Chapter two: My Past(part one)
New chapter out now before the new year! Yeah sorry it took so long and all but it is longer, peeps!
Disclaimer: I do not own Shugo Chara, just this fic. I wish I did though XD
"Fuck that shit, Kichona!" Noboru hissed, irratibly, clenching on my arm. I yelped out in pain as his hold on me got tighter and tighter. "Your stupid to think we're gonna get them back in time and I certainly won't attempt to save them. I'm never gonna go back to jail."
"But why are we leaving them. they're gonna die if they aren't already arrested!" I ask in my stupidity.
"I have been close to going to that hell-hole too many times before. I'm not about to give up my freedom just to save a gang member," he replied icily and it was then I lost hope in the Blood Sharks: the alliance and family-like bonds we shared had melted away with similarities to ice. Tears pool in my eyes as I try to remember what led me onto this abysmal path.
I remain in pain and agony as I dash through the gloomy streets, warily. Darkness consumes me and I am encased by the gloomy streets. Yet in a way I am in the light to finally have escaped mother's abusive nature. It was a quick reatreat after three years of sorrow into safety but at the same time danger. I do not know my way and am certainly lost in the night. With only the moon illuminating my way, I am easily consumed by my fear. I comb my fingers through my silver tresses in order to distract myself from this dire situation I have been pulled into. Instantly, I sense a presence beside me that looms over my dainty form. All I can possibly do is hold my breathe in anticipation.
"Your at a loss, all alone aren't ya?" a voice questioned me which made me shake until it was out of my control. His dark eyes stare into mine.
"Names Noboru, by the way kid," Noburo said coldly, "and you are trespassing on the Blood Shark's premesis, you better leave." He intrigues me so deepl I can't possibly let him go. As he leaves, I trail his steps. The boy turns and smirks with slyness playing his lips.
"Do you realise following is dangerous: your in for a world of violence, drugs, booze and pain," he drawledas if to fill me with fear but it could never work on me after enduring so much before. I followed him earnestly with feirce excitement and relief spawning from me. At the dead of night, we are met by several gang members who I now know to be: Mika, Kenji, Minato, Ryou and Osamu. I could tell from then that they would be like family from there on out and it warmed my at that time I had no idea of what I was to experience. The drug dealing, the shootings, the fear; especially my near death experience . lt was all too overwhelming for me too handle. With new associates my life changed in many ways for the very worst. I still hold the horrors in my memories and they never seem to leave my mind.
I remember when the hurt finally came to an end. Noboru darted down the warehouse in hurry. And I gasp for breathe as I try to keep up with him. I force strong out-bursts of strength in my step but it does not helpvery much in such and onerous task of keeping up with him. Mika is gone, Kenji is gone, Minato is gone, Ryou is gone and so is Osamu but I know not to turn back to look for them or else we will be caught. Longer and longer, I pump my legs in my endeavour to escape. Sirens screech in the distance and unnerve me.
My limits are reached and I am too mentally weak to carry on in my sprint. Dread consumes me once again for I know what will come from all this. And all I can possibly do in my time of weakness is scream, "NOBORU!" However loud I shout, he would pay no attention and he simply raced off without me. Inevitably, I am spotted by the authorities in the depths of the warehouse. I never believed someone I looked up to so much could ever betray me but it seems quite I lay strewn across the floor, the authorities catch up with me in no time. I am picked up and carried away down the aisle of the warehouse for I am too fatigued to get up.
"Right kid, what on earth do you think your doing?" a genorous-hipped man inquires. I give no answer: I would never rat out my gang members-not for anything in this world.
" The young girl won't talk will she. Could you at least tell us your name?" the plump man's exact opposite asked, sweetly. Yet again I do not comply to my
orders. "Does she even speak Japanese?" the bony, second man questioned. To which I respond, "I can but prefer not to answer to you," The first gives me a stern stare and I contemplate feigning a devious persona to mess with his mind. All I can manage is a large smirk. I can sense his instant fury and it fuels my slyness very much.
"Don't fall into her web. She's just trying to trick you!" the bonier man intercepts before any serious damage can be done. I how he douces my fire.
I am led outside where I am greeted by flashing camera lights and news angencies. A busty and quirky lady saunters up to me with a microphone in one hand and ego in other.
"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Tonight we bring you reports of a young gang, known as the the Blood Sharks, who have attempted to rob from Solar Corparation. It seems we have discovered the youngest member of the ruffians," she then directs a question to me, "so what is with your your gang and this attempted crime?" Pissed- that's how I feel now in the centre of everyone's attention.
