Disclaimer- Look leave me alone eh? I didn't do anything, I don't own YYH. But yes I own Kim and Yoshiko. Don't forget the rest of the original characters, Okay, get it, got it, good.
Kurama- I'm definatly not gonna read this chapter.
Hiei- why not? Isn't Kimi sweet?* smirk*
Kuro- Kurama, don't worry, I swear I won't rip on ya after this chap. Doggy scouts honnor!
Hiei- *sweat drop*
Kurama- Okay.... *sigh*
( I fixed this chapter agan, it wasn't very great. It didn't explain much and there were a lot of spelling errors. My microsoft word isn't working. I apologize for any discomfort or anger your probally feeling.)
- thank you people that were kind enough to review chapter 2. Special thanks to Hiei's-Demented-Mercenary. I had read one of your story's and it helped me write this chapter. I was inspired, unfortunatly it kicked me in the ass while I was reading it. Thanks again for your support. I really needed it.
' I also apologize about changing Hiei's personality a bit, but he's still pretty agressive in later chapters.. He's only nice to his daughter just in case you people are wondering.'
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Walking in shadows of what he used to be
Chapter 3-Tramatized
Kimi was in the kitchen, still starring at the shattered glass on the tiled floor.She had acidently bumped the porcelin fox when she had been getting a plate. Its peices were scattered along the floor, shimmering in the light.
Standing there she hadn't seen Kurama run into the kitchen. He stared at the glass on the floor, Kimi raised her head from the recage. Looking sadly into Kurama's emerald eyes. She lost her voice as he began to speak. Quietly at first, then he lost it.
The kitchen was small. On the wall there were beautifl wavy designs. That made up a blurry forest image.And the floors had emerald green tiles.
The kichen looked more like a small forest or garden. With all the plants Kurama kept. There were hanging plants along side of a lone wall in the back of the kitchen. And a view flower pots on the couters. A mixture of red roses and herbs.
"I diddn't do it!!! The fox did!!"Kimi exclaimed trying to blame it on her imagenary friend.As Kurama glared at her. He was steaming, she broke a one of his favorite nick nacks. The fact she blammed it on a fox, pissed him off even more. She had been trying his patience alot lately. He had been kind, but this was the final straw. He had been too leniant. Trying to win her trust more than anything.
His mother had given it to him for his birthday a few years ago, it was a clear glass fox. Something he charished deeply. It was an excellent peice of work.
"Bed," He simply said trying not to swear at her. " no sweets for a week," he bit his lip. She was just standing there like a deer in headlights. Scarred more than anything.
Hiei then arived on the scene, "What's," he started before seening the mess. "OH DEAR FUCKIN GOD!!!" He cried out seeing the glass on the floor. He had nearly stepped on the glass but stopped himself. It was scattered well on the floor.
"You heard me, Bed", Kurama narrowed his eyes ignoring Hiei's comment. "It was an accident," Kimi said starring at the ground. "it was", she stated looking him in the eye, trying not to cry.
"Bed," He said again. "you have school in the morning anyway" He stated. "Fine," Kimi growled as she turned to walk out. Leaping over the broken glass she landed in the doorway, muttering all kinds of curses. Things a five year old shouldn't say. She then left.
"Night," Hiei said simply as he watched her stalk out off the kitchen. He couldn't bring himself to say anything more. She really must have struck a nerve, its not very easy to piss Kurama off.
"Kurama, I'll replace it", Hiei said as he watched his friend walk over to a cabnit and take out a small dust pan and brush.
"I'ts alright." Kurama said as he crouched down beside the mess and began to sweep it up." I just wish she'd be more careful." He said not taking his eyes of his task.
"She should be," Hiei muttered as he crossed his arms and continued watching Kurama sweep up the mess.
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Next morning
Kimi woke up quarter to eight. Within fifteen minutes time she was ready. Her school uniform wasn't washed so she wore a dark purple sleevles shirt, with a long sleeved crismson red shirt with large white cuffs. The collar of her shirt was high, covering her entire neck.
The rims of her purple shirt were black, as well as her pants. Dark colors were something she had come acustomed to. Standing infront of her bedroom mirror she brushed her hair.Which cascaded down to her hips. She always wore it down.
