Returning
Chapter Eight: Dresses, Assassinations, and Midnight tears
Dream
My heart hurts. I can't see. No one's here. Why is it so dark?
"Chi Son…"
Who is that? Why are they calling me? Why can't I see?
"I miss you Chi Son."
Why am I thinking of her now?
"Why did you leave me?"
Go away…
"I love you…"
Leave me alone…
"You said you love me too…"
You're not real…
"Why don't you come with me?"
Just go…
"We can go see mommy, daddy, and Chi Giang…"
My family…
"Let's go Chi Son. We can be a family again."
No…
Leave me alone…
I can't leave.
Please just go away…
I want to go, but I can't. I can't leave here.
"You hate us…"
No, that's not true.
"You left us. You didn't care."
I love you…
End of dream
I shot up from the bed covered in sweat. My hand came to my face to find tears. Damn, why was I constantly thinking of my family? Even after three years, it still haunts me. I gave a sigh and found that the bed was empty. Sasuke were possibly somewhere and Neji, well I guess he was around here too.
I got up and looked at the clock. Ugh, 12:34. Way too early for me to get up. Then again, I had work so…Bleh. I exited the room and headed to the kitchen, not even glancing at the boys in the living room. I made me a cup of black coffee and walked out to the living.
When I got there, it took me a few minutes to actually register the fact that there weren't just two boys in my living room. There were four. Seconds ticked by, then it became minutes, and then dropped my poor coffee cup in shock.
'Damn and that was my favorite one too.' I stared in shock at the four people in my living room. I was completely silent after a while and then,
"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE! HOW THE HELL ARE YOU TWO HERE! WHAT IS FUCKING GOING ON!"
Neji looked at me silently and a red headed boy glared at me for screaming.
I think I'm going to faint.
Well now…this is a big turn of events.
No you think?
Well now, let's see. We have Neji leaning against the wall, a Gaara holding his hand out and controlling his sand, a Sasuke trying to get out of the sands' grasp, and an Itachi looking coolly at a Sasuke. Now…what shall you do?
Fuck this shit…
"I've got to be fucking dreaming." I walked backed into the kitchen and grabbed a butcher knife. I came back out holding it menacingly in the air.
"Okay, I don't give a shit how the hell you all got here, but this is really pissing me off. There are only two damn rules in my house. One is, if you touch, break, or destroy anything...you'll find yourself without a dick. Two isdon't fuck with me. Got it?" I glared at the four boys in my house and smirked when their eyes widened at the site of the knife. I sighed and walked over to Gaara.
"Put Sasuke down…now. Sasuke, dear…you so as much move, I'll make sure you'll never have kids. Itachi…just…don't even move. Neji…you're fine."
I put the knife on the coffee table and walked over to my phone that was near the recliner. I was going to kill someone soon. I have the biggest headache now. I hadn't even been awake for half an hour! I put the phone on speaker, dialed a number, and let it ring.
(Script)
RIING! RIING!
Some lady: Hello how may I help you?
Me: Fay…this is Bibi.
Fay: Bibi? Oh my god, where have you been? I've been doing all your paper work while you were gone.
Me: Yeah sure. I'll pay you back. I need another favor though. I'm going to be coming in late today okay? I need to talk to Joe right now though, so can you connect him?
Fay: Sure sweet heart. Wait a second.
CLICK. RIING! RIING!
Joe: Talk to me babe. Where have you been?
Me: I have a life outside of working for you, you know.
Joe: Uh huh. Well now, you've got a lot of hours to make up missy.
Me: Damn! Umm, Joe, that's what I needed to talk to you. Is there anything I can do to make it up?
Joe: Hmm…actually…we're having a corporate party tonight. It's at 8 till what ever time you want to leave. I know you're not the type to go to these types of parties, but if you go, I'll let all the hours you owe slip. However it's a formal party, so you'll have to wear a-
Me: Awe hell no bitch. I don't even own one! What makes you think I'll even agree t-
Joe: Unless you want to make up a lot of hours and be stuck in a room with paper work, I suggest you take up this offer honey.
Me: But…I don't even own a-
Joe: Buy one.
