Saddness by Shigure Sohma
A young bunny once told me 'there are no memories that are worth forgetting, even if they are painful' and the memories in this story sure are painful for the young boy I write this story about. I write this story now so these memories will never be forgotten, the memories of the Sohma family.
Chapter 2.
Yuki Sohma
I don't remember what I did, but I am in troble and now I walk down the road towards my doom. I walk down the hall back towards that dark room he keeps for me. he'll come for me in a bit, till then I must sit alone in the darkness of the room. I walk here now towards my doom, my hell.
A young silver haired boy walks down the hallway of the main Sohma estate, his skin pale and his eyes blanked out in thought. He was fightened for where he was headed nobody could hear him scream and even if they did hear him, they never came to help him. A dark room of cold words and whip marks. He had said something that had made the head of the family mad at him, something about going and joing the other children outside to play. The raven-haired Sohma family head had become inraged and told him to go to 'that room' so they could have a special talk.
He pushed open the door to the room and walked into it his eyes set firmly on the ground, he walked in and pushed the door shut behind him. He walked to a corner of the room and curreled up his legs close to him shakeing. He knew what pain was to come.
The door slid open slowly, and the raven-haired boy walked in holding a whip, he walked slowly aginst the room. The silver haired boy found it harder and harder to breathe at each step the family head took towards him. "What did you think you were doing, I am the head of the Sohma family, did you think you could go aginst me and not pay the price" the raven-haired boy raised the whip and started to beat down on the boy "yammate! Yammate!" the young silver haired boy begged for it to stop, he held his head and tried to endor the pain. in his mind he was screaming worse then he was outloud, he wanted out and to make the pain stop 'let me out' he begged in the back of his mind.
-A few weeks later-
The young silver haired boy was still very upset from his incounter with the Sohma family head a few weeks earlyer, he went to seek the comfert of his older brother Ayame. The young silver haired boy's name was Yuki and he was the rat of the zodiac curse, and the favroite of the head of the family Akito Sohma. All he wanted though was to be a normal child and make friends and have a nice family life, he couldn't have any of these those. He wondered up to his older brother, he wanted to be comferted.
"Nii-san..."
He walked upto Ayame slowly, his hand shakeing with fear. He barly knew his older brother but he wanted comfert from close family, any comfert.
"Nii-san"
He grabbed lightly onto his older brothers school jacket and his brother ripped his arm away, looking at Yuki like he was just another child off the streets rather then his younger brother. Yuki wanted to cry from the rejection but the tears wouldn't come, a hatered starting to build in his heart. He would never forgive Ayame from leaveing him there, scared and alone.
"I hate him" Yuki muttered softly under his breath before he headed inside, forever cold and distant from everyone.
He has softened as of recent years, but he still hates his brother the gap seems it will never bridge over and the scars will never heal. He is still scared of Akito, the emtional and psyhical scars left behind haven't closed and prehaps will never heal; only time will tell.