Kiyoshis POV
Walking inside my house after the first day of school I let out a long relieved sigh knowing this house had only one lonely soul... me. I slip off my shoes and set the aside, then walk towards the living room. Looking around at the boxes in the living room with big black letters marked 'living room'. Taking another look around the living room there is a fire place with a book shelf on each side. Opening boxes with books I take a few in hand and set them on the book shelf in alphabetical order. I opened another box and it had all my mangas. I set them on them on the other book self in alphabetical order and numerical order. I turn and look at another box, I open it and see my Wakizashi* (a short katana known as the honor weapon, the weapon used for a ritual suicide.) Katana*, (The traditional sword.) Odachi*, (A very long Katana. Carried on back or in hand.) and the the sword mount for them. Taking out the mount I mount it on the wall above the shelf of the fire place. Setting the Wakizashi on top, the Katana in the middle, and the Odachi on the bottom. Once finishing the unpacking for the living room. I walk towards the kitchen. Before I got to the kitchen I stop in mid step hearing a knock on my door, turning on my heel I walk towards the door and open it to see Eddward.
"Eddward, please come in." I stepped aside letting him in. "Take shoes off please." I looked over to him and smiled as he nodded and took his shoes off and set them next to mine. "Sorry about the boxes. I just finished with the living room."
"It's quite alright. Although its good to know I'm not the only one that takes my shoes off after walking inside your own house." He looked over to the book shelves and chuckled slightly. "There in alphabetical order." I rubbed the back of my head sheepishly.
"Yeah, I'm what you people call a neat freak." I let out a nervous giggle. He turned to look at me with a smirk.
"You and I will get along just fine. I'm a neat freak too." He chuckled. "So I was just wanting to check on you from your run it with Kevin earlier. I'm also wondering what you told him in Japanese." His face was serious with a hint of curiosity.
"Oh...That..." I fidgeted nervously and slowly began to speak. "Well I wasn't bothered by him, I'm positive I'd have no problem with him. I told him 'I'll kick your ass'. Only if he swung first though." I giggled softly.
"I figured it was something like that from the dangerous look in your eyes." He walked over to me and looked down at me. "Would you like some help unpacking?" I nodded happily.
"Yes please."
Once we finished I looked outside to see dusk approaching Edd and I were sitting on the couch resting. I decided to get up and get two bottled waters from the fridge and walked back into the living room with them.
"Would you like one Eddward?" I said softly and held one out to him. He slowly took one and smirked.
"Thank you, Kiyoshi." Opening it he took a big drink. His eyes wandered over to my Katanas. "Are those real?" He stood up and walked over to them. Looking back at me "May I?" He asked setting his water bottle on the coffee table. I nodded and walked over to him. He then took the katana down and examined the sheath and the hilt before unsheathing the blade within. He examined the blade. "Are these yours?" He looked up at me.
"They were handed down to me from my grandmother before she died.." I looked down from gazing at him as I recalled a painful memory. Once shaking the memory out of my head I look up at Eddward he had a concerned look in his eyes.
"Bad memory?" He sheathed the katana and placed it back on its mount. "Would you to care to talk about it?" I nodded and sat down on the couch.
"Well it was right after my grandmother had passed down the katanas. My mother had argued with my grandmother about giving me the treasured items of our family. Once Father, Mother, my little brother and I arrived home my Mother shunned me completely. In the middle of the night I had gotten up to use the restroom. My mother was walking toward me..." I wanted to tell him what had happened I wasn't wanting to relive that moment. "Kanojo wa watashi o korosou to shimasushita wakizashi*" (She tried to kill me with the wakizashi(The ritual suicide katana)) I looked to the Wakizashi mounted on the wall and sighed softly and used my left hand to gently touch the right side of my ribs below my right breast. slightly feeling a the bandages and a slight ping of pain from the wound that's upon my skin. Slowly looking to Eddward I knew he understood what I said without even telling him. He looked at me apologetically. He looked at the time on the clock on my wall.
