FREAK ON THE LEASH...
--Female Hitokiri Battousai
--R- rated for mature themes and language.
--Based under the neglected fic: Power of Love (Remake)
Synopsis: The sweetest flower that blows, I give to him as we part, for him it is a black rose, for me it is my heart.
(Internal synopsis: Kamiya Kaoru, a typical Ms. Goodie-goodie, assigned herself a psychology project, one in which it meant to rehabilitate the mind of the school's worst bad-boy punk, Kenshin Himura. Problem is, when the project is over, does that mean the emotions built are over as well?)
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-- Chapter 4- A missy with an attitude
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Thursday 14th
'Smack! That was all that it took to scare the shit out of anyone. Surprised that my best friend slapped the bad boy of our next door college, made me tremble at what was happening. Why would you do this Kaoru, are you insane, perhaps frustrated? Oh great, now she's going around and slapping boys, but not any and any such bad boy, but Kenshin Himura and his bad boys. What next kami, what next?'
Scared and shock at the same time, Misao kept her distance, making sure to conceal herself from the boys who were now cornering the puny girl with the raw attitude.
At first Kenshin didn't seem affected, a bit shocked himself, but nothing alarming to cause attention. But come on, a girl smacked him, wasn't that attention on it's own?
Turning around slowly, he waited for the sting to burn him, waited for it to get so high he would have his own little revenge.
When he turned around, it surprised him like hell to see the same face of that morning.
Captivating eyes or blue ire and hate, beaconed back at him, as a sweat seem to already form on her brows and blood came rushing to her face, giving her face a red flare. Figuring from her stare, he guessed she was pissed, pissed at something he most likely had to be the cause of. What else could it be then? Thought he.
Giving himself a couple of breaths to breathe, he tried to calm himself from the stinging-fighting sensation running across his cheek.
And what she saw that same morning, became alive once again, those tired devoid eyes of no intuition welcomed her. A face lost of any affection or any emotion looked back at her, questioningly.
"Youuu" aggressively and deeply she started.
He blinked in boredom, completely unaffected by her anger.
"You, you nasty little cockroach, you got me in trouble this morning from the principal. And what's bad about all this, I wasn't responsible for anything. Why, tell me why, didn't you take your nasty cigarette and go smoke it somewhere else, huh? But nooo, brilliant as you are, you chose to come onto the female college's ground where my sorry ass was blamed for your cigar." She paused to grit her teeth in anger, "I hope you're happy" she sarcastically ended.
"Maybe" came that reply.
Was it a shiver, was it the sound of nails dragging down walls or was it sarcasm that became registered almost immediately in her mind that again he was humouring her. Toying with her emotions like he's effortlessly done in the past.
"Don't you dare start humouring me again." She hotly spoke back.
"And what if I do, you gonna start a fight with me, huh, huh, huh?" he spoke hotly himself, pushing himself up to her in an intimidating manner.
A bit scared and afraid that this wasn't any ordinary guy, she kept muted, reserving all the sassy comments for later. Playing her cards subtle, Kaoru swallowed the lump, being pushed back on the shoulder from the boy.
"What's the matter, cat got your tongue?" he asked in a nasty, distasteful tone.
Kaoru said nothing.
"Bitch if you rail at me for something I did, I understand, but if you rail at me without a proper explanation, I'm gonna be all over you, like piss on walls. You get me chick?" he pulled her chin to his.
For a moment Kaoru found herself looking back at her reflection. His eyes were hollow with nothing to reflect, instead she saw hollowness and pity. Still ticked off that he was the one who caused her the misery that morning. Kaoru buried it within her.
Gripping his fingers deep into the dimple of her cheeks, Kaoru was left pouting like a fish to the aggressive teen. Spiteful eyes dropped to a level of evil-understanding and playful naughtiness. One in which Kaoru hated.
"Stop f—king with my mind chick. I ain't like it and you'll discover, you won't like it either." He gripped her cheeks harder, "understand?" he coarsely asked
"Why don't you suck shit asshole" Kaoru pushed the intimidating teen off of her wearing defiant brows of anger.
"Ohh, looks like we got ourselves a rebel, boys. Hhahah, it ain't often we see wild chicks everyday, lucky for us though" spoke Kenshin in a silver voice.
The boys laughed, cornering her in a small circle. Feeling suffocated with their bodies shielding her from the outside world, Kaoru felt fright pang deep within her.
"Let's teach this wild bitch a listen boys, in the big boys style." He spoke, his eyes flashing something raw, evil, and devilishly vile.
