Author's Note: It's been awhile since I updated Dangerously Sixteen. I felt really guilty on the previous chapter; I didn't write as much. I have my reasons, one, I was tired and my eyes hurt from staring at the screen for 4 hours trying to write the chapter. Trust me, I take my time as I write. My English class just started reading "House on Mango Street," and I have to go over to Deerfield Elementary to perform for my Drama class…I'm mad at my teacher. First off, I had one lead role, and I'm happy about it, but nooo, he had to give me TWO other roles for me to perform in, without my consent! ARGH. Anyhow, I still respect him though, our school is the only school in the OC (and throughout California) to have Beauty and the Beast as our musical. Stupid UHS had to copy us. Enjoy reading and please review!
Second Note: I couldn't upload this chapter for like THREE DAYS, because fanfiction wouldn't let me log in. There was this weird thing going on...
Previously on Dangerously Sixteen: I'm getting sick of summarizing.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything except for the characters that you have never heard of until you've read my story.
Title: Chapter 29
NOTE: EVERYTHING IS IN THE PAST. IN EACH BAR, IS IT A DIFFERENT TIME PHRASE SO AS YOU GO ON AND READ, IT WILL KEEP ON GOING TOWARD THE PRESENT. SO YOU BASICALLY START OFF WITH THE PAST…
The warm atmosphere of the living quarters created a dim glow within the area. Children dressed in quotidian clothing were simply made of rags, walked toward the center of the room where a tall man in his early forties held out a huge utensil in front of him.
Children, as young as five with their hands cupped around their bowls, stood in a single line.
"Next!" the low baritone of the man's voice bellowed from his diaphragm as each other the younglings scurried away to scarf down their meals.
Toward the end of one of the three wooden tables, was a little girl. Her sleek raven hair was pulled back in a solid swirl. Her dark eyes circled her bowl as her stomach quivered. She was still hungry.
The little girl peered from her bowl and glanced at the other children's bowls. They all ate the same thing.
The squalid-like appearance of burnt porridge was the cook's special, that afternoon.
The girl stared at the ponderous cook as he poured a pint-sized amount of the gray substance onto the last child's bowl. Her curious eyes sparkled as the sparks of the fire reflected against her iris.
From the entrance, a woman who appeared to be quite young stood there. Every head of the little children lifted to see her.
The lady strolled down each of the aisles, observing everyone. Her cold hazel eyes stung the little girl, which sent the hair of her back rise up.
"Ten Ten!" her strict tone automatically shook a reflex in the little girl as she stood still, almost frozen.
The other children turned their heads to look at the little girl. They smiled.
"As far as I'm concerned, my organization and I are very pleased by your kind hearts to offer a home for our children," the young woman leaned toward her clients. Her spaghetti fingers crossed with each other as her long crimson nails curled at each end. It looked as if her nails could scratch out anyone's eye out within a second.
Her face was scrunched up with fine wrinkles that were displayed over her countenance. Her bright mane shone in the light as a life-sized window allowed fresh light permeates from the wall behind the woman.
Before her sat a woman and a man who were seated beside each other. The man and the woman appeared to be at the same age. The man had a receding hairline while the woman had a beret set upon her bountiful curls.
"May I see her, honey?" the woman's voice kindly asked her husband, as she held onto his hand.
Her husband glanced at the woman behind the desk.
"Bring her in," the headmistress buzzed her secretary in on an intercom.
The doors swung open, and the couple turned behind them and grinned.
In front of them, was little Ten Ten. She had her rags changed because the headmistress had to find a pleasant dress for her to wear in front of her new clients.
A tear glittered from the female client, as she stood up with her husband and held her hands to cover her mouth.
"She's such a darling angel," her voice was muffled behind her closed fingers.
Her husband squeezed her hand and tried to hold back his tears.
The headmistress curled up a smile and ordered Ten Ten to introduce herself.
"Good afternoon, my name is Ten Ten and I am 9 years old," Ten Ten greeted the couple and curtsied.
The little girl walked over to the Headmistress and stood at the corner of her desk. The clients took their seats and couldn't take their eyes off of the little girl.
"Well, let me see," the Headmistress looked through some of her old files, "Her name is Ten Ten, her father was killed in a battle and her mother left the child to a convent. Things did not go as planned, and she was somehow dropped upon our doorstep. She had lived here in our orphanage for 8 years. She can write and play the harp well. Her favorite subjects are math, science, and history. In her spare time, she enjoys helping one of our gardeners plant our iris and tulips," she read off Ten Ten's biography.
"Oh, Ms. Tsuchiro, my husband and I would like to have her as our daughter," the woman cheerfully acquiesced.
Her husband enclosed his hand around his wife's and replied, "Where can we sign the legal documents?"
"Right here," the Headmistress pushed the files toward her clients and the man held out a pen and signed his signature. When he was finished with the signing, the Headmistress tried to smile.