Her fathers influence led her to liking dark colors over bright ones.It wasn't just dark colors, but she love ice cream. Something her dad always reffered to as sweet snow.
She finished brushing her hair, it was a little stactic but she didn't really care. With everything else done, she scrambled around to get her school stuff together.Kimi then made her way down stairs and out the door without a word. Mornings weren't her favorotite part of the day.
Kurama and Hiei were still sleeping, she thought but they had watched her leave the house. Kurama was going to say something about the way the child was dressed but let her leave without saying a thing. Kimi was to busy running out the door to see the two in the kitchen. She didn't even want to look at the two, she was still steaming alittle because of last night. More like one thirty this morning.
She found herself standing in front of the porch, picking at the dirt with her feet. Standing out, waiting for the bus was always this boring though. It always came late.
Shuffling her feet around in the dirt, she scowled deeply as she waited for the bus. With the way she was dressed, it looked as if she was about to go into battle. But it was a nice outfit, persent able, in her opinion. It felt better than wearing her uniform. (in this story, kindergardeners wear uniforms. okay on with the story.)
Raising her head to the sky, she smiled as she put her hands in her pockets. The sun was out, and she could hear birds all around her. Closing her eyes she embraced the warmth the sun was giving off. It felt nice on her pale face, it always made her feel a little better.
Turning her head to the road, she smiled deeply as she spotted the bus as it pulled up to the house.
Quickly she ran to the bus. The driveway was a little long, paved with stone. Carfully she skidded to a hault in front of the doors of the bus. They slid open, allowing her to step up the steps.
Nodding her head to the bus driver she continued to smile as she walked down the long isle of the bus. Towards the back of the bus she saw her friend stand up.
"Hey Kimi, over here!!" Her friend called happily as Kimi sighed. She was glad that her friend was here today, she wasn't around on friday.
Sitting down, Kimi turned to her hyperactive friend. "Hi," Yoshiko smiled and to two then engaged in conversation on what they had done over the weekend.
They had talked throughout the entire bus ride, and didn't realize it until the bus stopped at the school.
They both walked off the bus, side by side. Both happy with each others company.
Kimi trudged into school, with her friend at her side. Somehow her friend made her feel better, and made her forget about Kurama and her father for the time being. She smiled to herself, today was going to be a good day, she was sure of it now...
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She had only been in school for two hours before she had to go to the bathroom. The teacher excused the kindergardener and gave her a pass. She didn't need to be walked to the bathroom, it was just down the hall and to the left. The teacher wouldn't have escorted her anyway though.
She walked down the hall, taking her time. It was quiet, everyone was in their classrooms. The school went from kindergarden to eighth grade.
Starring down at the ground, she stepped over cracks and counted the spots on the tiles. Making pictures in her mind. It was fun for her just to imagen things while she walked.
Up a head there were a few guys, just waiting for her to pass. Everyone, it seemed gave her trouble about her strange looks. Teachers were discusted, Students from all grades hurrassed her, but it hadn't gone any farther than name calling. With all the names she had been called she still held her head up high, not being ashamed of the way she looked. It would take a lot to get her to run away like a baby.
She only had one friend, Yukiko. That was all she needed. Her friend always stood up for her when the other kids called her names and pushed her around. Kimi was the only kid in the entire school with two different colored eyes and freakish hair. Something about her, it screamed pick on me, I dare you.
A couple of guys were standing beside the bathroom. They were fourth graders. The one boy with wild redish orange hair, she reconized when she raised her head. It was Jiro Kuwabara.
She shifted nervously as she kept walking. Deep down she was afraid that they were gonna pick on her again. But she wouldn't back down now. It was just name calling wasn't it?
The boy raised his head from his friends, hearing footsteps in the hall. He grinned evilly as he looked at Kimi.The look in the boys eyes made Kimi's stomach turn, knotting up something awfull. It was beginning to make her sick.
"Gaki, walking." he remarked as his two friends laughed. They all glared at Kimi. She swollowed hard, her breathe catching in her throat as they started walking towards her. It would be over soon she breathed almost silently.