"I'm sorry I must return home. I'll see you at school tomorrow." He smirked with the right side of his lips, his eyes smiled at me apologetically. I nodded and walked him towards the door and waved bye as he shut the door behind him. I locked the door and slowly turned on my left heel and walked upstairs towards the bathroom. Shutting the bathroom door behind me I slowly start to strip out of my clothing. On the back of the bathroom door hung a mirror. I could see my naked body from head to toe. The only thing left on my body was a rather large bandage covering my 5 inch long wound. Getting out medical tape and some plastic I cover the bandage. 'Can't get it wet...' I thought to myself and stepped into the hot shower my conscious faded into a memory...
I wake up with my bodily functions... Needing to use the restroom. I got up from my futon and headed to door. I gently and slowly slid it open turning down the hall to see my mother rounding the corner. "Mother, did I wake you? I apologize if I did." I said and bowed my head deeply too her.
"No child you didn't I've been awake." She looked at me coldly. Noticing something different about her like something deep inside her snapped. Reflexively I took a step back that's when she pulled the Wakizashi from behind her back unsheathing it and tossing the sheath behind her. Her calm cold face slowly turned into a menacing look of loathing.
"Mother what are you doing with that?!" She slowly pointed the now unsheathed Wakizashi at me and charged. Stunned by fear only for a moment. Once near me I pushed her hand with the blade aside a few seconds to late it sliced through the obi and my kimono slicing almost a deep wound to my right side. If I waited a few more seconds longer to push her hand out the way she would of stabbed me and pierced the bottom part of my lung. Wincing in pain I knocked her back and took a few steps back and took off running and flipped over her running towards Father and Mothers room. As I escaped my mother I bumped into my father who had ran out of his room to check to see what the commotion was about. He looked me over and noticed my blood stained kimono.
"Kiyoshi my dear child who did this to you?!" He asked in a low and angry whisper. Before I could tell him, he had seen mother walk around the corner with the Wakizashi in hand. Once mother caught sight of my father she dropped the Wakizashi she slowly looked at her now trembling hands.
"My beloved" She spoke softly. "I-I don't know wh-what has come over me." She fled into his arms. He pushed her away and walked toward the Wakizashi and its sheath that lay a few feet away and sheathed the blade after wiping what little of my blood was on the blade away using his kimono.
"Speak to me my beloved." Mothers voice trembled. My Father slowly turned too look at her.
"You need help..." He walked passed her and gently wrapped an arm around my shoulder we walked to the living room and he started to address to my wound. Wincing at the pain from him cleaning and using a medical type glue to close my wound. "Using this shouldn't leave a scar my child." He didn't look at me. He was ashamed he let such a thing to happen. "Mother will be dealt with I will send her away..." He paused for a brief moment. "I shall send you away too. I know if you stay here in Japan she will find you and try to kill you. I will not allow that to happen." I swallowed holding back my tears. He finally looked up at me and wrapped his arms around my trembling body. "My precious child stay strong. I'll send you with everything you need and the family treasures. You are strong, keep your body in shape just in case your mother does find you. Keep your mind and senses sharp like you always have. Make me proud my child." He placed a bandage over my wound once the glue had dried. "Make sure not to get this wet till the wound heals. I'll give you this just in case. Change and pack..." He placed the glue in my hand and slowly gotten up and went to the phone and made a few calls saying nothing more to me.
Two hours later
Some men walked in to our house and took my mother away. I had changed and packed like he had told me to do. Soon my fathers best friend walked into the door and gave me a sad look. He was a pilot he had his own plane. It could hold only two passengers. In the back was the place for cargo. I looked to my father pleadingly he forced a smile to his face and slowly turned away. Holding back tears I grab boxes and handing them to my fathers best friend. Once the last box was taken to the plane I looked to my father again.
"Father I'll make you proud I swear it. Please keep little brother safe..." He looked at me and nodded. Then placed on last big box in my hands.