"Good luck with your new parents, Ten Ten," she bid her final farewell to the child.
A sleek white limousine cruised down toward the driveway and the gates parted. The lavish vehicle drove toward the front of the mansion. Ten Ten stepped out of the limousine and held her new mother's hand. She led the child into the mansion.
"Wow…" Ten Ten whispered to herself as she witnessed the grand living room that was the size of a ballroom where she dreamed of Cinderella waltzing with her Prince Charming. She took miniscule steps down toward the room with her mother.
When she arrived toward the dining room that was one third smaller than the living room, Ten Ten realized that there was another child in the house.
"Mom, what do we have for dinner? I'm hungry," a young boy who stood two heads taller than Ten Ten, emerged from the doorway.
Clasping her grip on Ten Ten's hand, his mother said that the cook would be out for the weekend.
"Your father and I brought someone home," the woman's sparkling sapphire eyes greeted her son as she looked down and saw Ten Ten, "Daisuke, meet your new little sister, Ten Ten,"
Ten Ten's new brother took a quick glimpse at her and grinned.
"Welcome home, sis," his emerald eyes twinkled.
"Daisuke! Wait for me!" a grown up Ten Ten sprinted down a hill with her white dress trailing behind her. As she tried to catch up to her foster brother, Ten Ten's luscious raven man streamed behind her like midnight ribbons.
"COME ON! YOU RUN TOO SLOW!" Daisuke called out to her from the bottom of the hill.
Panting, Ten Ten reached her brother and pushed him down to the grass. Daisuke burst out into laughter.
"You grew up, Ten Ten," he chuckled. His neatly trimmed blonde curls decorated his face, as his cheeks were glowing crimson.
Ten Ten laughed and tilted her face up in the air, "I'm only 12, shut up."
"You want to play hardball? You're talking to the son of a multi-billionaire who happens to be three years older than you!" Daisuke playfully pulled her down toward him.
"DAISUKE!" Ten Ten cried out but the boy clasped his hand over her mouth.
Ten Ten could feel her heart racing as the touch of Daisuke's hand caressed her face. Something was wrong; she could feel it.
"Daisuke…" Ten Ten turned away but the young man leaned toward her and kissed her.
Expecting a kiss back, Daisuke waited for the girl's response.
Startled, Ten Ten slammed her hand across her brother's face.
"How dare you! You're my brother!" Ten Ten scolded him. The young girl got up and ran away from him on the grassy ground.
Why did he kiss her, Ten Ten thought to herself. The touch of his lips made her shiver down to her spine. Ten Ten kept on sprinting toward the mansion. When she reached the front door, she pushed it wide open and strode down to the living room.
Trying to reach for her breath, she saw her parents seated on the furniture in the living room. Ten Ten reached them and cried out to them for help.
They did not respond to her.
"Mother! Father! Daisuke tried to…" Ten Ten screamed but her voice was stopped by a harsh tone from her father.
"SHUT YOUR MOUTH, YOUNG LADY!" Her father threw his newspaper to the living room carpet as Ten Ten's mother sat calmly beside him.
"What?" Ten Ten looked in disbelief.
What happened?
"Ten Ten, please do not utter another word!" her mother raised her voice.
Thoughts swirled in Ten Ten's mind; she couldn't control her feelings. All of a sudden, images of her father standing up and upbraiding her for something she couldn't understand were displayed before her. Screams emerged from her mother as she tried to hold her father from touching Ten Ten.
Something was wrong.
Ten Ten saw her mother dip her hands in her own tears.
Ten Ten hopelessly stood silently.
From behind her, Daisuke came into the living room.
"Daisuke," Ten Ten went over to him, however, her father ran over to his son and pushed Ten Ten away from them.
"Get away from my son, you filthy monster!" her father yelled at her.
"What happened? What's wrong, father?" Ten Ten wiped away her tears.
"What do you mean you do not know what's wrong? YOU ARE WHAT IS WRONG! WHAT YOU BROUGHT UPON THIS FAMILY WAS WRONG!" Ten Ten heard her mother's stern voice from behind her.
"How dare you? Daisuke is your brother! WHY DID YOU DO IT?" a disgusted face was displayed on the girl's father's face.
"What did I do?" Ten Ten glanced from her mother to her father, and to Daisuke.
"You tried to rape me, Ten Ten," Daisuke stepped away from her.
Ten Ten gaped her eyes in horror.
No.
"THAT IS A LIE! DAISUKE! THAT IS A…" Ten Ten was cut off.
"YOU SHUT YOUR TRAP!" Daisuke's father warned Ten Ten.
"It isn't true! Daisuke kissed me when we were outside! I didn't try to rape him, you know that!" Ten Ten tried to show her innocence.