Kimi stood her ground, and waited for the insults to come. Everynight she went home and cried. School was terrible. Everyone was against the five year old. Except her friend.But that was all she had. Everything had been shitty, school, home, everything for her. Nothing could deliver her from this, she couldn't fight back. And everything, the insults the harrasment, it all hit her like a ton of bricks.
Standing in front of Kimi, The one black haired boy snickered. "What a retard." The brunett scoffed smirking something nasty the girls way.. Kimi reconized him too, Kazou. The boy with black hair, his name was Keiji.
The boys were all taller than her, but it didn't seem toregister in her brain. But stayed barried deep in her mind as she stood there.
Kimi growled deep in her throat, as she tried to walk way but Keiji through her into the locker that was next to her. She had been walking near the lockers, and standing only inches away from them.
She winced closing her eyes as her head met the locker. With a sickening thud but she hadn't been knocked out by the impact. Raising her head she got to see Jiro's fist before it met her face.
Tears threatened to fall from her eyes, when he hit her again, her head hitting the locker hard from the impact. Jiro was just getting a little revenge on the little girl, his father had told him terrible things about her father. What he was doing was simply payback for all the bulshit and suffering her father had put his father along with many others through...
Before she could try and escape, Keiji knee'd her in the stomach, making her fall to her knee's. She couldn't breath let alone protest against this beating. It just keeps comming, she whimpered softly.
This continued a while, the blows kept comming. She tried to ignore her pain, trying to hold it in. She was too proud to break down now. She couldn't give them the satisfaction.
Wincing, she felt him hit her again. Ignoring her bruised cheek, she moved her head to look at him. Quickly, he struck her again, knocking her head back into the locker. Her head was throbbing, the locker was hard. And with her head being hit so many times. It would have been normal for her to have a concusion by now.
Her jaw snapped, when he hit her the seventh time. She took the beating, keeping what Kurama had said to her in mind. 'it takes guts, to take blows and not fight back.' There was more to it but she wasn't going to think about it. She wasn't even sure that was what he actually said. Kurama was always saything things to boost up her low spirits. And give her the courage she had despiratly needed. But at times like these his words gave her hope.
Kimi prayed it would all be over soon, She nearly cried when the pain from the blows began to sink in. Unfortunatly she was surrounded. Three to one, she thought to herself in horror. She knew that there were three guys but they had all taken there turns, and sometimes hitting her all at once.
The brunett kicked her in the face, nearly shattering her nose.Falling back down on the tiled floor she weezed as blood oozed from her nose. She didn't even have the strength to stop the blood pouring from her nose. In her mind she thought this was the end. The blood from her nose and mouth ran down her face, alot of it was on the cuffs of her shirt. The once white cuffs were now a deep crimson in most areas.
What had she done to deserve this? she thought as she tried to get up from her knees.
"Hey shrimp," One of the boys laughed as he kicked her side.Smirking his friend chimed in, "Red,blue eyed freak!!" His friend laughed.
Slowly Kimi got to her feet. She was out numbered, three to one. Kurama always said to her, fighting never solved anything. She scoffed as the thought hit her.
One of the boys took it as an insault and knee'd her in the stomach. Another boy, the one to the red heads side punched her in the eye.
Kimi let them push her around, untill they said someting that struck one of her valued nerves. " Her families full of freaks!" Jiro remarked.
Kimi had gotten to her feet, staggering slightly, finding support in the locker behind her. She wouldn't cry, she would stand and fight. The red head tried to kick her again, but surprisingly she ducked and delivered a kick to the groan.
Her mind went blank, out of rage. She had no idea of what she was doing. Kimi was acting out of instinct. She wasn't taught anything when it came to fighting. It wasn't her first language as her father would comment. She couldn't fight, it was something that wasn't in her survival manuel.
The boy was sitting on the ground clutching and crying over his testicles. He was screaming for his mommy in a high voice. It carried down the hall in an echo. Kimi clutched her fists tightly, holding them down at her sides. Lowering her head she laughed softly as she nearly fell to the ground.