"The treasures." He said nothing more and turned away from me and walked away. I knew this was just as hard for him like it was just as hard for me.
"I love you father." I whispered and walked out the door sliding it shut behind me I slipped on my shoes and walked toward the plane. The plane ride was long. I slept through most of it, trying to forget the event that had happened between mother and myself. I jolted awake feeling the plane start to descend. Below there was a red car waiting and a moving truck waiting. After landing a blond haired male waked over to the plane helping me out.
"You must me Kiyoshi. Your father called me and told me everything. I'll show you the way to your house and here is a map to your new school. You start today. I hope you can get plenty of rest before it actually starts. Follow us. We will unpack the moving truck when we get there." Looking up at the sky it was dark still although dawn would be approaching soon. I get into the red car and started the engine and waved by to my fathers friend. I soon followed the moving truck.
Finally we pull into the driveway of my new house in a cul de sac. The blond haired man walked over to me.
"We will set your futon up for now so you can get a few hours of rest. Go pick which room you want. There are three rooms. One down stairs and two up stairs." I nodded and walked inside slipping off my shoes and setting them aside. I looked at the three bed rooms and finally chosen the master bedroom up stairs. I walked back down the stairs he was waiting by the door. "You choose one?" I nodded.
"The master bedroom." My answer was brief. He just nodded and took my futon up. Once he placed it down and walked out I laid down and just tossed and turn I couldn't sleep. So I decided to go out and jog.
I was snapped back to my senses with a slight ping of pain in my side. I sighed and finished my shower. Stepping out of the shower I wrap my long hair in a towel, grabbing another towel I dried off my body. I took the plastic and partly soaked bandage off and patted my medical glue covered wound try. I grab bandages and medical tape and place a new clean bandage over my wound. Wrapping the towel around myself I walk to my room and put on my a black tank, black silk boy-short panties. and black shorts and look at my actual bed. Being from Japan I've always slept on a futon mattress on the floor. Father knew I've always wanted to sleep one an actual bed like this. I smiled pulled the covers down so I could crawl under the cool sheets and blanket that was soon warm from my body heat. Happily smiling from this experience I snuggled in the bed and looked out side the window looking at the night sky. I slowly drifted of to sleep thinking of how father was doing. I missed him so much.
That night I dreamed of my family in my childhood days. When mother actually loved and cherished me. Such happy memories with her. Playing in the park. Father and Mother taking me out to eat to announce to me that I was going to have a younger sibling. Remembering how excited I was. Remembering all the questions I asked. Her sweet giggle when I asked if she ate the baby in her belly. Mother told me her and father made the baby. Their happy faces turned into shocked wide eyed faces when I ask how they made the baby in her tummy. They just told me when I was older I would know. I wished I was older so I could make one too. My father looked at me and shook his head with a slight chuckle. He told me to wait till I knew I was ready to have one if I ever was. I was so confused back then. Now that I'm older I understand. Soon my pleasant dream slowly turned into a nightmare. Hearing the annoying alarm in the house telling me there was an intruder. I run out of my room to go get my little brother in a hiding spot. Ran to his room not making a sound. I slowly side open his bedroom door and see blood splattered everywhere. I step back in horror from the sight of his body covered in stab and slash wounds. Unable to speak I shut the door and is about to take off in a dead sprint to my fathers room. Once I turned around I see a woman in ninja attire and is covered from head to toe in blood. Not being to make out what she was saying she charged at me with a katana in hand dripping with blood. Stunned with fear I feel the katana pierce through the right side my body around the bottom of my right lung.
Feeling a sharp pain shoot through the right side of my body. I look around the room then to my right side as I raised my tank top to look at the bandage. Nothing. I walked to the bathroom and pulled off the bandages to see a small spot had reopened. I gently dabbed away the blood and put more medical glue to seal the small part shut. I walk back to my room and lay down on my left side closing my eyes to fall asleep once more.
