It was like a knife had struck Tyson deep in the gut, he couldnt breath and was still unable to feel the full pain of the wound. All it took was for Mr. Dickinson to announce that the World Championship would be held inTokyo Japan is two months, for Tyson to have a complete break down .
He had tried for so long, 6 years, to forget about that place but some how it managed, like usual, to creep back into his life. Everything overflooded his soul and he knew that by the end of the day there would be nothing left of him. Tokyo did that o him, although he would never admit it.
It shocked him whe a warm hand found it's way to his own, and when he realized it was Hillary's it shot tingles through his whole entire body. Hillary squeezed it and let go, Tyson suprised himself when he didnt remove his grip. "Come on, we'll go get pizza, it's my turn to buy" whispered Hillary.
Tyson didnt ignroed every one but Hillary, he blocked out Rei's excited chatter about never being to Tokyo and Kai's scornful looks. He could only really feel Hillary's hand in his own and the pain that had made its way to the rest of his being. "Yeah, lets get out of here" he replied back, kicking the chair out from undernieth himself.
They made thier way to the sliding door of the Dojo but were stoped by Hiro, he grabbed Hillary's hand as she walked past him and was forced to let go of Tyson's. Hillary now stood before the man she had kissed not even 2 nights ago. She didnt know what to think of it really, she had fun on the date. They danced he bought her dinner and they kissed when he took her home. There was nothing shameful about that,right?
That's where the good part of the story stoped and she wanted to throw up and crawl in a whole. Tyson didnt have a clue how well the date went because Hillary told him that it went horrable. She made up some tall tail of how Hiro has spilt a drink on her and made her pay for them. Of course, Tyson bought it. How could he not! Hillary was his best friend he didnt have to wory about her lieing, itleast thats what he thought.
"I just wanted to ask you about the banquet for Tyson thats comming up," he pasued and took a huge breath in and this brought a smile to Hillary's lips. "I thought we could go together..." Hillary saw the blush on his face and this made her blush also because she didnt know how she was going to tell him that she was in love with his brother, how do you tell some one that?
She opened her mouth to speak but was interupted when she heard the horn blair from outside, she was being summoned. Hillary sighed and looked longinly at Hiro, "I'll think about it." And with that she pivited on her right foot and made a B line for the door.
When she reached the side of the road where Tyson's truck was parked and was shocked to see his hands in his face. She stood there looking at him crying into his hands and it broke her already shattered heart into even tinier pieces. Mabye she didnt know the half of it, mabye she wasnt as close to him as she felt.
Tyson knew that Hillary was standing outside staring at him through the window, like an animal at the zoo. But there was nothing he could do about it, there was nothing he could do about anything. He tried so hard to block the memories out but now, thinking of having to return to Tokyo rattled his bones, Tokyo almost always did that to him...
"I'll see you later, ok little brother?" Hiro stood in the drive way of an old crickety house. Cobble stones were missing and dirt had become the houses prime coat of paint. Tyson's eyes were filled with tears, his brother was finally leaving. Hiro always spoke of leaving what he called "heavens hell" but had never actually done it. But now at the age 14 stood beside his car which was jam packed with his things.
Tyson took a big breath in, at the age of 10 it washard to understand exactly why his brother wasnt taking him with him, still at present day Tyson doesnt understand that question. "Where will you go" whispered Tyson trying to ignore the silent tears running down his cheeks and the crack in his small voice. Hiro smiled and placed his handon his brothers shoulder. "They want me to go and work at the BBA, i''ll stay with Grandpa."
Tyson nodded his head as if he understood and hugged Hiro. When they let go Hiro got in his car waving at Tyson, but never looked back. Tyson stood looking at the car until it became another piece of nothing on the world where nothing mattered. He walked inside glancing at his mother passed out on the couch. His father was siting at the kitchen table drinking rye and coke.
Like usual the young Tyson walked past his drunken old man but this time he grabbed Tyson by the sleeve of his shirt. "Where the fuck did your brother go;" Tyson stared at his father plainly, blinkin butnot responding. It wasnt the first time his father had hit him, there were probably times when the drunken old man hit him harder. But this time it stung more, because Hiro wasnt there to stop it. Hiro wasnt there, he was always there, but not that day.
"Im going out for cigeretts you useless piece of shit" muttered Tyson's father after Tyson stood up, touching his swollen cheek lightly. "If your mother doesnt wake up call an ambulence." Tyson stared at his mother out cold on the couch. This was an often happening, but something was wrong. Tyson knew he was only 10 but that didnt matter, there shouldnt be so many empty pill bottles next to his mother.
That night Tyson's father never came back, neither did his mother. He was taken to live in a foster home, taken away from the fighting and screaming and all the sadness that was inside the walls of that old house.
Tyson heard a soft voice in his ear telling him that she was there, and the radio playing faintly in the backround. "Tyson, what ever your running from..its gone now." Hillary had her head on Tyson's shoulder and her mouth up by his ear. She didnt know what went on in Tokyo but kind of terrors Tyson used to live with, but she didnt need to know. She loved him and was there for him and thats all that mattered.
Hillary sat, feet dangling in mid air. She held the cold bars of the bridge that she sat upon, water was benieth her and the sky aboce her. There was nothing holding her there but that bridge, thats why she liked it so much. Alot of things had happend when she was there, her first kiss the first day she met Tyson (when they were 8) She was sitting on that bridge the day she became part of the Bladebreakers.
But the good reasons werent why she sat there, she sat on the bridge to justify everything in her life. She looked up at the sky and then down at the water that the moon refected off of. It was beauty at it's best, but beauty was nothing. Beautyshe had deacided a long time ago, was something the whole world thought they saw but didnt know the hald of.
Staring hard at the sharp strangly shaped manicure sissors in her hand she wondered whybeauty was the way it was. What if you were blind you couldnt see anything, would you be depribed of it the rest of your life? Tyson had poured out his soul to her, about all he saw was ugly. Not really what he saw, more what his life was made up of.
The hurting and suffering was ugly, the day Hiro left him was ugly. His whole life leading up to this very day seemed to be some kind of ugly. And as much as she wanted to tell him how much she understood, she couldnt bring herself to speak. So the truth was left unsaid and yet agian beauty was unfairly and undeffently portrayed.
She rolled up her long sleeve revealing her pale skin covered in scars. Small slices thick digs, every cut was different. But it didnt have anything to do with the way she lived her life. Her life was so different from the diverse cuts, she lived the same day over and over. She wished that she could change that, but as she shoved tyhe blade deep into her skindragging it slowly towards herself and then back and forth, she realized that wasnt going to happen. She would be living the same day over and over agin until it ended. Some one would end it for her, helping her change and become happy or she decided, she would end the sameness that she hated so much, herself.
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