"What are you laughin at gaki?" The brunett scowled. Kimi stood there in front of him, skaking with fear.Raising her head, quickly she took her fist and punched the kid in the nose. He had been close to her face, in a range she could hit him.She had nearly hit his nose with her palm. That would have killed him.
The blood splatted on her and on the floor, when her tiny fist hit his nose. Alot of the blood was on her though. It could still be seen through her dark cloths. She watched as the boys wimpered and favored their injuries. While the third ran off, afraid of what kind of pain the little girl would inflict on him
Just then, she came out of her trance. Just in time to see a teacher walking towards her. She was still holding her bloody fist out. Not being able to comprehend what had happened. And not knowing what had happened.
The women was tall, wearing a suit and tie. Her hair was tied back in a tight bun, as her glasses hung off her face. She looked old, around mid fortys range. Her brown locks were streaked grey and white.
"I-I-I," she stammered. "You what? Started a fight! That's what! I'm calling your parents!!" The teacher yelled at Kimi, sending shivers down the small girls spine. She had been shaking as it was, and was now having trouble walking. The fourth grade teacher was even scarrier than Kurama and her dad combined..
"THEY STARTED IT!!" Kimi retorted, standing her ground, nearly falling over.. Obviously the teacher was going to take the boys's word over hers, she thought with a heavy sigh.
She was really light head, with all the blood that she was seeing she thought she was going to throw up.
In a blink of an eye, the teacher gripped Kimi's, and was now glarring the girl straight in the eye. She didn't care that the girl was only in kindergarden. It was old enough.
The teacher gripped Kimi's wrist, and forced her to face her. Taking her palm, she slapped Kimi across the face. Leaving the child shocked and confused. She then dragged Kimi down to the princibles office.
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Hiei- That was harsh!!"
Kurama- Yeah it was.
Kimi- it hurt alot too!!* whines rubbing left cheak*
Kuro- this whole lot'll make sense later so keep your pants on, (puts a steak over Kimi's eye) You'll be alright..
Kuro- please review, if you people think this chapter was a little ruff. Let me know. Well as I said, please read and review. Even if you have to flame, I can take it. I know I diserve it. I think I should watch it on the violence, thats why I think I boosted the rating from G to R.
Kurama- I'm definatly not gonna read this chapter.
Hiei- why not? Isn't Kimi sweet?* smirk*
Kuro- Kurama, don't worry, I swear I won't rip on ya after this chap. Doggy scouts honnor!
Hiei- *sweat drop*
Kurama- Okay.... *sigh*
( I fixed this chapter agan, it wasn't very great. It didn't explain much and there were a lot of spelling errors. My microsoft word isn't working. I apologize for any discomfort or anger your probally feeling.)
- thank you people that were kind enough to review chapter 2. Special thanks to Hiei's-Demented-Mercenary. I had read one of your story's and it helped me write this chapter. I was inspired, unfortunatly it kicked me in the ass while I was reading it. Thanks again for your support. I really needed it.
' I also apologize about changing Hiei's personality a bit, but he's still pretty agressive in later chapters.. He's only nice to his daughter just in case you people are wondering.'
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Walking in shadows of what he used to be
Chapter 3-Tramatized
Kimi was in the kitchen, still starring at the shattered glass on the tiled floor.She had acidently bumped the porcelin fox when she had been getting a plate. Its peices were scattered along the floor, shimmering in the light.
Standing there she hadn't seen Kurama run into the kitchen. He stared at the glass on the floor, Kimi raised her head from the recage. Looking sadly into Kurama's emerald eyes. She lost her voice as he began to speak. Quietly at first, then he lost it.
The kitchen was small. On the wall there were beautifl wavy designs. That made up a blurry forest image.And the floors had emerald green tiles.
The kichen looked more like a small forest or garden. With all the plants Kurama kept. There were hanging plants along side of a lone wall in the back of the kitchen. And a view flower pots on the couters. A mixture of red roses and herbs.
"I diddn't do it!!! The fox did!!"Kimi exclaimed trying to blame it on her imagenary friend.As Kurama glared at her. He was steaming, she broke a one of his favorite nick nacks. The fact she blammed it on a fox, pissed him off even more. She had been trying his patience alot lately. He had been kind, but this was the final straw. He had been too leniant. Trying to win her trust more than anything.
