Tempest

The look of horror on her face was evident on Kisa face now devoid of the innocent blush from just a few seconds earlier.  Kisa made a vein attempt to straighten up her dress as she glance briefly towards Haru.  The game was over for both.

"I can't believe this…why…She's only a child for heaven's sake, Hatsuharu!"  yelled the visibly shaken woman .

"Momma…please…" Kisa begun.

"Shut up! I won't hear any excuses from you. Get up and go to Room"  Her mother replied coldly.

Kisa stood but did not make any further attempts to move. She glanced again towards anxiously seeking for some reassurance that he'd be ok.  He smiled reaching out for her  hand and grasping it in his.

"Kisa! I said Get moving NOW" her mother commanded louder than before.

Kisa  bit her lips fighting back the tears that threatened to spill over. She sigh heavily holding on to Haru's hand for comfort.  Haru gently rubbed  her hand and nodded to her. 

"But Haru-onii-chan…" she protested.  Haru give her a stern look and than smiled and that was all she needed before she took off.  In a second she was gone leaving Haru to face her mother's fury.

"It's not her fault, aunt Youko. " he started.

" I don't care who the hell started it but I plan on putting a stop to it now."  She cut him off.

" I won't have her hurt again…she might not understand why I try so hard to steer her in the right direction but I am not about to have her hurt again"

"Hatsuharu, do not come around her again.  You are not welcome in my house. Do you understand."

Haru stood facing her with fist clenched to his side. His knuckles were pale and face visibly redden.  His black person leering on the fringes ready to explode at any moment.  In any other situation he might have taken out his adversary without hesitation but something kept him back; perhaps was respect or concern about Kisa and what she'd have to face at home with her mother later.  Whatever it was, kept black haru at bay.

"I don't want Akito-san to hurt her, you understand right?" Youko continue her voice getting increasingly shaken.

"I care for her a lot and wouldn't let that happened" Haru responded.

"you're still a child yourself;  even us adults have little power against the head of the clan so don't fool yourself in thinking you can protect her from his wrath. '  Youko said bitterly remembering the time she was unable to do anything for her daughter when she had been brutally beatened by Akito.  She couldn't even file a police report.  Everything was kept under wrap as not to draw unwanted attention to their family.

"Like I said, You're no longer welcomed in my house" Youko finished.  With that she was gone.  Haru stood suddenly painfully aware of the strong ginko scent permeating through the cool autumn air.  For the first time their special spot felt overbearing and suffocating.  What was once a spot of pleasant memory had turned into their own undoing.  He sighed heavily kicking a nearby ginko nut laying at his feet.  Shrugging his shoulder he placed his hands into his jacket  and headed in the opposite direction from the honke.  He needed time to figure this out.

To be continue

A/N sorry for short chapter but I'll update with longer one next time.  So do you like? Let me know!