Me: How am I going to ge-
Joe: I'll send a limo to pick you up.
Me: What if I have-
Joe: Bring any guests you like.
Me: Asshole.
Joe: Love you too babe. Anything else?
Me: No…thanks for making my life a living hell.
Joe: No problem sweet heart.
CLICK.
(End of script)
I glared at the phone in anger and let out a frustrated scream. This was really taking its toll on me. I was stuck in a house with four guys who barely say a damn word, three want to kill one, one doesn't trust the other, the other one is just a stuck up asshole, and the last is a psycho killer.
"Isn't life just a bitch?"
Itachi looked at me carefully and then quirked a brow. Before he could ask, I answered, "Yes, I'm that thirteen year old you kissed that one time. If you say a word, I throw the damn knife at you."
He glared at me and I glared back. Gaara looked at me and I saw the corner of his mouth twitch. He remembered me too. Why am I stuck with all the people I kissed? Ugh, life fucking sucks.
My door bell rang. I sighed and got up. I glared at all of them and mouthed, "Touch anything and die." I never knew why I was so obsessed with keeping my things in good condition.
When I answered the door, I perked up immediately.
"Mrs. Simmons! Hello, how are you this morning?"
"I'm great dear. Could you come with me for a little bit? I just need to give you something."
I cocked my head to the side and said, "Sure, but first let me turn off my coffee maker." I ran back inside and went into the kitchen and flipped the switch. On the way out, I glared at them again and mouthed, "Stay put…or else."
I shut my door and walked next door with Mrs. Simmons. When she led me into her apartment, she took me to a room in the back which I remembered was her daughter's room.
She took me inside and began to dig through the closet. Finally she pulled out a box, and she handed it to me.
She smiled warmly and said, "This was Kyoko's. She loved these things in here. I'm pretty sure they'll fit you." I smiled and then thought, 'If this belonged to her daughter, why is she giving it to me?'
As if reading my mind, she smiled and said, "It shouldn't go to waste. It's very lovely and it should go to good use. Come dear, let's have some tea."
At that very moment in Bichson's apartment…
Sasuke: -Glaring at Itachi-
Gaara: -Wandering what the hell was going on-
Neji: -Sleeping against the wall-
Itachi: -Staring off into space-
Back to our loveable Bibi and Mrs. Simmons
"I had I lovely time talking to you dear. I hope you have fun tonight."
"Thanks Mrs. Simmons." I left her apartment and walked back to mine. When I opened the door, I found everything still in tact. When I got to the living room, I watched all of them for a few seconds and then sighed.
I swear…I could jump off a bridge right now.
Now now…don't say things like that 'dear.'
Fuck off you fucking fucker. I'm not in the mood for this fucking bullshit today.
-Sigh- All the vulgarness.
Is that even a word?
Not according to my Microsoft word thingy.
Really?
Yeah, anyways what to do with them…
I looked at the clock and it read, 2:15. I needed a break. I should go skateboarding.
(Script)
Me: You all can use henge right?
Itachi: …
Sasuke: No shit…
Neji: -Nod-
Gaara: -Nod-
Me: Okay then, all of you…use henge now. I don't care how you look, just look like a normal civilian though.
Dudes: -Does what she says in fear of having their dicks cut off-
Me: -Smiles- okay now, I'll be out in a second. You guys are coming with me. I can't leave you. You'll tear the place apart.
(End of script)
I walked back to my room and thought, 'Shit…how the hell are they going to go back to their world?'
I took a shower, changed, put on a beanie, added eyeliner, and smirked. My outfit looked nice. I had on a pair of black and pink skater shoes, a red tank top with a mesh shirt over it, black pants with slits, cuts, and chains hanging off everywhere. My beanie was red with the band name 'Skullz' on it. I grinned. I was a total bad bitch. I took a look at my cheek that still had scratch marks from my 'fight' with Mandy. Oh, that stupid hoe. I just wanted to bash her face in. I didn't bother to cover it up with make up.
When I walked into the room I was greeted with four stares and four really hot looking guys.
Itachi was a boy that looked no more than 18. He had black spiked hair, brown eyes, and he was wearing a white polo and blue jeans.
