Homophobia: Living Through Hell

Four weeks later after the confrontation with Mrs Smith found Kurama, Hiei and their daughter Aria moving into a rented house out of the city and away from the school. None of the tutors found in the phone book would teach a little girl with male parents, something that both Hiei and Kurama had their suspicions about but chose not to voice. "But I liked my old room!" Aria was protesting as Hiei lead half, half dragged her out of their car.

Kurama merely laughed and picked her up. "It's not the most ideal of things sweetheart but we want you to get a good education, what better way than to get out of the city?" He took her into the semi detached, weaved his way around boxes and took her up the stairs to her room. He settled her down on the floor. "You've got more room to make a mess here." He said good-naturedly, showing her around her fairly large room with en-suite and walk-in closet.

After a good five minutes of hard scrutiny, Aria deemed her new room acceptable and began to plan where she wanted everything. Kurama smiled as Hiei stumbled through the door with a number of boxes all labelled 'Aria's Room' on them. "Please Aria keep it simple." He growled in the affectionate way he reserved only for his daughter, mate and sister. "I am not having a repeat of last time where I moved the bed half way around the world and back before you decided you liked it under the window…where it started!"

Kurama rolled his eyes and embraced his daughter. "Now…Daddy's kindly brought you your clothes and some of your toys. Will you be a good girl and hang them up while we go and organise downstairs?" Aria nodded and dived over to the boxes, clothes and toys being flung everywhere. Hiei glared at Kurama who simply shrugged. "I'm the vain neat freak." He reminded Hiei bitterly.

Before they had left their last home Kurama had been folding, packing and repacking everything neatly, usually in colour co-ordination. Upon discovering that Hiei's black socks were no longer in his sock box, said fire demon had torn through every suitcase and cardboard box in their room until, Kurama returned home from buying toothpaste. After that Hiei had been banned from being in the house, thrown outside with his socks. It was only after that he realised he hadn't got his boots with him. Giving up he went and sat on the swing they had in their back garden, Aria was at her Grandma's for the night while they packed everything up, correction…while Kurama packed everything up and Hiei unpacked everything.

Leaving the youngling to her own devices the men traipsed down the stairs, Kurama straight away diving into the master bedroom at the rear of the house. Hiei just rolled his eyes and carried their belongings into the right rooms, letting 'neat freak' organise everything, including returning back upstairs and picking up every single one of Aria's clothes and sticking them on hangars or folding them up.

A few days passed and an ever-watchful Hiei had taken Aria to school, leaving Kurama to start work on his back garden. Red hair glimmered in the sun as for the first time in a while he found himself relaxing. As midday approached Kurama wiped the sweat off his brow before standing up. This was the first time he noticed a pair of brown eyes staring at him intently. "May I help you?" He asked his neighbour pleasantly.

A lady of about sixty appeared from behind the wooden fence separating their gardens. "My husband saw you and your family move in on Tuesday afternoon and I just thought I'd see how you were settling in." She smiled pleasantly. "My name is Mrs Wilcox. My friends call me Evie." She took Kurama's offered hand and shook it. "I must say, it's nice to see someone with manners. The last couple who lived here were so noisy and rude." She shook her head in mild offence.

Kurama smiled, instantly taking a liking to this bustling old woman. "My name is Shuichi Minamino. I was just about to make a cup of tea. Would you like to join me?"

Evie looked pleasantly surprised. "That's very nice of you Shuichi dear but I'm afraid my husband promised to take me shopping." She said looking incredibly apologetic.

Kurama just shook his head. "Another time perhaps?"

"Of course! And, if you don't mind the question, but where is that handsome young man I saw out here last night?" She asked innocently.

"He's out with some…acquaintances." Kurama smiled, smiling as he got a mental picture of how horrified Hiei would be if Kurama had said they were friends. He and Evie chatted for another few minutes before a man's voice called for her.

"My husband Jean-Paul." She explained before wishing him well and disappearing back into her house. Chuckling Kurama returned back to the kitchen, putting the kettle on. Waiting for the kettle to boil he drummed his left hand fingers against the counter, his right hand idly wiping bits of imaginary dust off the heat proof mat. The doorbell suddenly rang, making the normally calm man jump.

"Hiei if you went to the Makai instead of going to Genkai's I'm going to…" He opened the door. "Oh…can I help you?" He asked, unnerved by unexpected sight of two policemen on his doorstep.

"Shuichi Minamino?" The one who had obviously rung the doorbell asked. At Kurama's nod the man pushed past him, trapping Kurama between the pair of them. "You are under arrest on suspicion of the paedophilia and abuse of a young girl by the name of Aria Minamino. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to speak to an attorney, and to have an attorney present during any questioning. If you cannot afford a lawyer, one will be provided for you at government expense." Kurama was dazed and confused to the point on immobility as one of them snapped handcuffs on his wrists behind his back.

"What?" He asked rather stupidly. Quickly the repeated his rights and the reason he was being arrested. "But there must be some mistake…Aria's fine. She's not abused…and what's this about paedophilia?" Kurama protested weakly, believing it was possible he was dreaming as he was pushed, head first into the back of a police vehicle.

"Miss Aria Minamino is currently in social services custody awaiting to be re-homed while the investigation continues." The one who had sat next to him informed him.

Much later, after having gone through extensive questioning Kurama was led to a holding cell. The door closing and the sounds of keys and bolts locking into place made Kurama shiver miserably. "So you're the sick pervert are you?" A gruff voice barked from the corner of the cell that Kurama had overlooked. Raising his head up to greet the menacing bulk cracking his knuckles, coming towards him, poor Kurama could only close his eyes before a meaty fist collided with his face.

..::END CHAPTER::..

Sadly there was more to this but I'm just not up to typing it. Today my life has been threatened, I broke down into a panic attack, my depression has been severe and I can't seem to stop crying. This isn't to get pity (though if I get a load of reviews I will be a happ-ier bunny!) this is just to let you know why the standard of writing in this fic is so crap.

Your preview of the next chapter, designed to beg that you read and/or review this chapter is:

Kurama lay on the floor surrounded by shards of glass, tears pouring down his face while blood poured from where the glass had been embedded into his body. He whimpered as he struggled to his hands and knees, the pain of glass slicing through his flesh barely registering in his traumatised mind. Slowly he got to his feet and walked barefoot into the kitchen.

His brain was on autopilot as he dug in the kitchen drawer for a pair of tweezers and turned on the cold tap. He slowly peeled the flesh back and dug out the glass running his bloody hands under the tap. Suddenly he dropped the tweezers as a sharp twinge went through his spine due to the cold water hitting an exposed nerve. Drawing a sharp intake of breath he shakily reached down for the cold metal pliers.

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sn0zb0z

Thanks for the review! Hope you enjoyed it.

Iluvbeyblade

Thanks for the review! I'll pretend to have understood your review lol. Anyway…blame Lilo! She's the one who role-played the teacher remember!

Armed'n'Strangerous

Thanks for the review! Schools are terrible places aren't they? Hope you enjoyed this!

Loli's Crazy Journey

Thanks for the review! For Mrs. Simpson, we'll see about torture…apologies for the delay in update and the poor standard.

AnimeQueen48

Thanks for the review! Hope you enjoyed this crap chapter!