IllfixthesebrokenthingsRepairyourbrokenwingsAndmakesureeverythingsalright
Katsuya
I didn't have a good life from the start. I was abandoned near a dock at three days old. I was found by Oba-sama. She was a sweet old lady. She didn't have any children of her own. So Oba-sama was happy to take me in. My life with my grandma was decent except for one thing. She had an older adopted grandson named Jiro. He hated me from the start. I couldn't explain why. Maybe because he saw my future. Maybe because he was snob. I couldn't tell. Either way, Jiro hated me.
But with Oba-sama around, I was out of his reach. That was until I was two. Oba-sama became really ill. The oldest, Quon, had to hold the family together. He didn't care what Jiro did to me. I was now helpless. When I was five, Oba-sama died. That's where my misery started. Jiro's abuse and taunting grew worse. Quon didn't try to help. He was too busy with the eight of us. I was left to fend for myself.
At eight, I couldn't take it anymore. The final straw was late November. I was playing with the leaves outside. I couldn't sleep that night. The night was cool. The rain had just stopped. I was in serenity.
Then, I heard footsteps. I froze instantly. Only two people were up at this hour. Kei, who sleepwalks, and Jiro. I prayed it was Kei. But when I turned to my dismay, I saw Jiro glaring at me. I became afraid. He always beat me. Whether for damaging a dagger or no reason at all, I was still beaten. I swallowed hard. What did I do now?
Jiro smirked. My eyes grew big. Here is comes. Jiro walked forward and grabbed me by the shoulder. I tried not to scream in pain. He dragged me into the woods. My fear rose like floodwaters. Jiro dragged me to the temple. Blood was all over the floor.
He threw me to the ground. I tried to get up but Jiro stepped on my back hard. I clinched my teeth in pain. Jiro looked around. He began to snicker. "Tell me little brother," my captor hissed. "What is this?" I opened my eyes and looked around. "Blood." I said weakly. "I'm sorry, what?" Jiro asked. He stepped on my back harder, "BLOOD!" I cried out. "Good," Jiro said. "How did it get there?" I tried not to cry. "I fell…" I began. Jiro stepped on my back again. I tried hard not to scream. "Never mind that!" he snapped. "Clean it up!" "How?" I asked. Another step to my back came along. "Lick it up!" Jiro called out. I felt sick all over. "But Jiro…" I began to plead. He stepped on my back hard again. This time. I cried out in pain. "Lick it!" Jiro called again. I felt my body give way to his foot. I panted hard. I had no choice but to comply. I began to lick up the blood. Jiro laughed at me as I did so. "Lick it clean!" he yelled.
When the floor was clean, I felt like throwing up. Jiro just smirked. He walked away laughing. I sat on the temple floor crying. Crying in sickness and anger. I was weak against Jiro. Well, no more! I vowed to protect myself from now on!
The next day, Jiro tried to punch me for spilling the morning water. Instead of crying as usual, I grabbed his fist and glared at him. He was taken-aback. "Hey!" the idiot yelled. I stood my ground. "No!" I said coldly. "You aren't going to bully me around anymore!" Anger rose in Jiro. I didn't care. I found my strength. This triggered on-going battles between us. Then, another twist came.
Her name was Okichi. She came after Quon and Jiro. I had a crush on her. But Okichi never noticed me. That was until I was twelve. I was walking back from fishing in the river one hot summer day. I was coming to my room to rest for a while when I saw Okichi slipping a piece of paper in my winter jacket hanging on the door and run away. Curious, I walked to my room, dug into the pocket of the jacket, and pulled out the note. I opened it and read it quietly. Its message blew me away. It only said three little words.
I love you.
I was stunned. Was she joking? Was this a prank? Was Jiro behind this? And if Okichi did love me, in what way? I decided to find out.
That evening, I found Okichi eating watermelon. "Hi." she said innocently. I swallowed hard. "About that note…" I began strongly. She began to blush. Right there, I had my answer. She loved me in a romantic sense. I rushed forward and held her close. Okichi held me back. "I love you, my precious." she whispered. I noticed her sweet scent. Her hair and body smelt of lotus flowers. It was so heavenly. I thought Okichi was an angel in disguise. From then on, we secretly dated.
My life had improved from there. But one late summer evening when I was fourteen would change everything. Quon, a female friend of his, Okichi, and I were taking a walk along the country road. Okichi had grown more luscious over these two years. She was now seventeen. Plenty of boys stared and drooled over her. But my love all turned them down. She was true and pure to me. I would then discover a dark side to her.
After hours of walking, we all decided to rest. I was about to drop off to sleep when I felt someone nudge me in the arm. I looked up and saw Okichi kneeling beside me. I was in a cloud of dreams. "Yes dear?" I asked. She quickly covered my mouth. "Just come with me." she whispered. I didn't ask any questions. I just got up and followed behind.
My love and I came to some bushes. I was really confused now. Why were we here? Then, Okichi gave me a hard kiss on the lips. Pleasantly stunned, I kissed back. She grabbed me tightly and fell back, taking me with her. Fear and delight mixed inside of me. I wanted this but something was holding me back…
Okichi yanked off my shirt. I began to tremble. Okichi sensed my fear and broke off the kiss. Her bluish violet eyes met mine. "What's wrong?" she asked. I swallowed hard. "I'm scared…" I admitted nervously. Okichi lightly touched my cheek. She kissed my forehead and whispered, "It's okay. I have you with me. I won't let anyone hurt you." I began to relax. I pulled off her red obi and slipped her white yukata off. I became aroused at her naked body. I instantly wanted this now! I untied my pants and slid them off.