His mother had given it to him for his birthday a few years ago, it was a clear glass fox. Something he charished deeply. It was an excellent peice of work.
"Bed," He simply said trying not to swear at her. " no sweets for a week," he bit his lip. She was just standing there like a deer in headlights. Scarred more than anything.
Hiei then arived on the scene, "What's," he started before seening the mess. "OH DEAR FUCKIN GOD!!!" He cried out seeing the glass on the floor. He had nearly stepped on the glass but stopped himself. It was scattered well on the floor.
"You heard me, Bed", Kurama narrowed his eyes ignoring Hiei's comment. "It was an accident," Kimi said starring at the ground. "it was", she stated looking him in the eye, trying not to cry.
"Bed," He said again. "you have school in the morning anyway" He stated. "Fine," Kimi growled as she turned to walk out. Leaping over the broken glass she landed in the doorway, muttering all kinds of curses. Things a five year old shouldn't say. She then left.
"Night," Hiei said simply as he watched her stalk out off the kitchen. He couldn't bring himself to say anything more. She really must have struck a nerve, its not very easy to piss Kurama off.
"Kurama, I'll replace it", Hiei said as he watched his friend walk over to a cabnit and take out a small dust pan and brush.
"I'ts alright." Kurama said as he crouched down beside the mess and began to sweep it up." I just wish she'd be more careful." He said not taking his eyes of his task.
"She should be," Hiei muttered as he crossed his arms and continued watching Kurama sweep up the mess.
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Next morning
Kimi woke up quarter to eight. Within fifteen minutes time she was ready. Her school uniform wasn't washed so she wore a dark purple sleevles shirt, with a long sleeved crismson red shirt with large white cuffs. The collar of her shirt was high, covering her entire neck.
The rims of her purple shirt were black, as well as her pants. Dark colors were something she had come acustomed to. Standing infront of her bedroom mirror she brushed her hair.Which cascaded down to her hips. She always wore it down.
Her fathers influence led her to liking dark colors over bright ones.It wasn't just dark colors, but she love ice cream. Something her dad always reffered to as sweet snow.
She finished brushing her hair, it was a little stactic but she didn't really care. With everything else done, she scrambled around to get her school stuff together.Kimi then made her way down stairs and out the door without a word. Mornings weren't her favorotite part of the day.
Kurama and Hiei were still sleeping, she thought but they had watched her leave the house. Kurama was going to say something about the way the child was dressed but let her leave without saying a thing. Kimi was to busy running out the door to see the two in the kitchen. She didn't even want to look at the two, she was still steaming alittle because of last night. More like one thirty this morning.
She found herself standing in front of the porch, picking at the dirt with her feet. Standing out, waiting for the bus was always this boring though. It always came late.
Shuffling her feet around in the dirt, she scowled deeply as she waited for the bus. With the way she was dressed, it looked as if she was about to go into battle. But it was a nice outfit, persent able, in her opinion. It felt better than wearing her uniform. (in this story, kindergardeners wear uniforms. okay on with the story.)
Raising her head to the sky, she smiled as she put her hands in her pockets. The sun was out, and she could hear birds all around her. Closing her eyes she embraced the warmth the sun was giving off. It felt nice on her pale face, it always made her feel a little better.
Turning her head to the road, she smiled deeply as she spotted the bus as it pulled up to the house.
Quickly she ran to the bus. The driveway was a little long, paved with stone. Carfully she skidded to a hault in front of the doors of the bus. They slid open, allowing her to step up the steps.
Nodding her head to the bus driver she continued to smile as she walked down the long isle of the bus. Towards the back of the bus she saw her friend stand up.
"Hey Kimi, over here!!" Her friend called happily as Kimi sighed. She was glad that her friend was here today, she wasn't around on friday.
Sitting down, Kimi turned to her hyperactive friend. "Hi," Yoshiko smiled and to two then engaged in conversation on what they had done over the weekend.
They had talked throughout the entire bus ride, and didn't realize it until the bus stopped at the school.