Before Kaoru could make a move to react, she was held down by the three boys. Being grabbed by her shoulders in painful positions, Kaoru exerted cries to be left alone. Torturing her was already some fun, just seeing her squirm and fret with everything she had in her.
"What's the matter, don't you like playing wild, bad, bad with the bad boys? Hmm, I thought that was your motto?" his voice raised over her silence.
Kaoru turned to see the guy approach, his eyes devoid of life, but sinned as hell. Hair that resembled trickles of blood, fell into his face giving him a gothic look. And as if things hadn't gone bad already, it just got worse. Walking in with a sudden smirk of naughtiness and dirtiness, Kaoru found herself lost of words, but full of fright.
Her first instinct wasn't much of an instinct, its preferably an action that comes almost immediately. To fight. Fighting them off was her first idea, but with the odds looking down on her, Kaoru rendered that one out, her second action was more like her first and last resort. To scream and that's exactly what she did. She screamed her ass off, awaking the world!
"HELPPPPPP! HELP ME SOMEBODYYY" she screamed to the top of her lungs.
To Kenshin, this girl was annoying. Her screams painfully hurt his sensitive air.
Walking forward with more of an aggressive motivation, he pushed a hand over her mouth, her muffled cries became sounded.
Bringing his mouth to her ear he whispered dangerously cold, "you open your mouth again, I swear I'm gonna break it. I repeat, you open your mouth again, I'm gonna give my dick it! Shut up or I'll f—k you up"
He pulled back, seeing tears leak from her shocked eyes.
"Leave her boys… I can't work with somebody like this, go little girl and run back to your mommy" He turned his back on her, the boys releasing her.
Kaoru sat there, scared, hurt and taunted.
What was once thought to be the perfect revenge turned out to be the complete opposite all thanks to him.
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That night:
"Euthanasia, Eu-tha-na-sia!" the crowd cheered on for the band.
Around half past nine that night, a dark club was filled to its brim, with punks, Goths and freaks all wearing the same purpose to their lives, easy release. Wearing black clothes, piercings, tattoos and coloured hair of many arrays, the crowd became alive when they sought refuge in sweet, demonic rock. Heavy metal, acid metal, black metal, anything that spoke to their souls would do, and right now it was the band Euthanasia that they were calling for.
Behind the huge black curtain, four boys stood uneasily, hearing the crowd chant their name with a greedy yearning. Excited, trilled and anxious, the boys took their last breaths of air before running onto the set-up stage, where their guitars, drums and synthesizers were organized. In the center of the stage, a single spotlight fell on the microphone.
Walking toward the microphone, a boy showed himself from the darkness, the intense spotlight falling on him.
The crowd reacted by screaming when they saw him.
"KYOTOOOOO" he screamed.
The crowd bawled in attention.
"Are you punks ready?" he shouted, taking hold of the microphone.
And again, the crowd roared back a simple 'yeah'
With the response right and the drive good to go, the young boy picked up his guitar, beginning to strum it with fluency.
"HIMURAAAA" people screamed out
He smirked at their behavior.
"A-live---A-LIVE—A-LIVE—A-LIVE" the boys shouted.
"I am alive, I will never run away, places inside, my heart screams inside with pride, once I cry, now I wipe away the tears, once I diee, (music) now I'm aliveeeeee" the red-head boy sang
Music goes down.
"I find more time, I'm intertwined I'm falling in this place I thought I left behind, (A—LIVE), I find more time, I'm intertwined I'm falling in this place I thought left behind
"ALIVE"
"I AM A LIVE"
--Music changes—
--Guitar strums—
"There is crying, take me a second place, which you don't too often find, see a family walking always thinking of being somewhere else in time, so I fall face down and alas I can't seem to get up, please wake me and please gimme some of it back, the feelings that I lack
"Sometimes I wish could be strong like you,
It doesn't matter,
Each time I'm awake,
I'm some how feeling the truth, I can't handle
Let gets this party started,
I'm sick of beating you,
You make me fail inside, when I try to get you.
Lets get this party started,
I want to be the one, to make myself shine!"
Strumming their guitars in their perfect raw harmony, the tumbling and string e's and f's collided in a uniform distortion called Heavy Metal.
Kenshin, stopped playing when a sight before him seem to clutch his heart in a deep pull.
Stumbling lightly, he saw the eyes of burgundy glowing back at him.
For two consecutive minutes he remained glued to the eyes in front of him. Hypothesized by the eyes that seem to bring all his attentions as one, Kenshin found himself gapping at the sight of beauty. Unconscious that he wasn't singing or strumming, his tall friend nudged him.