"I didn't kiss you, you were the one who tried to kiss me! Get away from me, you whore!" Daisuke spat at her in disgust.
"I want you out of this house, Ten Ten," Daisuke's mother replied.
Ten Ten looked around and all she could feel was hatred in the room.
She was unwanted.
"You do not belong here," Daisuke insulted her.
"No, I didn't…" Ten Ten pleaded.
"I want you out of my house!" Daisuke's father burst.
Things were happening so fast for Ten Ten. She pleaded for her innocence and begged her mother to let her stay. Daisuke's mother would not budge. Despite all of her attempts, the front doors that once greeted her, slammed shut in her face.
"Welcome back, Ten Ten," the Headmistress greeted the 12-year-old girl who stood on the front of her doorsteps. The woman opened her door and let Ten Ten in. With a smug look on her face, the woman slowly clasped the door shut behind her.
"Miss? I ordered lemon tea! Where is it?"
"Miss, where is my dinner?"
"CHECK, PLEASE!"
Voices within the restaurant shook Ten Ten's mind, as she rushed around scribbling down her customer's orders.
From the kitchen, the manager led Ten Ten inside to calm her down.
"It's all right honey, it's your first time to work here," the man embraced her.
"Thanks, dad," Ten Ten thanked her new foster father.
"Your mother will be in the kitchen, I'll be in the back office if you need me ok? Try to make our customers feel welcome and satisfied when they leave our restaurant. It's good for business," her father patted Ten Ten on her shoulder.
Ten Ten grinned at the man she admired and walked back into the diner and served cold drinks to the customers.
It's been almost a year since she went into a new home. Ten Ten grew up and filled out. Her sumptuous black hair was down to the back of her knees, and she had grown five inches.
"Your mother and I are going to leave early, are you sure you want to stay here? I can drive you home right now," her father was worried.
"It's ok dad, I can close up the diner. I'll be fine, I can take care of myself," Ten Ten proudly answered.
"That's my girl, come home safely," her father patted his daughter on her head.
When he left, Ten Ten walked over to the tables and held out a wet rag and began to wipe the remains of the customers' meals.
It was almost nine o'clock. She had to close up the diner. Patting her hands, Ten Ten wiped the sweat from her forehead with her hand.
Ever since she was adopted, she had to work at her new father's diner. She was used to being a waitress, but she couldn't stand the men who came to the place.
They were disrespectful, to her.
Ten Ten grabbed a mop and began to sweep the floor clean when she heard a toilet flush in the background.
That was strange, she thought.
"I thought I was the only one here," she whispered to herself as she resumed sweeping the floor and tidying each of the individual tables.
"Hello, pumpkin," a voice greeted her from the background.
Ten Ten looked up and turned her head face to face with a man.
He was dressed in a casual shirt and black slacks. His hair was slick back and he had an insatiable smile on his face.
Ten Ten shrugged him off. He was a regular customer, of course.
The teenager continued to clean the room, when the man walked over to her and embraced her from behind.
The girl screamed, but the man's hands clamped around her mouth, escaping any noise from Ten Ten.
She shook her head furiously and tried to break from his grip.
He was too strong.
"Is that how you treat all of your customers? I thought you were supposed to make your customers happy, and leave them satisfied when they leave," the man nibbled on Ten Ten's left ear.
Ten Ten lifted her foot and slammed her heel on the man's toes.
The man let his grip loose on the girl, and Ten Ten started for the door.
"You're not going anywhere, pumpkin!" the man called out to her and blocked Ten Ten's way to the exit. There was a cruel look in his eyes.
Fear was in Ten Ten's eyes.
"Come here," he playfully held her and dragged Ten Ten close to him, and grinded his body against hers. He drove her against the wall and slid his tongue down her throat and explored the region within Ten Ten's mouth.
The girl tried to push him off of her.
He would not budge.
He would not let go.
He was not going to leave.
"No!" Ten Ten's muffled cries were no use.
The man towed Ten Ten into the background and slammed the door behind them.
No one was going to disturb them.
Ten Ten darted toward the end of the room, but the man was too fast for her. He fell on top of her and pulled his head back in laughter.
He had her.
"Aw, pumpkin, don't you want to play with me?" his words stung Ten Ten.
Tears flowed from her eyes, as images of her father and mother flashed before her eyes.
Ten Ten wanted help.
There was no help for her.
Ten Ten opened her eyes and screamed. The man furiously slapped his hand across her face.
The young girl drew long breaths and tired to escape, but the man pinned her body down across the cold tile floor.
She had no control.
The man was.
"If you don't move, it'll be over as soon as you let me," Ten Ten felt the man's slacks slide down beneath her legs. Her eyes gawked open in horror.
She did not want it.
She wanted out.
Ten Ten squirmed her body and flung her arms and legs, but the man sat still on her. His hands slowly roamed on her milky soft legs. The girl turned away from him, but the man held her face and pulled it to see what he was doing.