Sasuke…hot damn, I think I was mentally drooling. He was a boy who looked 17, had his normal hair style and eyes, but was wearing a muscle tee and baggy jeans.
Gaara was kept his hair color and eyes, but his face and clothes were different. He was wearing a white wife beater, and black baggy shorts.
Neji, he kept his hair the same, but his eyes were now a hazel color. He was wearing a regular blue tee shirt and blue jeans.
They all kind of stared at me. I stared back. Then after a few minutes I finally sighed and asked, "Is there a problem with the way I look?" they all didn't answer but they did stop staring. I rolled my eyes and told them to follow me.
(…)
After I skated my ass off, met up with Mandy, cussed her out, beat the shit out of her, walked in the park, had ice cream, and went to see Veronica, I was on my way home with four guys in tow.
I walked along the rode while hold my skateboard. My cheek was somewhat red because Mandy slapped me pretty hard. When we got back to my apartment, the guys went and sat down while I looked at a clock. 7:00…I had to go get ready.
I walked to my room and took another shower, then came out with nothing but a towel on. I walked over to the box that I had gotten from Mrs. Simmons. I looked inside and nearly fainted. There was a gorgeous black dress in there. It was a halter top so it exposed my back. The front had a low v-cut so it made it look daring. The bottom part was flared out and barely ran past my knees. The dress was simple and it fitted me perfect. I dried my hair and let it cascade over my shoulders. I added light make up except for the fact that I covered my tattoos and my scratch. That was a lot of powder. The shoes were a pair of 1 ½ inch heels, but instead of straps it had lace that I tied around my leg up to my knees. There was a small box that had a pair of earrings that dangled. It was just a simple silver color. The necklace was much more exquisite. The chain was made of silver, and the pendent was in the shape of a star and made of sapphires. It was lovely. I smiled sweetly, simple but beautiful. Mrs. Simmons knew me well.
Before I walked back out to the living room, I opened my closet and reached for the suitcase that held all my weapons. I pulled out two holsters. I tied one to each of my thighs and slipped in a dangerous looking knife in each holster.
I put the suitcase back up and walked into the living, and again…I was greeted with stares. I finally decided after two seconds that I was taking them.
"Okay then, if you all would stop staring at me, I could explain something. You all have to use henge again, but dress more professional. You know, like suits. We're going to a corporate party, and none of you are to kill, threaten, or physically/emotional/mentally harm anyone got that? Also, stay close so I can make sure you guys don't cause any trouble."
While we waited for the limo, I got a phone call. I picked up the phone and said,
"Hello?"
(Script)
Someone: Bibi, you got a mission.
Me: Great Jake, but I can't. I have a corporate party I have to go to.
Jake: Pfft, actually, you're target is going to the party too.
Me: Great. Hold on real fast.
(I got up and walked over to the kitchen where I could have a more "private" conversation.)
Me: Okay, fill me in.
Jake: Hold up, let Tyler tell you.
Tyler: Bibi, this is dangerous mission. The man you're assigned to kill is known in for his taste in women. He always gets the women he wants, so be careful. His name is George Havana. He's 43 years old, not that strong, but he is really good with words. Be careful Bibi, this guy's good. When Tanya went to spy on him, she nearly got caught so…yeah. Assassinate him quick and don't draw any attention. Also, if you need a reason for killing him, he's been illegally selling and manufacturing drugs that kill people. Don't let him cut you or anything like that. Mika's out of town on another mission, so we can't take the chance. Complete your assignment quickly and efficiently.
Me: Okay…that's it right?
Tyler: Yeah, good luck Bibi, god knows you'll need it.
Me: Meany…
(End of script)
I hung up the phone and walked back to the room.
(…)
3rd POV
The glorious room was filled with dancing people. Some were already drunk, others were just "mingling", and Bichson was no where to be found. Itachi, Sasuke, Gaara, and Neji were trying to escape the grasp of crazy rabid fan girls at the moment without killing anyone due to Bichson's threat. Gaara was about to lose it and just kill all of them when a mental picture of her holding a butcher knife came to mind.