"Hey man" he spoke in concerned voice.
No answer.
Nudging him one more time in the gut, Kenshin inwardly groaned at the pain. Looking up angrily at his friend, he wore eyes of great expectancy.
"Yo dude, we got a gig to complete…" Sano continued strumming
It was then Kenshin that he'd been in another world, far from his own. Quickly sorting his fingers over the strings, his eyes averted just so slowly to the audience that roared.
The eyes he sort, were gone.
A bit saddened by the lost of such pretty eyes, he continued strumming, building himself off into a world which was appreciated by many hardcore rockers.
The night rotated into a party off the 'bomb-diggie-di' as they phrased it.
Drunkards, sickos and normies all together danced, rolling their eyes back and forth in sweet delirium to the music that fed their souls like a drug. Nothing made sense as they slammed their heads back and forth, drunk as hell, dumb and numb like a retard. Bawling the words to the song which they hardly knew, they recited words which fed them with more life to continue their partying. Waving their hands and shaking their bodies to the 'disturbing' rock, the band, Euthanasia saw the crowd move with acceptance, they were indeed alive and wild.
The night, still young, became more intense, when Kenshin, lead singer, began screaming, his face steamed up into a burning red, as the veins on his neck were quite visible from a short distance. Practically being drained from every last word, sweat broke from his skin in a shower. Holding his chest in an aggressive manner, Kenshin pulled the band from his hair, banging his head back and forth, screaming his lungs out.
Nothing in the world mattered to him now, except pleasing this crowd. And what a crowd that appreciated every single effort he made.
Lost in the words he sang, Kenshin began dropping to ground, holding the microphone closer and closer to his lips.
"KYOTOOO," he screamed out, the crowd shouting back in response.
"SING WITH ME" he shouted
--Electric guitars switch their tune—
Kenshin bawled: I'm gonna run away, and never SAY GOODBYE!
Sano and Chuo backing up: Gonna runaway, gonna gonna runaway
Kenshin bawled: I'm gonna run away, and never WONDER WHY!
Sano and Chuo backing up: Gonna runaway, gonna gonna runaway
Enishi: I wanna runaway and never say goodbye, I want know the truth instead of wondering why, I wanna know the answers, no more lies, I wanna shut the door and open up my minddd! I wanna runaway and never say goodbye!
The four boys: I wanna runaway and open up my minddd!
"LETS CHANGE IT UP KYOTO" Sano shouted, the crowd screaming at a familiar tune of 'Points of Authority by Linkin Park' rose in full blast.
"Ya Ya, forfeit the game before somebody else takes you out of the frame, build your name to shame, and they'll rock your face, you can't run the race, the pace is too fast you just wont last—won't last" Sano sang to the crowd, which became wilder.
--Guitars play—
--Enishi Screams—
"You like to think you're never wrong, you have to act like you're something more, you want someone to hurt like you, you want to share you can't"
--Silence—
"When I look into your eyes, there's nothing there to see, nothing quite my own mistakes staring back at me, asking whyy" Enishi screamed
His boys joining in the screaming harmony.
"ASKING WHYYYYYYY", "THE SACRIFICE OF FIGHTING IN THE LIES, THE SACRIFICE IS NEVER KNOWING WHY, I STAY WITH YOU……….KYOTOOOOOOOO" they shouted…
Banging, thrashing, screaming, bawling, roaring and throbbing, the crowd came alive for the band Euthanasia. With their souls relieved yet still yearning more of the intense rock, Euthanasia decided bringing it down to something everyone knew.
"CRAW" Sano sang
"CRAW" Chou sang
"CRAWLING IN MY SKINN" Enishi screamed…
"These wounds they will not heal, fear is how I fall, confusing what is realll…" Kenshin sang…
"KYOTO MAKE SOME NOISEE, BIG UPPP" Enishi shouted, leaning his ear forward to hear a crowd roar.
Proud to hear that after two years of fighting their way up, in their own music lab, they had come to this, success and appreciation really felt good. It was this night, four talented boys sang with something more than a Goth spirit and something more than a jaded soul, they sang with brilliance, and most certainly with unity.
Flashbacks came back to the boys, as they remembered the first time, they held a microphone and the way they croaked. The way they learned to play and the way they fought. How hard it was for somebody in this world to believe in them when there was nothing. It was hard, they thought, fighting through the nothingness of the world, to stage this stage, with pride and happiness. Finally the dream they long for, to see people take their music to heart was finally coming to a reality, though the wait was long, they were here and that was all that mattered.