"Don't you want to see? I'll give you a good show, pumpkin," the man cackled.
Soon, Ten Ten couldn't move. The man was on top of her; his body was three times as big as hers. She felt her underwear slide down between her legs and felt vibrations beneath her.
She cried out in pain, but the man compressed his hands against her mouth.
Ten Ten felt something firm below her waist and caress her legs. She felt it move up toward her and when it reached her in contact, the teenage girl screeched out in pain. The stranger pounded his frame against her. Every movement he made, Ten Ten felt a surge of emotion burst through her. The man's tongue slithered inside her mouth and felt his hands enclosed around her breasts. The man twirled his tongue between the spacious valley between her breasts and moaned in pleasure.
Pain struck in Ten Ten.
Bitter tears streamed down from her face as she let go and let the man consume control of her. Ten Ten prepared for the worst and closed her eyes and succumbed to the darkness.
Crystal orbs dripped from her parents' faces when Ten Ten winced as she told her guardians the truth.
"I'm…come here Ten Ten," her father opened his protective arms out toward the teenage girl. Accepting the embrace, Ten Ten rested her head against his chest.
A few minutes later, a familiar face entered the diner and made his way toward a vacant table. Ten Ten clenched onto her father when her eyes trailed the man who was waiting for someone to write down his order.
"It's him," Ten Ten whispered into her father's ear.
Looking up, he tilted his head and he was in full view of the vile man who committed a desecrating act.
"You…BASTARD!" her father released his hold on Ten Ten and darted toward the man's table and besieged the man's thick neck with his calloused hands.
"HOW DARE YOU! HOW DARE YOU!" Ten Ten's guardian had his hands remained on the man as Ten Ten's mother sprinted over and tried to get him off of the man.
"Honey! Calm down!" his wife begged.
Ignoring his wife, Ten Ten's father wailed in a grief-stricken tone.
"SHE'S ONLY 13! 13! AND YOU CALL YOURSELF A MAN AFTER WHAT YOU HAVE DONE TO MY DAUGHTER?" he tightened his hold on the man, as the sex offender gasped for air.
Soon, police officers burst into the diner and surrounded the area and ordered the man to free the guilty man.
"We'll take care of this in court," a police officer stood between the two men with a whistle on one hand.
The customer massaged his neck and felt the transient impressions that the owner of the diner made on his neck.
"I'll see you in court," the man groomed his suit and straightened his hair and walked out of the restaurant.
"What do you mean our case is invalid?" Ten Ten's father slammed his fist onto the hard surface of the table.
His lawyer cleared his throat and flipped through a pile of legal papers.
"I'm sorry, but I can not help you and your family. There is nothing we can do, we must forfeit the hearing," the lawyer informed them.
"HE BRIBED YOU, DIDN'T HE?" the girl's guardian realized.
"Sir, I apologize but I can not represent your daughter in the court hearing. We do not have tangible evidence to accuse the man," their legal advisor answered.
"So what do you suggest? That we leave this alone, and let my daughter be quiet? She was raped by that monster; for god's sake! What if you were in my position? IF your daughter were taken advantage upon from that man, WHAT WOULD YOU DO?" Ten Ten's father raised his tone.
"I'm sorry," the lawyer pushed himself out of the seat and made his way to the exit, "You have to find another lawyer,"
"IF you were to sue me, trust me, I would make sure that I will win and rob your family BLIND," the man answered in mischievous delight.
"You leave my family out of this!" Ten Ten's father pointed at the sex offender.
"Trust me, I have connections in this city. One move to deteriorate my reputation, I can evict you out of this diner and from your business. I will make sure that you are sent off to a foreign country and work under low paid labor, and have your daughter be bound to me as my servant to fulfill my sexual desires," the man's voice threatened him.
"You wouldn't," the guardian shook his head.
"Sue me then, and you'll see," the man slowly replied.
"MOM?" Ten Ten peeked her head out from the passenger seat.
"Coming!" her mother fumbled through her purse and entered the driver seat.
"I'm going to be late for school," Ten Ten rested her elbow on a shoulder rest on her seat.
"I know. Your father is still at his job interview now. Listen Ten Ten; you're going to an all girls' school ok? I just wanted to make sure that you'd be fine right now. Your father couldn't afford you to go to a coed public school just yet, darling," her mother cupped the black haired girl's chin and kissed her lightly on the forehead.
"Just remember that your father and I love you very much," she muttered underneath her breath inside Ten Ten's ear.
It's been two months, and as expected, they had to withdraw from the case.
In the classroom, a group of three teenage girls who were a few years older than Ten Ten sat like vultures near the teenage girl.
They all were in their school uniforms. A plaited skirt and a white blouse was the best way to go.