'That stupid girl…'
With Bichson
His hands ran across her body, touching and feeling every inch of her. A small moan escaped her lips. His thin lips formed a smirk as he whispered, "You like it?" Her reply came out as a squeak as he trailed his hands over her breasts.
While he was too busy touching her, her hand reached down towards her thigh and pulled out a knife. Slowly she raised it above his head and stabbed him. His blood fell across her uncovered chest. His heavy body fell as she kicked him off her. She smirked silently and said, "Mission accomplished."
Cleaning off the blood on her body, she looked over the dead man's body. "What a disgusting twit and his needs for sex."
She walked out of the room leaving no traces or clues, and went to find the guys.
(…)
Bichson's POV
By the time we got home, we were all exhausted and sleepy. I didn't know exactly what to do with the guys, so I plopped down on the recliner and thought. After releasing the jutsus the four boys sat down on the couches. Sasuke was glaring holes at Itachi, but he didn't make a move since I was twirling a knife in my hand. I couldn't help but smile. It was like having a family again. It was kind of nice. I remembered when my mother would lay with me and sing me to sleep.
I got up and went to my room and changed into a long loose white tee shirt and shorts. I brought out two extra blankets and two pillows, and I walked back out into the room and sat back on the recliner looking at them. Finally I said, "Okay, how the hell did all of you get here? I know Sasuke came with me, but you three…"
(Script)
Neji: …I really don't know what happened.
Gaara: -Nodded in agreement-
Itachi: …I don't know either.
Me: Well considering I don't know how to get you guys home, I don't know what to do basically. However, as long as you stay here in my house, you'll follow those two rules from earlier. Itachi, you'll sleep on the couch out here, and you too Gaara. Sasuke and Neji, you guys will sleep in the same room as last night. There are a few other absolute rules. Of course, I won't bring them up until it's necessary. Anyways, it's late, so good night.
(End of script)
I got up and walked over to the couch Itachi and Sasuke were on and kissed both of them on the cheek. Then walking over to Neji and Gaara, I did the same to them, and then walked over to my room and saying, "Good night, sleep tight."
After shutting my door, I sighed and lay on my bed. I stayed there for a while and then decided I couldn't sleep. I opened my window and started to crawl out. My room was on the top floor of the apartment complex and sometimes when I couldn't sleep I would climb onto the roof and just sit there.
When I got to the roof, I nearly fell off at the sight of Gaara. His sand caught me right before I slipped off. I looked at him as he set me down next to him. He sat there looking at the moon. After awhile, I finally decided that I would sing to him. Just a simple song.
Oh here my voice
This is what happens
It was all my choice
Please forgive me
I never meant to leave you
But, I needed to be free
This is how we are
Just like fire and ice
I'll never be too far
Hold me close
Hold me tight
Keep me close to you heart
You told me that you loved me
You told me that you'd hold me
So why did you leave me?
Never forget what we were
You'll always be in my heart
And hopefully I'll be in yours…
When I stopped singing, I looked over to Gaara. His expression was unreadable. Then I felt the unmistakable wetness of a tear. I reached over to him and pulled him into a small hug. He clung to me like a child clinging to his mother. His body was trembling and shaking. I didn't know what else to do. I let him cry on me. The whole time I was whispering things like, "Shh, its okay. I'm here for you," and "I'll be here, just like I promised when we were 13."
I don't know how long we stayed up there, but I eventually felt him move from my arms. His face was still a little wet from the tears that were shed, but I reached over and wiped them from his face. Before I pulled my hand away from his face, his hand grasped my wrist and pulled me into a close embrace. He pulled out of the hug and kissed my forehead whispering a small 'thank you.' He then stood up and disappeared. I was guessing he went back to the living room to sleep or what ever he did. I sat up there on the roof looking at the moon for some time until I decided to go to sleep.
I crawled down and slipped back into my room, and lay back down on my bed. Tomorrow was going to be a long day. I needed a break from all this.
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YAY! Done with this chapter. Well after reading this over, I realized that this is going to be a loooong story. -.- Anyways, as long as you keep reviewing, I'll keep updating.
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