A/N:
Still haven't seen the movie you guys…
The air was thick with fear as Mrs. Sohma walked down the street. As she got closer to the village centre, she could hear voices all around her, whispering. Whispering about her. 'This is all her fault!' they said, 'If it wasn't for her, we wouldn't be doomed!'. She uncomfortably made her way to the bakery, where she bought a few dozen slices of bread for Kyo's dinner tonight. The baker eyed her.
"Why should I feed you?" He questioned harshly, throwing the bread into a bag and shoving it towards her. "It's not like you deserve it!"
Mrs. Sohma nodded; she knew this was true. It was only a matter of time before she and her family were chased out of the village and to somewhere else. Sighing, she left and walked up the cobbled alley to home, still receiving watchful eyes and whisperings around her.
Back at the house, Kyo was getting bored of watching the people of his village scurry in the rain. He felt as if it was his duty to bring pain and misery to the lives of others. His eyes wandered over to the globe on his bedroom desk. Kyo walked to it and spun it around, watching as the planet span. 'It will soon be all gone,' he thought to himself. 'Soon'.
Now Kyo, being one not to talk often, was surprised when his mother came into his bedroom unawares and questioned him.
"What have you done?" She asked, her tone filled with fear and anger at her son. He knew this could only be his fault. "Tell me!" She ordered. Kyo stood still, watching his globe as it spun, paying no attention to the fact his own mother was talking to him.
"Kyo!" She screeched, grabbing his arm and yanking him away from the globe. Their eyes met; hers filled with fear and Kyo's filled with pure rage. The expression on his face was priceless. It could only mean one thing; this wouldn't end pretty.
Mrs. Sohma dragged her son towards the staircase, so he was fully away from anything in his room to distract him from her words. She stared straight into his eyes and asked again, "Tell me what you did, Kyo Sohma"
As I said before, speaking wasn't something Kyo did much. He preferred to wallow in his thoughts and keep them to himself, to prevent angering anyone. But today, it seemed the Devil's son's vocal cords would get a work out. His voice rattled as he spoke.
"What do you think?" He snapped, eyes glowering, "Have you not been outside, mother? Can you not see?" His eyes gazed to the railing of the stairs. Smirking and stepped forward, making his mother step back until her back was right against the rails.
"I want you to stop with madness!" She told him angrily, reaching for him to prevent herself from getting harmed. "Stop it, now!"
Kyo backed up and cocked his head to the side, a perfect smile forming. "Yes mother dearest," He sighed, before turning away. "Over you dead body,"
Mrs. Sohma watched in horror as he turned around and picked up his pace with his feet. As he came closer, it suddenly clicked what he was about to do. As she tumbled to her grave, she prayed that everything would turn out for the best. That what everyone was saying about her son was wrong. Although, in her last second of life she realized, 'If the accusations were incorrect, why would he do this?'.
Kyo watched with a gleeful smirk as his mother splattered across the floorboards. Yes, he had pushed her off the balcony. Yes, he had enjoyed it. Yes, he didn't care. He almost laughed as her pitiful body lay crumpled on the floor. Eyeing it for a few more moments, he headed back to his bedroom. His policy was,
'If no one saw me do it, then it wasn't me'.
A/N:
I think I might keep the chapters fairly short in this one, guys.
Right-o, thanks for reading.