The tallest of the two sat down in her seat and eyed Ten Ten. Her hair was held down above her shoulders in bountiful emerald curls. The other two were a head shorter than her and could almost pass as twins; with crimson French braids.
"I see fresh meat," the tallest of the girls muttered to her friends.
The tallest girl strolled over to Ten Ten's desk and introduced herself.
"Hey there," she fluttered her eyelashes toward Ten Ten.
"Hi…" Ten Ten meekly answered.
"I'm Miho, and these are my friends, Murasaki and Akane. I see that you're new here…" the girl slid into one of the seats beside her.
"Yeah, I just transferred," Ten Ten pulled back an isolated strand of her hair behind her left ear.
"I hope you like it here, it's an all girl's school," Akane giggled as her eyes shone with wonder.
Ten Ten smiled.
"Anyhow, lunch is creeping around the corner here. Why don't you eat with us? Murasaki's mom is driving us to have a bite to eat," Miho invited her.
"Sure," Ten Ten's eyes lit up as she accepted the girls' invitation.
"Thanks for the lunch, Murasaki's mom was very kind to drive us," Ten Ten walked beside Miho as they headed towards the restroom.
"Oh, it's all right. So tell me, why are you here?" Miho asked her in an intriguing tone.
"Long story," Ten Ten tried to ignore the subject.
"Ok, well, why don't I make my story short then?" Miho walked closely to Ten Ten and gazed into her dark eyes.
"What do you mean?" Ten Ten asked.
"Shh," Miho stroke her index finger down Ten Ten's lips.
"Did anyone tell you that you talk too much?" Miho whispered into Ten Ten's ear.
"Oh, I'm sorry but I…" Ten Ten was interrupted as the other girl wrapped her arms around Ten Ten and gracefully leaned against her, placing her own lips gently against Ten Ten's.
Miho tasted like heaven.
For the next few weeks, down the halls of the Academy, Ten Ten found herself walking side by side with Miho. Miho slid her arms around Ten Ten's waist and smiled seductively.
Ten Ten moaned in pleasure as she was pinned against the cold wall as Miho threw herself against the girl.
"Don't stop, Miho, don't stop," Ten Ten made staggered breaths as she felt familiar hands roam up beneath her blouse.
"You seem naughty down there, babe," Miho locked eyes with Ten Ten as she massaged her hands between Ten Ten's upper thighs.
Ten Ten winced.
"Aw, babe. Let me feel better," Miho chuckled with enjoyment. She bent down and had Ten Ten's plaited skirt in her clear view.
"I don't think we need this," Miho placed her hands around Ten Ten and carefully pulled the zipper down and allowed the skirt to slide down her girlfriend's legs. Miho nuzzled her face against the soft texture of Ten Ten's legs. She left trails of kisses and worked her way up her girlfriend's legs and her tongue felt a silky texture that was wrapped around her destination.
She bit down on the material and slid it down beneath Ten Ten's legs with her mouth and playfully licked Ten Ten with delight.
God, she tasted good.
Miho closed her eyes and maneuvered her tongue along the wet haven for her mouth. She slithered her fingers up the soft texture of Ten Ten's skin. The young female stroked tiny circles on Ten Ten's upper thigh and nestled her face against the warm shelter inside her girlfriend.
The black haired girl could feel her chest beat heavily as she took staggered breaths as she felt movements inside her, igniting her in ecstasy.
Ten Ten could get off on this.
"Oh, god…" Ten Ten could feel her whole body quiver with satisfaction.
Miho smirked and slid her hands up to Ten Ten's face and held her face and smothered her girlfriend with a hot sultry kiss.
"Baby, we're just getting started," Miho playfully twirled her tongue in Ten Ten's ear.
"Where are we going?" Ten Ten followed after Miho as the two girls ran to the restroom.
"Hurry up!" Miho laughed as she swung the door open.
"Where the hell have you been?" Murasaki put out her cigarette with her black stiletto heel.
"Ten Ten and I were giving some loving," Miho rolled her eyes.
"Where is it, Akane?" Murasaki knocked on one of the bathroom stalls.
"Right here," Akane came out with a small blade in her hand.
Startled, Ten Ten had a puzzled countenance on her face.
"Don't worry baby," Miho held her hand.
Murasaki retrieved the knife from her friend's hand and slit a small opening in the center of her palm.
Akane and Miho did the same.
"Wait, what are you guys doing?" Ten Ten asked.
Miho held out Ten Ten's hand and slit an opening on her hand.
"STOP IT!" Ten Ten cried out.
"Shh," Miho whispered.
Miho placed her hand and rubbed her wound against Ten Ten, and the other girls did the same.
"This is a blood oath baby, we are all going to stay together until the day we die," Miho grinned as she rubbed her hand with Akane.
"Why a blood oath?" Ten Ten was confused.
"If one of us leaves, she dies," Murasaki's face glowed as she mimicked a gun blow off with her hand. Miho and Akane laughed shrilly in response.
