Notes! Yay!
Firstly, I'd like to thank you all for reviewing… again. It's great to have so much feedback! I feel so flattered ^^ (You must get sick of me thanking you, but, hey)
Second: I was *cough* perusing the internet and DOA forums… it's crazy, CRAZY how many Hayabusa fans there are! Unbelievable! (Actually, not unbelievable. I mean… he's so sexy, of course there are going to be some, but… wow.) *sigh* I guess it means I have competition. Damn. Why does he have to be so cute?!
Thirdly: This is my favourite chapter so far. I really love this chapter. I don't know why exactly, I just do. (You don't have to like it, but…) More Ayane, woo hoo!
Without further ado, onward!
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"Oh, uh… sorry about that,"
Walking had sounded fun for lack of anything better to do. Her feet seemed to automatically take her to the park, nice park that it was. But, today, they had taken her to some guy… and made her walk right into him.
"That's no problem," the man said, smiling gently at her. She felt an embarrassed smile creeping up on her own face. This man has such a nice smile. Reminds me of someone's…
"Ooh, you dirty man, Ken!" a loud, raucous jeer could be heard from behind some trees, before two men burst out, clutching cans of beer. "Trying to get into this little girl's pants?"
"Of course not," The man they called Ken had the decency to look slightly discomfited by the other man's statement. "Don't listen to them, they're just inebriated. So, what brings a pretty young girl like you down this way?"
Inebriated, huh? Sounds like something Hayabusa would say. That's it! That's who this guy reminds me of! He reminds me of Hayabusa! Freaky… there's two of them? In the same town? Great, just what I need… two psychics.
"Uh, just walking. Sorry, you just remind me of someone, is all," she added hastily, realising that her silence would have been interpreted as rudeness. People her own age she wasn't worried about, but you had to be at least a little bit respectful of adults. Except if they had done something to not deserve it. The two men that were accompanying this Ken had, but Ken himself hadn't done anything. Yet.
"Oh, really? Who?" Ken asked, sounding slightly interested. She shrugged.
"You probably don't know him. He goes to my school, uh, that snobby private school down the way,"
Truth be told, she had no idea of what the name of it was, and didn't really care. The man laughed, a warm, almost sensual laugh that made the hairs on the back of her neck prickle unnervingly.
"What a coincidence. My son goes there. He's in his final year this year,"
His son? Wow. He looks so young. Not bad looking, either. Too young to have a son. "I only just moved there, so I probably won't know, but I'll ask anyway. Who's your son?"
The man's smile faded as he eyed her with intense hazel coloured eyes. "Ryu Hayabusa. I'm his father, Ken," the smile came back, not nearly as warm as before, but still handsome. "Forgive my rudeness, I should have introduced myself earlier," A hand went out and she put her own out, shaking absently. Hayabusa is Ken's son?? No wonder they seemed so familiar. What are the odds of running into this guy? One in a million? Really is a small world, huh?
"Yeah, I know him. He's in a few of my classes. He's my brother's friend,"
"Hayate… so you're Hayate's sister, are you?"
She paused uncomfortably. "Yes. His sister. I'm Ayane. Sorry, forgot to introduce myself as well. Just you surprised me. I mean, you and… Ryu… even look alike," She stumbled on the word 'Ryu', not having used it to address him before.
"Ayane, huh?" One of the drunk guys had sidled over, still clutching the can of beer as though it were his lifeline. The other one had disappeared, probably to throw up in the bushes or something. "I knew a girl called Ayane. When she was just a wee little baby. Probably wasn't you, but. You're quite a looker. That baby, nah, it was just a little screaming shit-head. Couldn't shut the thing up, even stuffing those dummy things in it didn't help a bit. Bloody babies. Glad I helped with only one. The world needs less of 'em,"
She noticed hazel look from her, to his drunk friend, back to her, and then a flicker of realisation dawn in his eyes. She herself had no idea as to what he had realised, however.
"Not a kid lover, huh?" she asked the drunk guy. He shook his head.
"Kids shit me up the wall. But nice looking teenagers, that's different. You're a pretty one,"
He turned to Ken. "Bit like your son,"
"Don't even start," Ken's voice grew hard. "Bad enough that you're sleazing over this young girl, let alone another male, let alone my son. That's just bloody disgusting,"
Damn straight. "Stick to sleazing over me if you have to," she agreed. Sure, Hayabusa doesn't look ugly or anything. I just never thought that any guy would think that. Maybe it's just the alcohol. This guy's probably just pissed off his brain anyway.
