AN: who'd ever thought that i'd be updating this soon? oh well, i think i've made you wait long enough...
Connie walked home by herself all depressed like. When she got there and went inside, she looked around for her mom, instead she ran into Akito.
"nice of you to come home..." he smirked.
"cut the crap, Akito, where's my mom, I need to speak with her..."
"oh...she went to the bank...she'll be back in a few minutes...meanwhile..." he started touching her.
"cut it out..." she slightly pushed him away.
He grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her towards him, a little too closes. She started to struggle a little.
"there's no use in struggling, 'cause I'm not gonna be letting go of you any time soon." he smiled wickedly. She glared at him as she spat a big one in his face. That made him let go and she ran down the hall to her mom's room.
"you little bitch!" he screamed wiping the saliva off. "you're disgusting! who ever taught you that!" (titantic!)
When she reached her mom's room, she slammed the door and locked it. Then headed to her mom's personal drawer and pulled out a .44 (i think, i'm not sure... i have one of those guns and always forget what it's' called) She struggled to see if there was any bullets inside, but by the time she opened it, Akito had the door kicked down and he was already inside.
Startled, she dropped the gun and when it dropped it closed the door thing to the bullets and she scurried to the bathroom, forgeting the gun, and locking the door. She sat on the floor, holding herself, rocking back and forth. She looked around for some type of exit...but she couldn't find anything. Finally she heard him banging on the door, wiggling the door knob.
He, then, kicked down the door again and went inside to find Connie sitting there with begging eyes. He dragged her out by her hair and then partially threw her on the floor, in front of the bed. He aimed the gun at her while she just sat there frozen stiff.
"y'know, I could give you a 2nd chance if you just went out with me again..." he warned, cocking the gun.
"go to hell..." she muttered.
"ok...fine." he had his forefinger on the trigger and was about to pull and...
(-yawn- boy am I tired...maybe I should continue this later...-yawn- yea, I think that's a good idea...just kidding! I'm not that mean and cruel)
Itsuya came bursting through the window and kicked the gun out of his hand before he shot anything. Akito fell, startled, on the floor. Then caught his balance and stood back up.
"where'd you come from?" he growled.
"from the window...where do you think?" he answered as Akito tried to punch him and he caught it and pushed him down, again. Then Itsuya punched him in the stomach after awhile, and made him lose his breath. He sighed as a swarm full of cops came in and picked him up.
"h-how...?" he managed to get out.
"that's for choking me, abusing me, beating me, lying to me, and...oh yea! flirting with my mom..." she stated, counting her fingers as she said so. The cops left with a shocked Akito and when they were gone, Itsuya and Connie burst out laughing.
"Did you see the look on his face!" She asked still laughing hard, while Itsuya already stopped and stared down at her. She finally looked up, slightly laughing.
"what?" she asked curiously as he bent down and kissed her. Her eyes were wide with shock as he kissed her, and then she slowly put her arms around his neck, closing her eyes and kissing him back. They kissed for awhile until Kagome came barging in, panting.
"what the hell is going on here! Connie! what're you doing!" she screamed, still panting as Connie broke the kiss and looked over.
"oh, hi mom... you're home early..." she said innocently.
"tell me what the fuck is going on!" she screamed again crossing her arms. Connie sighed and told her everything, about Akito and all. Then Kagome forced her to take Itsuya back and that she could never see him again. Connie begged her not too, but it was done and Connie regreted it so bad.
So she became depressed for the past couple of days, and didn't go to school. After a week or so, she started to go back to school, and was still slightly depressed and wasn't talking to her mom. A few months later, and she started to get a little better. She thought about them time after time. One year, one year passed and she has finally made up her mind.
AN: HA! i did it again! and there's nothing you can do about it! actually there is -thinking- don't kill me! -runs and hides- i promise i'll update only if you don't kill me!