Lilpurrfection: Hiya everybody, I'm currently trying to revise and continue this story so please bear with me.

Stuff you need to know

'Telepathy'
"Talking"
'Thinking'
Titles
(me talking to you)

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Wounded Dream

Beep beep beep, sounded throughout the room as a timer went off. Then the sound of running footsteps could be heard echoing down the hall and stopping outside the room in which the timer was sounding. The screen door is opened with a loud bang revealing a girl leaning against the door frame, breathing heavily. She had long, layered, light pink hair that fell around her hips, large sparkling, almost transparent, blue-gray eyes, and an ivory toned complexion. As she pushed herself off of the door frame and straightened to her full five foot and three inches, one could see that her mad dash down the hall had caused her to become slightly disheveled. Her dark gray school skirt was slightly askew as was the large white bow, which sat upon the back of her head, part of her white shirt was sticking out, and somehow two of the buttons on her light gray jacket had come undone.

However the girl didn't seem to notice these things, or if she did she ignored them, instead she rushed into the large room, which was filled with sculptures and paintings, to the large kiln.

"Oh I can't believe it's done! This is soooooooo exciting, I wonder how it turned out," the girl said, her voice brimming with anticipation.

She slowly opened the kiln, peeped over the top, and let out the breath she hadn't even known she'd been holding, when she saw the beautiful porcelain cat within. She slowly reached in, as if she were afraid that it would disappear if she rushed, and pulled it out.

It was such a realistic sculpture of a lonely cat; it had a sleek black coat, clouded blue eyes, and a cute little pink nose. The thing was lovely, and so life-like that it seemed as if it would curl up into a ball at any moment. The thing exuded an aura of loneliness and sadness, and beneath that, though hardly perceivable was anger and betrayal, that seemed to break your heart when viewing it. Many would find this statue to be quite disturbing, but the girl thought it was great. For this was the first sculpture she had ever done of one of the zodiac characters, and it had came out just as she had imagined it would.

Hugging the newly made statue closely to her chest, the girl started to run back out the door, down the hall, out of the school, and on her way home. There was someone there that she wanted to show her newest and greatest achievement.

--Girl's POV--

I'm rushing home right now, to the one person that ever believed in me, to the one person that ever loved me, to the one person that has always been there for me and said that he'll always be, to my big brother.

It may be odd to others that the first person I would show my accomplishment to would be my brother, and not my parents or even my friends. But the thing is, I have neither, the only one I do have is big brother. You see my parents died when I was little, but even before then, when they were alive, they were never around. Only big brother was, he took care of me and practically raised me, so when the day that my parents' plane crashed in some land far away and they died, I did not mourn, not really anyway. For how can you mourn for something that was never really there and besides big brother was still with me, and that was all that mattered.

As for my non-existent friends…well since I'm usually off in my own little world imagining what my next creation would be and then bringing that thought to life, it doesn't really give me time to make friends. But that's OK with me as well, for big brother is there to do the things with me that friends usually do, so I suppose onii-chan is my friend...my one and only friend.

As long as he's there, nothing can go wrong. For, for me he is the one most important thing in my life, my whole world revolves around him. I just don't know what I'd do if he were to leave, but then again I don't have to worry about that because he said that he'd always be there for me. And big brother never lies.

Well I am finally home, and I just can't wait to show big brother my new sculpture, he'll be so proud. I rush up the stairs to the front door, and quickly opened it. Big brother never locks the doors, so I knew that I didn't have to unlock it.

I stood in the door way in shock and the greeting I was about to call out died upon by tongue, for before me was a horrifying sight. I felt my hold on my sculpture loosen and it fall out of grasp, I slowly moved my gaze from the scene before me to my statue, which was making it's slow decent to the ground. It was like it was falling in slow motion, I wanted so much to reach out and grab it, but I frozen in place unable to do anything but watch it slowly hit the ground and break into a hundred pieces.

I stared numbly at the pile of rubble that had once been my greatest achievement for what seemed like forever, not fully comprehending what happened or rather not really caring.

I slowly lifted my gaze once more to the scene before me, the scene of blood, the scene of death, the scene of betrayal.

The only thing that I could do was whisper, "Iie," over and over again.

Suzu: And that is the end, sorry to leave you on such a depressing note but I kinda liked the ending. Oh and please note that this story has not been beta'd, so if you happen to find an error pm tell me so that I may change it. Anyway review and tell me if I should continue the story or not. Well ja ne.