Brian added thoughtfully. His tone of voice was chilling.
Kira acted as if she didn't hear him, although deep down she was feeling very uncomfortable.
"We're perfect for each other... Kindred spirits, as most would say," Brian said softly. He gently stroked her hair.
She kept her eyes locked to the floor, studying the swirls in the white marble tiles.
"You haven't told him have you?" Brian asked accusingly, pulling his hand away from her after feeling her tremble.
"Told him what?" Kira asked him, her voice quivering. She silently wished that she could hide underneath a rock.
"You don't have to lie to me. I know everything. I know why you cried when you had to dance boys. I know why you flinched whenever a boy touched you, or even talked to you. It's surprising that no one else noticed. The signs were so clear," he said tauntingly, placing his hand over hers on the top of the broom. "How did it feel Kira? Were you scared at night? Fearing that your father would come into your room and..."
"Get out," Kira said strongly, her voice stone cold, and very silent. Her lips in a tight frown. She looked up, directly into his olive green eyes.
"I thought that this would be your reaction. How long can you run from the truth?" Brian asked as he headed for the door. "You're not the only one who's been abused. I know how you feel Kira. Nobody else feels your pain like I do. We're perfect for each other. I'll be here when you realize it."
When the door slammed she dropped her broom. One tear traveled down her smooth cheek, soon to be followed my many others.
Authors Note: Yay! Again, you guys are the coolest ::hands out doughnuts::. So, what did you guys think? Kinda surprising isn't it? Hmmm... What happens next? You'll have to come back when I update to find out. Thanks again for reading! You guys know what to do, please review! Reviewing wont hurt you, it won't give you cancer, ulcers, or heartburn. Click that button!!!... please
Hello Optical Illusion! You asked for longer chapters, and so it shall be done! Well, I know that this chapter isn't that long, but it's a tiny bit longer than the next. Infact, I added two chapters at the same time... so that should make up for it (I hope). Thank you very very very much for being such a faithful reader! Your reviews mean bunches to me, along with everyone elses. I'd also like to thank everyone who has every reviewed my story! Fifty reviews! I thought this day would never come! ::Does my little victory dance:: On with the story:
She sat down cautiously, trying to be strong by showing no fear. During the period, she acted as she didn't even notice him. Although she could feel him staring at her.
She let out a loud sigh of relief as soon as the bell rang, and dashed for the door. Before she was completely liberated, she felt someone grab her elbow.
Kira let out a small yelp.
"I'm sorry about this weekend. Can I talk to you for a minute?" Brian asked her, she could hear the desperation in his voice.
"I have to get to class, please let me go!" Kira insisted. She tried to tug her arm away from him, but he was too strong.
"Okay, then I'll talk to you later Kira... After art club," Brian said before letting her go and walking down the hall.
Kira watched him as he walked down the hall. How could he think that after what he did, well tried to do, she would actually hear him out. She frowned and then moved off to her next class.
"Omigod Kira are you all right?" Harumi gushed as soon as Kira got close enough to their lunch table to hear her.
Kira, flushed a bit an nodded. She'd never had a friend like Harumi, and thought that she'd never get used to it.
Harumi then got up, ran to her and threw her arms around Kira's small body.
"I'm so sorry! I should have been there! Damn that Brian! I swear that if I every get my hands on him I will kick his ass!!!!!" Harumi babbled as she squeezed Kira and swayed her back and forth.
"I'm all right, I'm fine! Harumi you're chocking meeee!" Kira gasped.
Harumi let go immediately. "I'm sorry! I was just so worried about you!"
"Yeah, I was too," Tatsuya said from the table.
Kira simply smiled at them.
She and Harumi then sat down in front of Rei and Tatsuya.
"Hey, Kira," Rei said to her.
"Hello," she replied cheerily.
"He hasn't bothered you today right? Because if he does just let me know and I'll take care of him," Rei said warningly, clenching his fists until his knuckles turned white.
"No he hasn't," Kira lied. She felt a little guilty about it, but decided that it was for the best. She knew that another fight in the same month would look really bad on Rei's record.
"Good," Rei replied.
"Um, I have art class today after school. Do you think that maybe you could wait up for me and take me home?" Kira asked him shyly.
"Sure, no problem," Rei said. He was glad that they got to spend so much time together despite the fact that he had to work.
They spent the rest of the lunch period as they would any other. Brian's name was not mentioned again.
The rest of the day went quickly, and before Kira knew it the last bell rang and it was time for her to go to art club.
When she walked into the art room she noticed that everyone was already seated, including Brian.
She was a little unnerved, but acted as normally as possible.
"Hello, sorry to be late," Kira said apologetically. She took her role as art club president very seriously. She knew that the freshman members looked up to her, and tried to set a good example.
The other members didn't seem to mind. Most of the members were girls, and only joined because they thought that Kira would bring Rei in to pose for them.
She carried out the meeting as she would any other. The members painted and she went around and helped them.
The meeting went by quickly, and was over in two hours. As usual Kira cleaned up the room after everyone left.
"Today's meeting was good. Have I ever told you what a good leader you are? Perhaps you should consider being an art teacher," Brian said casually as he stood by the door.
Kira behaved as if she had not heard his remark and continued to sweep the floor.
"I know that what I did over the weekend was wrong. I'm really sorry," Brian added. "I don't know what I was thinking."
"You're sorries are getting a little old Brian," Kira said coldly without looking at him.
"You've changed a lot since junior high school," he said as he moved from his position by the door and walked towards her.
Kira's face faltered, and she almost dropped the broom in her hand.
"What are you talking about?" she asked, arching one eyebrow.
"Don't you remember me?" Brian asked her, acting as if he were surprised and hurt.
"No, of course you wouldn't," Brian said, answering his own question. "I was morbidly obese, a loner... Nobody other than the people that picked on my noticed me. Then again, no one really noticed you either. You're no different from the Kira back then who always stayed in the lunchroom during recess. You can pretend that everything is fine now, but you know where you belong," Brian added thoughtfully. His tone of voice was chilling.
Kira acted as if she didn't hear him, although deep down she was feeling very uncomfortable.
"We're perfect for each other... Kindred spirits, as most would say," Brian said softly. He gently stroked her hair.
She kept her eyes locked to the floor, studying the swirls in the white marble tiles.
"You haven't told him have you?" Brian asked accusingly, pulling his hand away from her after feeling her tremble.
"Told him what?" Kira asked him, her voice quivering. She silently wished that she could hide underneath a rock.
"You don't have to lie to me. I know everything. I know why you cried when you had to dance boys. I know why you flinched whenever a boy touched you, or even talked to you. It's surprising that no one else noticed. The signs were so clear," he said tauntingly, placing his hand over hers on the top of the broom. "How did it feel Kira? Were you scared at night? Fearing that your father would come into your room and..."
"Get out," Kira said strongly, her voice stone cold, and very silent. Her lips in a tight frown. She looked up, directly into his olive green eyes.
"I thought that this would be your reaction. How long can you run from the truth?" Brian asked as he headed for the door. "You're not the only one who's been abused. I know how you feel Kira. Nobody else feels your pain like I do. We're perfect for each other. I'll be here when you realize it."
When the door slammed she dropped her broom. One tear traveled down her smooth cheek, soon to be followed my many others.
Authors Note: Yay! Again, you guys are the coolest ::hands out doughnuts::. So, what did you guys think? Kinda surprising isn't it? Hmmm... What happens next? You'll have to come back when I update to find out. Thanks again for reading! You guys know what to do, please review! Reviewing wont hurt you, it won't give you cancer, ulcers, or heartburn. Click that button!!!... please