Singing the words to Crawling, they brought their life into their words, using every last hint of energy, life and breath to their ultimate. Sweat washed their faces as the felt themselves soar from all the dancing, thrashing of their heads and screaming. Shit tomorrow they would all suffer the soar-throat.
Right now, the crowd was what kept them going.
And as quick as the moment of attention came, the moment slowly was coming to its end where the four friends stood, singing their last for people who wanted them.
"CONFUSING WHAT IS REALLL" they ended in unison. The music fading slowly into the silence.
The crowd clapped, screaming "Euthanasia we love you"
Kenshin smiled, his face lighting after so long. His heart suddenly came crumbling into joy with how people stretched out their hands to touch him. Autograph books were thrown on the stage where signatures were written.
It was then a second spotlight focused behind Kenshin, and a woman came out.
"Yeahh! Give up people for Eu-tha-nasia" she clapped seeing the crowd clap once again for the four boys.
Kenshin turned to look at the woman, his eyes becoming distracted once again by those eyes. Burgundy eyes. 'It was your eyes'
"You know, I must say you gentlemen really have pulled it off. And because you four guys have done so well, the 'Hot Topics' around the world and Punk Retrograde Club would like to give you guys an award. But you can't get it just yet. I was going through the crowd tonight and I asked several people what song would they like to hear. The majority has it, Stain- it's been a while. Would Mr. Yukishiro and Mr. Himura, please come forward and play the last song of the night" she begged.
Enishi and Kenshin exchanged worried looks. Getting a nudge from Sano and Chuo. The both chickened out.
"Awwww" the crowd groaned.
"GO! GO! GO! GO!" The crowd chanted, trying to persuade the group.
The two boys went forward, taking their electrical guitars, and getting a microphone.
--Kenshin strums his guitar—
"It's been a while, since I could…hold my head up high, it's been a while, since I first saw you" Enishi sang, joining Kenshin.
"It's been a while, since I could stand on my own two feet again, its been a while—since I could call you."
"And everything I can't remember, is but the past which it seems, comes the questions that are angered, I stretch myself begun the pain."
"It's been a while since I could say, that I was an addict, its been say love myself as well, its been, since I got things I f—k things up just like I always do, its been but all that shit seems to disappear when I'm with you.
Chorus.
"Why must feel this way" Kenshin sang.
"Just make this go away" Enishi sang
"Just one more peaceful day" both sang
A quiet guitar played.
"It's been a while since I could, look in myself straight, it's been a while since I said I'm sorry"
Chorus…
"Its been a while, since I could hold my head up high, its been since I said I was sorry…" Enishi ended the crowd clapping at their effort.
"Aww my gosh! Don't they rock audience? Oh man, they really do! Euthanasia, on behalf of this Club, Punk Retrograde and the worldwide store Hot Topic, we are please to give you gentlemen an award for best band and a check of ten thousand dollars." The woman spoke taking up a huge cheque, handing it to Sano, who was completely psyched.
Jumping up in the air, the boys were too shock to believe it.
"Anddd, as an extra bonus, on behalf of me, myself and I, I will be giving you gentlemen four Harley motorcycles with all license and gear approved and bought."
With that, four Harley Davidson's motorcycles, rode up on the stage behind coloured mist.
Enishi covered his mouth while Sano pulled his hair. Kenshin was too shock, while Chuo was cursing in amazement.
Kenshin ran up to his bike, touching the graphical work and chair. Stooping down to examine the bike he just received, he bit his lips in joy.
Amazed at the chrome rims and red coloured brakes, Kenshin stood up, leaning back taking a good look at his bike. And shit, was it hot.
Turning around to the woman who made it possible, he let out his hand waiting for her to shake his hand. She smiled before taking his hand. Pulling her into a hug, she giggled at the warm hands around her, and the excitement of the boy. Proud that she could at least do something good, she pulled back, seeing the boy staring her deeply in the eyes.
Feeling a bit hot from his eyes, he let her go before returning to his wild-ass friends who were jumping, and bawling at their bikes and not to mention their money.
The woman stood there, being silent, looking at the red head's back. Feeling strange at how he made her feel, she placed a hand over chest, feeling as if she was denoted of her doings.
The crowd, still wild as ever, broke from their bounds, jumping onto the stage, thronging their guest artists.
The woman made her exit, guards protecting her from the suddenly released crowd.
It was before she left, she turned one last time, to see the boy who's not even a fricking man, stare back at her with shivers.
Leaving, Kenshin returned to the celebration.
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To be continued.
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