"It's none of your buissness, you bitch! Leave me fucking alone!" I lash out angrily in large rage. I've never been so angry; I wasn't even aware of this side of me. She's like a raging flame- undouceable by all. Before I knew, I was tasered and down on the ground. I seemed to zone out then. I was in a different fuzzy world for a very long time.
–-xxOxx-
Sat down on his chair, the deep-greyhaired man stared at me sweetly but in obvious confusion. Silently, I trudge to an empty seat placed between a brunetteand raven-haired boy. Try refrain from violence, I tell my self. It's hard to do so knowing full well their attention is completeley focused upon me. I try hard to remain attentive to the whiteboard in front of me. I shan't let their stares affect me in any way. A certain pinkette seems to be the middle of a small gossip infront of me. It seems they are discussing me- as it is the hot topic of the moment- and trying to explain the subject of me to the pinkette. It's none of my concern, although. As I turn my attention away from all agrivators, my ears catch sound from lips beside. It is the raven-haired boy
"Aren't you the girl the police brought in a long time ago?" he asks, intriguied by his memory of me from so long ago and I remember it just as well.
–-xxOxx-
In the dark of night, my eyes snap open. I must have been out for hours: for there is a a slight trickle of sunlight pouring through the cracks of the blinds. Hopefully, I glance around taking note of my surroundings: chairs, a table, a window, flurocent lights, an old book shelf and a stool. And on that very stool sat a woman dressed in police attire.
"I'm glad to see you have finally woken, Kichona," she says weakly. I do not bother to question her knowledge of my name; my guess is he already knows: my family, home adress and age. "Whilst you were still unconcious I discovered some very disturbing marks upon your back."
It is then that tears come streaming down from her coal black eyes as she watches me. Apart from her short,weak weeps we are engulfed in total silence but at the very same time her silence speaks loudly. It as if at that moment ,she wraps her arms around me, she can read me better than anyone could ever have before. Never would I have believed I would have such a connection with a stranger and it seems she will be a life long aquaintance. Unaware of her arangements to take me to courtthe woman ,who I know know as Aoi, I stayed with her in comfort for then on. Days pass and I am in great happiness and peace of mind, however in the back of my mind I dread what is to come as I see mother again.
I was warned but on the day of February19th I could not control the fleeting emotions with in my person. A large number of peole are all gatheredaround in court, most of which are complete strangers and reporters. I am sat down in a witness box beside a rather portly man residing on an upper-levelseat; I guessed he was the judge and I was very clearly right. After a long wait, the crowded room was silenced from its large uproar of speech. For as long as possible, I remain zoned out in a world of my own freedom and peace but then I am questioned by the judge. All eyes are set on me once again like the night of my capture. In great fear of the attention I am receiving, I smooth down the blouse Aoi presented to me on the day I first slept in her home with her and stand up shyly. I staring down at the beautiful azure and yellow cotton blouse in order to distract myself from the outer world. The swirly patterns and butterflies are so captivating in the way they are so carefully embroided into the fabric.
"Alright, Kichona, do you promise to speak the truth and nothing but the truth?" he asks sternly, as if I am about to lie through my teeth.
"I promise to not to bear false witness in this court," I say truthfully looking down to the ground.
"Now please describe to the court the horrendous situation of living you have been in," he says cooly and calmly as if the very words we utter have no real importance. I suppose so seeing as he must deal with these such things on a daily basis in his work. Slowly, my wander over to my mother who seems to be in a complete stata of nonchalance however she can not fool me so easily with her exterior demeanor.
"Her mother has been abusing her quite viciously for so long and I will not let this injustice go on for any longer! I certainly can't sit back and watch this atrosity go on unobserved. Just look at the state Kichona's back!" Aoi bursts out from the audience. It is for that reason that the tears yet again well in my eyes; she cares so much for me and I simple can't comprehend it. Mother glares at Aoi; I believe the dorment behemoth within her has woken to the sound of defiance.
"You have no right of speech I this. Kichona will speak and that is all there is to it, correct?" Mother drawled in a serene guise in the awkardness of the situation.
"But it's all true every word! The pain, the torment, the fear I wanted to escape it all and I never want to go back to her. Not in a million years!" I scream and cover my ears in fear of their haunting words. This war, this battle is too haunting to reside in at this moment and all I can do is scream. Scream as hard as possible,
Authors note: I made it longer but now I think I'll split it up into two chapters but I'll try to get it up soon!