"Excuse him," she was rewarded with a dazzlingly handsome smile when she turned back to Ken. "He's just drunk too much. He gets like this sometimes,"
Whoa, dude. Never thought I'd see a cute old guy, but here one is, right before my eyes. Just so happens that it's my brother's best friend's dad, but… damn.
"Nah, that's fine. It happens to the best of us,"
She was rewarded with that statement by another warm laugh from Ken. Jeez! He really isn't half bad! But he's like, twice my age. Gross. But even still. He is quite hot. Quite. Very hot. Even shoulder-length hair. Excellent. Tied up in that cute little ponytail, too. Dude, what am I thinking? He's Hayabusa's dad! Hayate would have a field day! Arg!
"Err, anyway. I better be going. See you later, then,"
"Wait a minute,"
The order from Ken stopped her in her tracks. "Yeah?"
"Again, you must forgive my rudeness. This…" Very pointed, she noticed. "This is Raidou. I'm sure he'd be pleased to meet you, if he were sober,"
Raidou? Raidou? Shit. There is no frigging way. He can't be… that dickhead is my father? Crap, Mum, what the bloody hell were you thinking? Good god, this idiot is enough to put you off breeding, yet, he's my father? No. Must be a coincidence. But how many Raidous can there be in the world? Not exactly a common name. No. No way. It can't be!
"I'm pleased. Very pleased," Raidou snorted.
"No way," she had backed off by this stage, her back bumping into a tree. Thanks, Mum. Thanks for bringing me into the world with the help of this pathetic excuse for a human being who would do better by being neutered. Or even jumping off a cliff.
"So you finally realised? Come on, Ayane. Come to Daddy," He stretched out his arms in such a way that would have been comical, were she in a different situation.
"Daddy? Screw Daddy," she hissed.
"Yeah, that's what Mummy did," he said, grinning widely.
Before she could think otherwise, she was on him, punching, kicking, even biting wildly. After what seemed like seconds she was pulled off by Ken. She glared at Raidou, spitting in his direction. He suddenly had a bruised face, and his nose was bleeding. There were even visible bite marks on his shoulder.
"You feral bitch," he hissed maliciously. "You've got nothing ahead for you except a life of getting screwed in the gutter. And when you do, I'll be the first there,"
"You're not the first to get this!" she yelled, bringing her heel down directly on his crotch. He screamed like a girl, clutching himself where she had connected.
"Stupid whore!" he managed to get out.
"Don't ever call yourself my father, you piece of trash!" she screamed. "Do it again and you'll be getting much worse then injured balls! Do it again and I'll goddamn cut them bloody off!"
She pulled herself out of Ken's grip and ran from that park as fast as her legs could take her. Away from there. Away from the lie that she had been living for so long. I just want someone that can understand. But no-one can. Nobody really gives a shit about the bastard child.
She was running. She couldn't think. Couldn't breathe…
Blackness swirled around her as she stumbled, fell to her knees, fell on the soft grass.
Nobody cares about the bastard child…
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Oh, sorry… forgot to mention! (This should have been mentioned AGES ago, and I'm kind of embarrassed I forgot, I just remembered after re-reading all these 'hair' comments I've been getting) The other reason I called Hayabusa's hair auburn originally (think WAY originally) is mostly because of DOA1. Blonde-brown, (although it's kind of hard to tell) = auburn in my books. Okay, my books are probably upside down, but… you get my point.
Also, this story is seemingly confusing people (hair-wise) but my equation is thus:
Younger Ryu in this story = lighter hair = auburnish… Okay, I like my golden brown hair. Leave me alone! :( *sniff*
And yeah, this is coming from a girl who hates math. Pft.
So that is the long-forgotten, should-have-been-mentioned explanation of why Hayabusa's hair is auburn. (Bit late) even though I've written about it later then DOA3 and still referred to it the same way... I guess it's a bad habit that's followed me everywhere! Arg! So I am extremely sorry if this has confused anyone… perhaps I will start calling it… umm… chestnut brown??? (Okay, okay… my proof-reader was complaining about it too. She's a pain sometimes… only kidding! So I guess you could say proof-reader + BerettaMan + Wolf: 1, poor little innocent Kurmoi: 0…) Anyways. Dude, I'm confused! Anything else I have to clear up? I'm sure I've forgotten something… although one thing I still stand by is that Kasumi's hair is a rather (especially for a Japanese girl) interesting shade of carrot. Maybe not quite carrot, but you get my idea. I can't believe I forgot to mention that earlier! I am such an ass!
Well, now that I've succeeded in making myself feel extremely stupid for forgetting to say this (and kept on doing it in later stories as well! I'm an ASS! Actually, I think it just means I write too much of this story which follows me into other stories) I better leave you to *cough* gloat. *Grin*