They both walked off the bus, side by side. Both happy with each others company.
Kimi trudged into school, with her friend at her side. Somehow her friend made her feel better, and made her forget about Kurama and her father for the time being. She smiled to herself, today was going to be a good day, she was sure of it now...
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She had only been in school for two hours before she had to go to the bathroom. The teacher excused the kindergardener and gave her a pass. She didn't need to be walked to the bathroom, it was just down the hall and to the left. The teacher wouldn't have escorted her anyway though.
She walked down the hall, taking her time. It was quiet, everyone was in their classrooms. The school went from kindergarden to eighth grade.
Starring down at the ground, she stepped over cracks and counted the spots on the tiles. Making pictures in her mind. It was fun for her just to imagen things while she walked.
Up a head there were a few guys, just waiting for her to pass. Everyone, it seemed gave her trouble about her strange looks. Teachers were discusted, Students from all grades hurrassed her, but it hadn't gone any farther than name calling. With all the names she had been called she still held her head up high, not being ashamed of the way she looked. It would take a lot to get her to run away like a baby.
She only had one friend, Yukiko. That was all she needed. Her friend always stood up for her when the other kids called her names and pushed her around. Kimi was the only kid in the entire school with two different colored eyes and freakish hair. Something about her, it screamed pick on me, I dare you.
A couple of guys were standing beside the bathroom. They were fourth graders. The one boy with wild redish orange hair, she reconized when she raised her head. It was Jiro Kuwabara.
She shifted nervously as she kept walking. Deep down she was afraid that they were gonna pick on her again. But she wouldn't back down now. It was just name calling wasn't it?
The boy raised his head from his friends, hearing footsteps in the hall. He grinned evilly as he looked at Kimi.The look in the boys eyes made Kimi's stomach turn, knotting up something awfull. It was beginning to make her sick.
"Gaki, walking." he remarked as his two friends laughed. They all glared at Kimi. She swollowed hard, her breathe catching in her throat as they started walking towards her. It would be over soon she breathed almost silently.
Kimi stood her ground, and waited for the insults to come. Everynight she went home and cried. School was terrible. Everyone was against the five year old. Except her friend.But that was all she had. Everything had been shitty, school, home, everything for her. Nothing could deliver her from this, she couldn't fight back. And everything, the insults the harrasment, it all hit her like a ton of bricks.
Standing in front of Kimi, The one black haired boy snickered. "What a retard." The brunett scoffed smirking something nasty the girls way.. Kimi reconized him too, Kazou. The boy with black hair, his name was Keiji.
The boys were all taller than her, but it didn't seem toregister in her brain. But stayed barried deep in her mind as she stood there.
Kimi growled deep in her throat, as she tried to walk way but Keiji through her into the locker that was next to her. She had been walking near the lockers, and standing only inches away from them.
She winced closing her eyes as her head met the locker. With a sickening thud but she hadn't been knocked out by the impact. Raising her head she got to see Jiro's fist before it met her face.
Tears threatened to fall from her eyes, when he hit her again, her head hitting the locker hard from the impact. Jiro was just getting a little revenge on the little girl, his father had told him terrible things about her father. What he was doing was simply payback for all the bulshit and suffering her father had put his father along with many others through...
Before she could try and escape, Keiji knee'd her in the stomach, making her fall to her knee's. She couldn't breath let alone protest against this beating. It just keeps comming, she whimpered softly.
This continued a while, the blows kept comming. She tried to ignore her pain, trying to hold it in. She was too proud to break down now. She couldn't give them the satisfaction.
Wincing, she felt him hit her again. Ignoring her bruised cheek, she moved her head to look at him. Quickly, he struck her again, knocking her head back into the locker. Her head was throbbing, the locker was hard. And with her head being hit so many times. It would have been normal for her to have a concusion by now.
Her jaw snapped, when he hit her the seventh time. She took the beating, keeping what Kurama had said to her in mind. 'it takes guts, to take blows and not fight back.' There was more to it but she wasn't going to think about it. She wasn't even sure that was what he actually said. Kurama was always saything things to boost up her low spirits. And give her the courage she had despiratly needed. But at times like these his words gave her hope.