We were in the middle of the lusty ride when we heard a sound. I paused and listened closely. Okichi looked at me. "What's wrong my love?" she asked. I heard snickering behind me. I slowly turned to see two older boys behind me. They didn't look like they were from Fire village. I caught onto why they were snickering. "Aw, look!" one called out. "Young lust in the bushes." I became scared. I heard about guys like them. They ambush young couples making love and beat them to death. I swallowed hard again.
The other one smirked. "Tell you what," he said. "We'll let you go if you keep on." My heart raced in fear. "Now?" I asked. They both grinned sickly. I looked down at Okichi. She looked pale with embarrassment. I tightened up despair. I had no other choice but to finish.
I continued the ride against my will. The older boys laughed and made catcalls as they watched. With my shame, my anger grew. I was angry with Okichi, not the intruders. She lied to me and used me. She promised she would protect me and now she failed. I wanted to kill her afterwards. One of the boys looked up. "Uh, Soi. I think we should go now." he said. "Not now," his pal said. "The runt didn't come yet!" I really felt sick now. Please stop this now!
I got my wish at last. The boys heard dogs and flew quickly. I pulled out of Okichi and climbed off. From then on, things were never the same anymore.
Things became bitter towards the end of summer. We all had a summer party. Okichi and I still weren't speaking. She couldn't even look into my eyes anymore. I was still angry with her. But things weren't harsh until Jiro pushed it over the edge. He and Okichi were talking near the window. I kept watching them from a distance. Okichi looked annoyed. Then, Jiro tried to kiss her on the lips. She kept pushing him away. Jiro just wouldn't quit and kept trying to kiss my former love. I became pissed at him as well. My old feelings for Okichi had sprung to life again. I wanted to rush in and protect her. But something had me back…
Finally, Okichi slapped Jiro in the face hard. The room became dead. Everyone stared at them hard. Jiro looked up in rage. Okichi watched in fear. "Slut!" he growled. Everyone stared our sister now. I rushed to Okichi's aid. Anger filled her soul. "That's a lie!" she countered. Jiro smirked. "That's not what I heard, right Katsuya?" I became stiff as everyone eyed me. I wanted to run away. Okichi stepped forward. "I'll tell you all the truth!" she screamed out. Right then, my fear and anger reached its final point. "NO YOU WON'T, YOU BITCH!" I screamed out as I grabbed her and threw her back against the wall. She hit her head hard and knocked out. Frightened, we all crowded around her. Quon checked if Okichi was still breathing. She seemed to lie lifeless. Fear became stronger than my anger. What have I done? What have I done? I just killed the one person who truly loved me! I fled in terror.
Later that night, I decided to bury the body in the lake. So I nailed the coffin shut and began pushing it out to the lake. But soon, my real guilt would start. As soon as I pushed Okichi's casket in the water, I heard screaming. I froze and realized that my love was still alive! I watched in horror as the coffin sank into the lake. I fell to my knees crying. Now I had done it, I really killed the one person I loved.
I decided to run away and find my father. I did run away and I did find my father. But he rejected me just the same.
As I walked home drunk today, I realized something. I was free. I didn't fear jail, the law, pain, or death. Women were all the same to me. No matter what a bitch said to me, I would be the more dominant one in the end. I laughed like a madman.
When I made it home, I found Sakura-chan hanging up clothes outside. I began to remember Okichi. They were both alike. Maybe too well. Sakura-chan turned to me. When she saw my face, she became frightened. I instantly began to hate her. But with my hatred, came a deep tenderness. I wanted to strangle her. But strangle her tenderly. My love began to run and I pursued her. I felt like a ravenous monster chasing a helpless deer.
Sakura-chan made it as far as the woods before I grabbed her by the right shoulder tightly. I would have pulled her down successfully if I hadn't tripped over an up-turned tree root and fell, taking her with me. When I rose to all four and opened my eyes, I saw her foot. She was escaping. I grabbed her by the heel and she lost her balance and fell again. My mouth landed behind Sakura-chan's knee. I sucked and nibbled on the sweet flesh in complete madness. I heard her panting softly in fear. Yes my love! Show me your fear!
I needed her! I wanted her! I pinned Sakura-chan down without mercy and turned her to face me. Her soft pleas fell on deaf ears. I smacked her across the face hard. "Shut up, you slut!" I yelled unconscious. Her eyes were big with fear. I was in a deep state of tenderness and hate. A bolt of desire raised in my rod, giving it length. I wanted to fuck her. But fuck her tenderly.
I held Sakura-chan down as I thrust into her madly. Her voice was too weak to be heard now. I saw tears streaming down her cheeks. I didn't care. Rage and lust burned through my soul quickly. It tore my up inside. Tears fell down my cheeks. I'm doing it again. I'm hurting the one person who cares about me. This is not me! This is not me! But I couldn't stop now. He expression of fear drove me to pump faster and faster. I… just… liked it…. I just couldn't quit!
At long last, I came. But to pull out of her would be painful. So I did so quickly. I looked at my poor victim. She was losing consciousness. Her pink silk panties hung around her ankles depressed and limp. I am so sorry my love.
Again, a mix of hatred and tenderness filled me. The hatred wouldn't let me touch Sakura-chan but the tenderness let me cover her. So I found an old blanket, threw it over her out cold body, and walked away quickly. I am so sorry, my love.
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