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Past the Point of ReturnKyra's POV
As I opened the gate to my most recent home and the rain started again. Sighing I continued into the house slowly not caring that my clothes were sopping wet.
"Hello there Mistress, may I take your coat?" one of the many maids asked me. I silently slide my coat form my shoulders and continued straight to my room. My walls were painted in a dark blue color and the dreary light of day was blocked out by my dark curtains. I dropped my backpack next to my desk and sat down on my desk chair. My homework was easy but tedious causing my eyes to grow tired and my limbs to be heavy .
"Miss?" another maid softly knocked on my door to get my attention. I pinned her with my eyes but didn't speak. In my opinion there is too much talking in the world and I don't need to add to it if it's not necessary. The maid took a step inside my room but retreated when I narrowed my eyes. "Your father is home," she mumbled and hurriedly walked away.
The majority of our servants were either scared of me, or avoided me all together except for a select few. I went in search of my father because he considered it an insult if he wasn't properly greeted when he arrived home. He was in his study, where he always is when he is home.
"Welcome home father," I said softly but he didn't respond so I said it again with more volume this time. His head snapped up before I could repeat myself a third time.
"Come in her Kyra, I need to speak with you," he replied finally and I entered the room. I always dreaded speaking to my father because it never ended well and I never won. I starred respectfully at the ground trying to ward off the on coming argument. I didn't have to wait long this time for him to reply, except instead of words I received a swift blow to the face. Since I was not prepared I crumpled to the floor and held the side of my face.
When I looked up at my father he just turned away and dismissed me. I rose, said 'good evening' and ran out of the room with my face stinging but my eyes were dry.
The next dayHaru's POV
As Momiji and I entered the school campus together as usually just as Kyra arrived. She didn't look up from the ground and she seemed to not have heard us call her name.
In class she ignored most of my tries at a conversation or she just replied with a short answer that killed the topic. "Are you alright Miss Titsugumi?" I finally asked giving up dancing around the subject. Finally she raised her eyes and looked at me. There was such sadness in her eyes I wanted to pick her up and take her away from everything and feel a deep hatred to whomever put that sadness there. "I am fine," she said and absent mindedly rubbed her cheek.
Her hair swung to the side enough for me to see a blue and purple bruise high across her cheekbone. That pushed me over the edge into my other personality. I couldn't stop it so Black Haru surfaced pushing me beneath.
Black Haru's POV
The teacher was starring at me because I must have made a noise, but at this point I didn't care. "What's your problem Old Man? Wanna Go?" I practically screamed at him when he asked me to be seated. Out of the corner of my eye I say Momiji stand and take my arm.
"Mr. Malachi, May I please be excuse with Haru?" he asked sweetly. The stupid ass teacher was so stunned he allowed us to step out into the hall. Just our luck, I thought as Kyo came around the corner.
"Hey you dumb cat? Want to resume our fight?" I said menacingly when he was close enough. He gave me a confused look and turned to Momiji. I say him mouth He has gone black, to Kyo but I didn't care. I smacked Kyo in the back of the head and repeated my question, only louder. He slowly turned and lunged at me.
Lunch timeKyo's POV
Damn cow, I thought bitterly to myself as I pushed the lunch Tohru had made me around my plate. My face still burned from where Haru had hit me but I didn't feel as bad since I gave him a souvenir as well.
"Kyo?" a voice said over my shoulder. Turned and looked at Momiji. "What," I said back feeling bad that I had gotten Momiji a detention. He looked at his feet and then back at me. "I think I know what set him off,"
All grumbling aside I gave Momiji my full attention. "What?" I asked again. He looked over his shoulder and directly at the new girl. She was sitting by herself on a bench eating her lunch and reading a book at the same time. She must have felt our gazes upon her because she glanced up from her reading and locked eyes with me. I could see the dark bruise on her face. It stood out on her light skin and I understood why Haru went black.
Ok, phew, I guess that one was kind of long. I hope you enjoyed it and please review! Thank you!
