Perfect
Memories
A/N-Sorry D.Angel. This chappie might be a little sad but it gives you a little more about Naji's character. The next one will have humor I promise! Don't hurt me!
"I'm gonna kill him when I get back." Naji grumbled under her breath. "How dare he cut my hair!" She asked outraged. "It'll make you look more approachable." Naji mocked. "Approachable my ass!" She exclaimed. Naji froze blushing. Everyone was staring at her. The scar was enough to keep everyone 3 feet away but with that they all took an extra 5 steps away. She sighed hanging her head low.
"Where the hell am I supposed to find the Battosai? I swear one of these days I'm gonna kill Neathe! He knows where he is but failed to mention it to me!" Everyone stared at her again. "What!" She exclaimed angrily but froze as everyone moved as far away from her as possible.
Flash Back (Three years old)
Naji sat atop her father's shoulders staring at the small one story house that seemed like a palace to the poor family.
"So this is Toe-Kya papa?" Naji asked pulling on her father's hair.
"That's right sweet heart! This is Tokyo! Here we'll live a better life!" He said pulling his daughter off his shoulders hugging her tightly and setting her down.
"Better life!" The child exclaimed.
"That's right Naji!" Her father burst out picking her up and swinging her around playfully as the child let out squeals of laughter.
End of Flash Back
A tear came to Naji's eye as she remembered the happy family she once had. She glared angrily at the run down house that created her nightmares.
"I hate you." She muttered angrily. "We were supposed to have a better life!" She screamed by now most people had left her to her ranting. "We were supposed to be happy." She muttered tears falling down her cheeks as she slowly crept closer to the cursed house she once inhabited. She pushed open the door, which swung inward silently as if welcoming her into a haunted house.
She entered to the main room the thick layers of dust muffling the sounds of her feet. She stared into the room that she had killed her father in 16 years ago.
Flash Back(5 years old)
"Papa?" Naji stared fearfully up at her father who was staring down at his bloodied hands. "Papa? What happened? Are you hurt?" Her father did nothing. She tugged on his pants. "PAPA!" His head snapped down and his normal bright blue eyes had turned to a dark stony blue just as Naji's eyes had when she first killed.
He lifted his hand back almost as he was going to hit her. Naji stared up at him afraid. She had never been afraid of him yet now she stepped back in fear.
"Papa?" She sniffed she was near tears now as his hand fell to his side and he stepped towards her, his eyes blazing with a cold evil. "Papa!" She wailed. Tears falling down her cheeks. His eyes softened as he gazed down upon his crying daughter.
"Naji." He whispered. The girl sniffed looking up into the once again bright blue eyes that Naji almost loses all together when she is 13.
"Papa?" He squatted own opening his arms. Naji hurtled herself into his arms sobbing.
"Shhh…it's ok. Its ok baby." He cooed as he held his beloved daughter in his arms.
End of Flash Back
Naji's eyes lingered upon the bloodstains of her father. A tear trickled down her cheek and dripped of. She now remembered that she once loved her father. He did not always hate her; it was the blood that changed him.
"I miss you Papa." She muttered as she left the room and entered her own room that she had once occupied.
ANOTHER Flash Back(3 years old)
"Where my room Papa? Where my room?" Asked Naji jumping up and down.
"You want to see your room?" Her dad asked taunting her.
"YES!" The girl screamed.
"Ok, ok. Lets go see your room."
"YAY! My room! My room!" Naji eagerly followed her father into her new room. It was very small but it was a good size for the young girl and they knew that the girl would enjoy it. "All mine?" The girl asked.
"Well don't you need something in it for it to be all yours?" The girl blinked confused then caught on when her father re entered the room with five mats sewn together to make her bed. (Later her father would take it and give her one thin mat to sleep on.)
"BED!" Cried the girl who flopped on the bed when her dad laid it in the corner for her. "All mine now?" She asked her eyes sparkling. He nodded. "YAY!
"Momma! Momma!" She cried to her mother who was at that time examining her own small bedroom that she would share with her husband. She entered the room smiling at her beaming daughter.
"My room! All mine!" She exclaimed. "And you cant have anyting!" she cried.
"I can't have anything?" The mother asked raising her eyebrow. "Well I guess in that case your just gonna have to clean your room all on your own." The girl's eyes grew wide.
"No! I didn't mean it like that Momma!" The girl screamed. "You can still do that!" She exclaimed as her parents began laughing.
End of Flash Back
Naji made her way over to the lonely mat in the corner. She slumped down against the wall, leaned her head back as she did 16 years ago, and closed her eyes. She opened them back up.
THE LAST Flash Back (Naji's 6th birthday)
"Momma" Naji called. Her mother entered wearing a white dress.
"Yes dear?"
"Momma father hit me again today." The woman blinked she had never heard Naji call him father. She seemed so grown up now but she was only 6 for Christ's sake!
"Yes I am sorry dear."
"Why?" Naji seemed to stare through her mother's eyes and into her soul. "Please Momma tell my why he is this way. He's been like this for months now."
"Yes that I know." She paused. "Your father as you know is a samurai." Naji nodded. Her mother leaned against the doorframe.
"Yes he used to protect us."
"Yes that he did. But never did he kill. Never. Except for one day. He came back with blood on his hands and on his clothes." Naji nodded.
"I remember." she said gravely.
"Well…Naji blood can do something to a man." She nodded again.
"Yes."
"It did it to your father. After that night he had killed again and again and again. He began to love the thrill of killing. And with that he became corrupted. There is nothing we can do about it now. Except, Naji I want you to promise me."
"Promise?"
"Yes…Promise me you will never kill."
"Kill?" She asked as if it were the craziest idea in the world.
"Don't become what your father has." She nodded.
"I promise Momma. I promise." She smiled grimly.
"Good. I swear baby. I swear on my life. If it gets any worse. I swear we will get out."
"I hope it doesn't get worse." She said grimly. "I would hate for you to loose your life over it." Naji's mother's eyes grew wide. It was almost as if Naji had read her mind. She knew if it got worse she doubted she could get out.
End of Flash Back
"It did get worse. And you did loose your life. I'm sorry Momma. I was too late. And I broke your promise I did." Naji fell silent. She stared at the bloodstains of her mother for a very long time.
Naji stood up. There were too many memories in Tokyo but there were way too many in this house. She left without inspecting any more of the rooms. She wished that she could get rid of that house. Maybe I'll torch it she mused.
A/N-OK There you have it some of Naji's past. Next chapter we get back to everyone else. Bye byez!