Ten Ten quietly served the plates to her parents. It was a Friday spaghetti night.
"I never knew you had domestic skills in you, honey!" her father's face glowed with pride.
"Thanks, dad," Ten Ten gradually set herself onto the chair and watched her mother twirl the fork around the cooked noodles.
"Well, your mother and I will be leaving tomorrow for a small trip, I was wondering if you could maybe stay at one of your friends' house, if that is not any trouble," her father wiped his mouth with a napkin.
"Your father and I don't want you alone at the house," her mother chimed in.
"Don't worry about me, I can take care of myself. I think I can stay at Miho's place." Ten Ten nodded her head.
"All right," her parents concurred and resumed to their meal.
The four teenage girls paced together side by side as they reached Miho's driveway.
"Damn, your place is a looker," Ten Ten was awed by the presence of her girlfriend's three -story abode.
"My 'rents bootleg," Miho threw back her hair with her hand and grabbed Ten Ten by the hand and ran toward the door.
When the girls reached inside, Mursaki began to giggle when they reached a door down the hallway.
"Come on, I've been dying to see what you've been talking about, Miho!" Akane squealed as she turned the doorknob.
Confused, Ten Ten turned to glimpse at Miho.
Miho's eyes glared with a mysterious aura. Even though Ten Ten had been with her for three months, she still couldn't put a finger on what Miho was thinking about, in that little head of hers.
She still had more to learn about her and the girls.
And Ten Ten was right.
"Holy shit!" Akane cried out when everyone reached inside the room.
In front of them were aisles of weapons stored in the back of the house.
Rifles.
Shotguns.
Knives.
You name it.
"Those are used to take care of people who tell on my 'rents," Miho acted as a tour guide, explaining each weapon as they all made their ways across the room.
Murasaki glided toward the second aisle and placed her finger on one of the deadly weapons.
She slowly parted her lips and licked her lips with her tongue.
Miho ambled up behind her and held out her arm and pulled out a gun that was double the times of her arm length.
Akane looked up from the fifth aisle and reached the two girls with Ten Ten.
"Isn't this baby gorgeous?" Miho leisurely massaged the texture of the firearm against her soft pale skin. She held up the weapon and placed her head by the end of the gun as if she were to aim at the enemy. Miho wrapped her hand around the handle and playfully coiled her finger around the trigger.
Ten Ten thought she looked good; almost deadly…like an assassin.
"You can tell if it's an angel by the way you hold her," Miho released her pose and returned the firearm back into its slot with the other fighting utensils.
"Which means, don't mess with Miho," Akane lightheartedly joked with Ten Ten.
"Damn straight," Miho's smoky eyes spun their direction toward Akane.
A few weeks later, Ten Ten excused herself from her math class and strolled to the girl's restroom. When she reached the stalls, she heard muffled noises coming from the second bathroom stall.
"Shh, you don't want us to get caught do you, sugar?" a familiar hushed voice spoke softly within the same bathroom booth.
Ten Ten curiously sauntered over to the stall and a recognizable face emerged from the door.
"Ten Ten!" Murasaki quickly pulled up her black frilly skirt, and straightened her tank top. Behind her was Miho who smiled a greeting to Ten Ten as she casually leaned against the cold surface of the tiled wall.
"I'll see you later," Mursaki left.
"Hey there, sweetheart," Miho alluringly wrapped her arms around Ten Ten's neck and her lips streamed down small pecks toward Ten Ten's left shoulder.
Ten Ten pulled away, "What were you and Murasaki doing?"
"Oh, nothing. She needed help putting up a tampon," Miho shrugged and hugged Ten Ten's neck with her thin arms.
"Sure, you probably had an excuse to stick your finger up her cunt," Ten Ten pushed her girlfriend away.
"What the hell is going on, angel?" Miho had a stumped look on her face. She leaned forward and hummed small words, "do you need help with your tampon, too?"
"Fuck off, bitch!" Ten Ten smacked Miho in the face with a swift blow.
Massaging her left cheek, Miho scowled at her.
"This," Ten Ten waved her hands in the air, "is OVER,"
Before Ten Ten could storm out of the restroom, Miho snatched her by the hand and suppressed her with a cold tone in her voice.
"You think you can walk out on me? Well, think again Angel. No one is going to take a second look at you!" Miho clenched her fingers into Ten Ten's waist.
"With that fat, you won't even have a chance to get a fuck," Miho spoke.
"I don't need your shit, this is OVER; everything is!" Ten Ten wildly exited the room.
Ten Ten slammed her hands around the bowl in her restroom. She opened her mouth and let out the excess waste that streamed down from her mouth.
After numerous gags and spits, Ten Ten wiped her mouth and flushed the toilet.
She walked over to the end of the restroom and checked her body in front of the full view mirror.