Kimi prayed it would all be over soon, She nearly cried when the pain from the blows began to sink in. Unfortunatly she was surrounded. Three to one, she thought to herself in horror. She knew that there were three guys but they had all taken there turns, and sometimes hitting her all at once.
The brunett kicked her in the face, nearly shattering her nose.Falling back down on the tiled floor she weezed as blood oozed from her nose. She didn't even have the strength to stop the blood pouring from her nose. In her mind she thought this was the end. The blood from her nose and mouth ran down her face, alot of it was on the cuffs of her shirt. The once white cuffs were now a deep crimson in most areas.
What had she done to deserve this? she thought as she tried to get up from her knees.
"Hey shrimp," One of the boys laughed as he kicked her side.Smirking his friend chimed in, "Red,blue eyed freak!!" His friend laughed.
Slowly Kimi got to her feet. She was out numbered, three to one. Kurama always said to her, fighting never solved anything. She scoffed as the thought hit her.
One of the boys took it as an insault and knee'd her in the stomach. Another boy, the one to the red heads side punched her in the eye.
Kimi let them push her around, untill they said someting that struck one of her valued nerves. " Her families full of freaks!" Jiro remarked.
Kimi had gotten to her feet, staggering slightly, finding support in the locker behind her. She wouldn't cry, she would stand and fight. The red head tried to kick her again, but surprisingly she ducked and delivered a kick to the groan.
Her mind went blank, out of rage. She had no idea of what she was doing. Kimi was acting out of instinct. She wasn't taught anything when it came to fighting. It wasn't her first language as her father would comment. She couldn't fight, it was something that wasn't in her survival manuel.
The boy was sitting on the ground clutching and crying over his testicles. He was screaming for his mommy in a high voice. It carried down the hall in an echo. Kimi clutched her fists tightly, holding them down at her sides. Lowering her head she laughed softly as she nearly fell to the ground.
"What are you laughin at gaki?" The brunett scowled. Kimi stood there in front of him, skaking with fear.Raising her head, quickly she took her fist and punched the kid in the nose. He had been close to her face, in a range she could hit him.She had nearly hit his nose with her palm. That would have killed him.
The blood splatted on her and on the floor, when her tiny fist hit his nose. Alot of the blood was on her though. It could still be seen through her dark cloths. She watched as the boys wimpered and favored their injuries. While the third ran off, afraid of what kind of pain the little girl would inflict on him
Just then, she came out of her trance. Just in time to see a teacher walking towards her. She was still holding her bloody fist out. Not being able to comprehend what had happened. And not knowing what had happened.
The women was tall, wearing a suit and tie. Her hair was tied back in a tight bun, as her glasses hung off her face. She looked old, around mid fortys range. Her brown locks were streaked grey and white.
"I-I-I," she stammered. "You what? Started a fight! That's what! I'm calling your parents!!" The teacher yelled at Kimi, sending shivers down the small girls spine. She had been shaking as it was, and was now having trouble walking. The fourth grade teacher was even scarrier than Kurama and her dad combined..
"THEY STARTED IT!!" Kimi retorted, standing her ground, nearly falling over.. Obviously the teacher was going to take the boys's word over hers, she thought with a heavy sigh.
She was really light head, with all the blood that she was seeing she thought she was going to throw up.
In a blink of an eye, the teacher gripped Kimi's, and was now glarring the girl straight in the eye. She didn't care that the girl was only in kindergarden. It was old enough.
The teacher gripped Kimi's wrist, and forced her to face her. Taking her palm, she slapped Kimi across the face. Leaving the child shocked and confused. She then dragged Kimi down to the princibles office.
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Hiei- That was harsh!!"
Kurama- Yeah it was.
Kimi- it hurt alot too!!* whines rubbing left cheak*
Kuro- this whole lot'll make sense later so keep your pants on, (puts a steak over Kimi's eye) You'll be alright..
Kuro- please review, if you people think this chapter was a little ruff. Let me know. Well as I said, please read and review. Even if you have to flame, I can take it. I know I diserve it. I think I should watch it on the violence, thats why I think I boosted the rating from G to R.