Ok…where was I…um…………oh! Right, chapter starts!

"Akito, sir, I hope you don't mind me asking…but, why—"

Yahiko was cut off in mid-sentence by a blow from Akito. "I told you, to never ask questions!" he shouted. Yahiko touched the now red mark on her cheek and frowned, I should've known that would happen, I mean, this is Akito.

"Anyway, on to business, as you should know by now. I do know it; all of it" Akito sneered, "The only thing I don't know, is why you did what you did?"

"Akito…how—"
"How? Isn't it obvious? A gunshot wound in your eye, blood on your hands, such a give-away!"

"I…"

"What?" Akito snapped, shooting another blow at Yahiko, so she fell out of the chair and onto the cold, hard, wooden floor.

"I didn't mean to do it! It was an accident! I didn't mean to kill my parents!" Yahiko admitted, half sobbing, half shouting, "But, I just had to you see? They were atheists. That night, seven years ago, my father had come home from murdering a priest. The night before my mother had burned down that same priest's church! Not only had they killed the priest, but his family too. My best friend…she was that man's granddaughter…"

"And that motivated you to murder?"

"Yes…"

Akito snorted and kicked Yahiko in the ribs, causing her to whelp in pain, "What a pitiful reason. I command you to leave!" He ordered. Still in pain, Yahiko stood up and limped to the door, only to hear Akito's voice sneer at her again, "And, transforming at that school, very slick. Very slick indeed," He said sarcastically, coldly.

I can't believe that just happened. I just pray to god he doesn't tell anyone, but…ah, fuck! That memory…it…it's back!

Memory mode

The door to the apartment opened and slammed behind a man with dark brown hair who was sweating and laughing, silently.

"Did ya get him?" Yahiko's mother asked, her father nodded, "His whole family," he said, "I bet you're proud o' me; aren't you, girl?"

Her father's gaze had shifted to his nine-year-old daughter. Who shook her head solemnly. "No?" Her father asked, "but how can you not be? I just killed a man who worshipped some guy on a cross (AN: I am incredibly sorry if this offends anyone. I am not atheist and have no real feelings for those who are for I have never met one)"

Yahiko clenched her teeth and balled her small hands into fists. "Stupid brat, " Her mother said, "I bet she believes in that no good god man too."

Her father just stare blankly at his daughter before retrieving a gun from his back pocket and aiming it at Yahiko, "Do you now? I guess I'll just have to knock some sense into you know, huh?"

A shot was fired and Yahiko fell back. One of her eyes bleeding, she ripped off a bit of cloth from her dress and bandaged her eye best she can while her father stood watching her with his gun still raised. Yahiko looked up, never before had she been so angry. She thrusted herself at her father and snatched the gun away. She shot both him and her mother. For what they had done, they had paid. What Yahiko did was not a sin…right?

The last thing Yahiko remembered of that late November evening was seeing a pair of headlights and waking up the next morning with a glass eye.

I love this chappie! So fun to create, what do ya' think of Yahiko's little secret, huh? But its not over yet, we still don't know what the hell I did to Yuki…