A young pink haired boy was sitting on his bed, engrossed in a book by the famous author Eiri Yuki. He was Famous for his books and the fact that no one knew what he looked like. But his stories were out of this world.
Shuichi was so interested in it that he did not hear the familiar sound of a key turning in a lock. Ohtori Akio walked through the front door of the apartment.
"Shuichi? I'm home." He received no answer so he went to the kitchen to see if the boy was there. He frowned when he saw the kitchen had been untouched since the morning's breakfast. Angrily he went to the bedroom and burst in the door. The small boy jumped, looking like he was near having a heart attack.
"A-Akio!"
"Where the hell is my dinner, Shuichi?" His eyes fell on the book, and he slowly looked up at the boy. "What are you doing?" Shuichi hid the book behind his back, "Nothing!" Akio sighed, "Reading..." He takes off his suit coat and rolls up his sleeves. "Work, work, work, Shuichi. I'm tired and what do you do? You make me work some more."
Shuichi looked down at the floor as Akio approached him. He knew what was coming, it always happened.
Shuichi felt Aiko make him lift his chin, Shuichi's purple eyes were filling with tears. " Sorry Love." Aiko kissed Shuichi on the lips and Punched the young man in the Gut. Before Shuichi could even recover from the Blow, Aiko had Punched him in the face and Aiko wore rings...gold ones .
The blow made Shuichi fly into the wall of the apartment, Shuichi weakly lifted his head, Just as Aiko swung his foot back it met Shuichi gut. This made Shuichi spit out blood... on Aiko's new black shoes.
Akio's face twisted with rage as he stared down at his shoes. "Bitch, I just bought this shoes!"; He tossed shuichi from where he is to the floor hard. Poor Shuichi only saw a couple of black shoes before intense pain erupted in his face. Akio had kicked him in the face and was now proceeding to stomp his face hard. " Bitch! Do. You. Know. How. Much. This. Shit. COST.?"
Akio stomped and kicked on him on each word, then he picked him up and tossed him into the nightstand next to the bed, making the lamp fall and break. Akio straightened up breathing hard, and fixed his tie. He walked to the door, looked around, and yelled, "Now clean this shit and yourself up. I'm going out to eat." Then the door slammed shut and Shuichi burst into tears, curling up into a small, vulnerable ball.
'What did I do...for this?' Shuichi thought bittely. all he did was go on a date with Aiko, so his friend Utena would shut up. The date they went on was fun, Aiko was great, he was everything ..like a Prince form a fairy-tell, Aiko gave Shuichi anything he wantted... but all this lasted for a good 5 months.
That's when Shuichi saw the Beast within the Prince, Aiko stopped being nice and sweet and got mad at every little thing. Shuichi lost count of how many times he walked in on Aiko and some whore. Yet somehow the purple haired monster seemed to make Shuichi come back and every time Shuichi would get hurt.
Shuichi sighed, getting up, and walking to the bathroom. Trails of blood followed him into the elegant tiled bathroom and he knew he had to clean that too before Akio came back. That was if he did, he was probably buned up somewhere with some two-bit floozy.
Shuichi took a long bath, and cleaned his face. Once that was done he spent 30min cleaning up his blood.
It was around midnight when Shuichi went to bed. He grab his book and laid down in king size bed, cried his self to sleep.
Ghost we are so Heartless!
Rena: I know
Both: MUAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA
Ghost anyway... were are just testing this story to see how you all like it.
Rena: If you like it we'll do a Chapter2
Ghost: Till then
Rena and Ghost: May Death, be sweet to you.