"Don't let her get to you, Ten Ten," she spoke to her reflection as she examined her waist and the rest of her body.
In a few minutes, there was a knock on the door.
"Ten Ten, dinner will be ready in five minutes! I made your favorite meal!" her mother knocked on her door.
"I'm not hungry," Ten Ten lied.
"Ten Ten? Is everything all right in there?" her mother knocked again.
"Yeah, everything...is…fine, I'm just not hungry tonight," Ten Ten excused herself.
"Just come down and eat," her mother walked down the stairs.
After school, Ten Ten tried to avoid Miho and the other two girls. She hurriedly jumped into her mother's car.
"Is everything all right?" her mother pushed on the pedal.
"Just drive, mom," Ten Ten peered into the window as other students at the Academy passed by the vehicle.
"Ok," her mother cruised out of the parking lot, "I'm worried about you Ten Ten. You're not eating,"
Ten Ten ignored her mother and turned on the car radio.
Her mother looked at her daughter and turned off the music.
"Is something bothering you?" the car stopped at a red light.
"There is nothing for you to worry about, ok? I'm fine, really, I am," Ten Ten crept up a smile for her mother.
Ten Ten's guardian sighed, "well then, when we get home I am going to make you dinner, and I want you to eat it and do your homework,"
"Ok," her daughter replied.
Her mother made a left turn when the stoplight turned green.
Ten Ten regurgitated her repast and quickly flushed the toilet.
She washed her hands and her rinsed her mouth. The girl opened the door and saw her mother in the doorway.
"What is it with you going to the bathroom every time you finish a meal?" her mother began to sniff the air.
"Ten Ten!" her mother had an astonished look on her face.
"What?" Ten Ten tried to hide her breath.
"Are you…honey, are you bulimic?" her mother asked her daughter.
Ignoring her, "Listen, I have homework to do. I have a math test tomorrow,"
"NO!" her mother stopped her daughter.
"Let go!" Ten Ten pulled her arm away.
"We need to talk," her guardian leveled her tone.
"We don't need to talk," Ten Ten replied.
"I need to speak with your father," her mother walked over to the nearest phone.
"NO!" Ten Ten grabbed the phone and hung up.
"What is the matter with you?" her mother had a worried look on her face.
"Nothing! Just…leave me alone!" Ten Ten started to walk toward her bedroom. Before she could walk any further, she felt her mother grab her and bring her downstairs.
Ten Ten tried to struggle and release herself from her mother's grasp, but she was led into the car.
"How old is she?" the nurse began to scribble information on her clipboard.
"She's 14," Ten Ten's mother answered.
"And what's her problem?" the nurse asked.
"She has an eating disorder," the teenage girl's guardian had trouble speaking.
"Anorexia or Bulimia?" the nurse continued.
"Bulimia,"
"How long has this been going on?"
"I just found out this afternoon, that's why I brought her here, I want to get her help,"
"When was the last time your daughter had something to eat?"
"Well, I cooked her favorite dish for lunch. I'm not sure if she threw it away or just ate it and threw it up in the school bathroom,"
The nurse continued to write down further information, "Are you her biological parent?"
"No, my husband and I adopted her," Ten Ten's mother answered.
"Could you tell me your daughter's history? Are there any medical problems that you may know from her biological parents?" the nurse asked.
"Not that I know of, my husband and I were told that her father was killed on the battlefield, and her mother was a poor escort in this hotel south of here. She couldn't support the child and left her at a nun's place but they turned her into an orphanage," tears welled up in the woman's eyes.
"Don't worry ma'am. We have the best-specialized doctors for cases like these. You don't have to worry a thing, I'll make sure that your daughter is cared for and assisted with this disorder," the nurse calmly smiled and placed a comforting hand on the woman.
"Thank you," the woman thanked her.
Ten Ten was dressed in white and secluded in a room. She wanted to get out.
Later, a nurse came in and pushed a cart that had her meal.
"Dr. Yamamoto would like you to finish your meal," the nurse had a friendly aura around her.
She placed the meal onto a table that was near Ten Ten.
"Have a nice meal," the nurse left the room.
It's been three months.
Ten Ten could feel her body changing, she was gaining pounds.
It was a good thing.
From what her doctors have told her, ever since she was bulimic, her heart rate dropped tremendously and she had irregular periods. There were times when Ten Ten couldn't think and passed out in frequent periods while at the health clinic.
She lost twenty pounds.
And now she gained it back.
She was healthy.
A nurse came in and greeted Ten Ten, who was in her hospital bed.
"You have mail," the lady held out an envelope to the girl.
"Thanks," Ten Ten answered as the nurse exited the small room.
Ten Ten ripped the envelope open and read her letter.
If you leave us, you will die.
The letter said.
It was signed in blood.
Ten Ten quickly wrapped the letter and threw it into a wastebasket.
