Endless Days
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Disclaimer: I don't own Rurouni Kenshin and characters. Don't have to remind me...
Author Notes: …………… Damn bored. No Megumi in this Chapter…… but……….Anyways I give you (The fic is still mine) chapter 2!
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Chapter 2: Tell it like it is
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"Misao-chan"
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"Tachibana-san" a teacher called.
"Hai!"
Misao stared blankly out the window as the rain poured while others chatted happily with their friends. How Misao wished for some friends to talk to….
Living in a life with no parents to greet her: 'Welcome Home' or care for her and help her solve her problems. Living in a life with hardly any friends to talk to and to laugh with was the kind of life Misao was given. If that Takani woman isn't only in my class, things would have been alright. I would've lived a contented life. That's what Misao would always write in her journal. She was prohibited by her stepmother to visit her parents' graves which added another problem.
"Okasan…" she mumbled.
"Misao-chan, you okay?" Kaoru asked, worried.
Misao then turned to her friend and offered her a nod but that didn't stop Kaoru from worrying.
Kaoru sighed and handed her a notebook.
"Wha —"
"A notebook. It's contents, so you could understand the lesson more accurately."
Misao smiled a bit and uttered, "Thanks Kaoru."
"No problem!"
"This thing too but also because you always seem to help me I wish I could do something in return. I know I seem to be causing trouble for you so maybe you could cease helping me. I –"
"No way!" she yelled, disrupting Misao's speech. "Misao, you're my friend and I can understand you're situation right now. I know you think you're probably causing me trouble but that's not true Misao. It doesn't bother me at all."
"Kaoru-chan…but…"
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Homeroom ended and students scurried out the classroom while Misao and Kaoru….. silent on their seats.
"I..uuhh….I think I'll go now." And with that Misao packed her things and dashed off the classroom in a hurry.
"Misao-chan!" Kaoru called but Misao was already gone and it seemed like Kaoru was the only one left in the room.
"And I thought we could walk home together……"
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Misao ran as fast as she could home. The rain didn't seem to end and Misao was definitely soaked.
"Gotta hurry…." She spoke softly to herself.
As she ran swiftly, she stepped on a puddle and slipped, landing on her butt.
She then rubbed her buttocks and stood on her feet once again. "Darn rain."
Running once again, she hadn't noticed she had just bumped in to someone.
"Sorry!" she said, not looking back but he did……
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"Hmmm…."
"What's the matter, mother?"
"Nothing."
"Ok?...Well I better go before she comes back."
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Misao panted before the apartment door. As she glanced at her watch, she sighed in relief and turned the knob but before she could continue to open, she halted. She then thought, 'Mom can't be home yet, can she?'
Stepping inside, she felt a familiar presence and found out it was her mother's, her stepmother's.
"Mom is home now I suppose."
"Are you sure?" a voice muttered.
"W-What?" Misao wondered.
Her mother then stepped out of the shadows wearing a floral kimono top and an ankle length mint green skirt. Her long brown hair was in a bun and instead of purple, maroon lipstick was applied on her lips. eyes eyed her suspiciously as if she was blaming her for something. Misao's stepmom, Yumi, who never cared for her one bit is now about to accuse her……again.
Yumi then walked to her hastily and placed a hand on her hip. Misao took a small step back. Sighing, she glared at her daughter.
"Do you remember the letter your father gave me before his time?"
Misao began to quiver as she knew the outcome wasn't gonna be good.
"Y-Yeah."
Her mother then sighed once again.
"HOW COULD YOU!"
"Eh?"
SLAP!
A red hand mark appeared on Misao's cheek.
"I told you never to touch it!"
Misao gently rubbed the side of her face and asked, "What do you mean?"
Tears streamed down her mother's cheeks as she pushed her to the floorboards. "That letter was the last memory I had of your father! He expressed all of his emotions openly in that letter! And then you burn it in the firplace!"
Misao didn't know what to say. She didn't do it and she knew that fighting wouldn't help a bit at all. It would only worsen. "But I didn't do it!"
"Who else would! We're the only ones in this house! You can't blame me or anyone else in this apartment! I'm the only one who knew where I kept it and so do you! I can't believe it!" Misao remained laying on the floor. She couldn't believe someone burnt it as well.
Yumi then began to kick her ribs with her maroon colored high heels. "You worthless pieced of……of…..of…..AAAAAA! I don know why Ken even wanted to take care of you! You can't do anything right!"
Yumi then grabbed her arm and threw her to one of the house walls. Misao groaned. Her mom then pulled her by the hair and pushed her to the stairs. She then continued to torture her while Misao layed on the floorboards, bruised, wounded and hurt.
"Okasan….Tochan……" she whispered in her lowest voice.
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Author Notes: Well that's the chapter 2. Pretty lame torturing huh? Anyways if you got any comments or suggestions feel free to review. I'm off to study ja ne!.
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