It was the third letter that week, she received.
Weeks later, she received another letter.
I will shoot your brains out, bitch.
The letter said.
Ten Ten ignored it and threw it away.
Three weeks passed by, and Ten Ten began to worry. She hasn't seen her parents in two months.
Her doctor went inside the room and sat on her bed.
"How are you feeling? Have you been eating?" he asked.
"Yes," Ten Ten nodded.
"Ten Ten," the doctor momentarily paused, "I am glad that you are eating well, your parents have signed your release forms and you can leave the clinic tomorrow morning. From your records, I can see your metabolism to function properly, and you regained your fresh glow in your skin. You are healthy right now,"
"Thank you, Dr. Yamamoto," Ten Ten smiled.
"What you went through, for the past few months, I understand was terrible. I see girls these days, coming in with their parents with disorders. Girls are not eating these days, they are throwing up after every meal and complaining to lose more weight than they should be," Dr. Yamamoto continued on
"I hope that you understand that cutting your meals is not the healthy decision to lose weight. By being bulimic, you throw up, but not only are you losing the food, but also the vitamins. Your dental x-rays showed that you have made erosions in the back of your molars. When you throw up, there is a high level of acid that comes through, and in most cases, they burn off the top surface of your teeth. I do hope that you understand the consequences, Ten Ten,"
"I understand," the girl said.
"Good, well I'll be looking forward for you to go home back to your parents. They seemed to miss you a lot the last time they checked in to visit you," Dr. Yamamoto grinned and departed Ten Ten's room.
"So, where are we going?" Ten Ten asked, as her father loaded her belongings into the vehicle.
"Well, your mother and I decided that we move, we want to give you a fresh new start, after the clinic and everything," her father explained.
"Next week, you'll be going to a school, a public school," Ten Ten's mother buckled up her seat belt.
"Is it coed?" Ten Ten asked, as she sat behind her mother.
"Yes, and this time, I want you to study hard in order to get a head start into your bright future," her father lectured.
"Yes, dad," Ten Ten smiled as his father drove the car, leaving the hospital.
"Hi, are you new here?" a fresh new face greeted Ten Ten on her first day at the high school.
"Um…yeah," Ten Ten shyly answered.
"My name is Neji," he shook her hand.
He seemed friendly, Ten Ten thought to herself.
"So, do you want to sit with us at lunch?" Neji asked.
Thinking back to what happened at her previous school, Ten Ten kindly declined the offer.
"Ok, well, I'll see you later then," Neji picked up his books and left for the lockers.
Later, Ten Ten hurriedly packed up her school materials for her next class. She sprinted down the steps and quickly walked to her classroom. When she was turning to the right, around the corner, she bumped into someone.
Her books and paper went flying in the air.
"Oh, I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" a young man, who was a few inches taller than her, apologized.
Bending down on his knees, he helped Ten Ten pick up her books. When their hands met on Ten Ten's chemistry textbook, the two looked up and locked their gazes with each other.
"Hi…" Ten Ten flushed pink in her cheeks.
The boy gulped and smiled, "Hey…"
Ten Ten clutched her textbooks to her chest and stood up with the young man facing her.
"I'm Lee," the boy stumbled through his words and held out his hand and shook the girl's hand awkwardly.
"Nice…nice to…nice to meet you, ma'am," Lee stuttered.
"Please, call me Ten Ten," the girl's eyes sparkled.
"Nice…nice to meet you, Ten Ten," Lee smiled.
The two didn't know what to say each other.
"So," Lee looked around and beamed at Ten Ten, "do you want to…um, er…"
Ten Ten listened and hung onto every word he said.
"Do you…" Lee cleared his throat, "Would you like to eat lunch with me?"
Ten Ten's eyes lit up and she nodded her head continuously.
"I'd love to!" she accepted his offer, blushing madly.
"Ok, but um, we'll be eating with my friends, but I don't think they'll mind because I won't mind and…well you won't mind, right? Well, I'm glad that you want to eat lunch with me, usually girls don't usually…" Lee was cut off when Ten Ten held his hand.
"Let's go eat," Ten Ten squeezed his hand. Lee was about to say something but didn't. Instead, he gazed into her eyes and the two walked together toward the school cafeteria.
On their way, Lee asked her, "So um…there's this dance coming up…it's um, err, the New Year's Eve Dance…and I was uh…well…I was wondering if you would…err um…if you would like to…"
"I'd love to, Lee," Ten Ten moved closer to Lee as they continued walking.
Author's Note: Oh my goodness, that was 20 pages right there on Microsoft Word! Anyhow, my Memorial Day weekend was fun. I had quite an eventful day. I fell out of my mom's car and tripped over the public toilets. I think I am accident-prone. By the way, please review! It is greatly appreciated! I made this chapter long for you guys, since you waited for like forever to have this story updated! Review please!