This chapter explains a little bit more about the past and the events that brought to the present situation.

Thank you for the time you spent reviewing, hope, as always, that you'll enjoy this third chapter of the story and that the (hope few) mistakes won't make the story difficult to read or understand.

Evil

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Scene III

When you think that you should take it easy, there's nothing to be stressed about, whatever is it, you'll find a way, you'll look in those eyes and all the fears will turn in courage, all the tears in smiles, all the kisses in heaven.

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Haruka

I've been driving for hours, not even Helen and the poison that she gives me can save me this time, I feel like I'm fading away.

When I woke up and I saw her looking at me with that sweet stare of her, I feared that I would have not controlled myself, I feared her touch, so light on my cheek, I feared that concern in her voice… I should be laughing at myself… maybe it's just that when you're reaching the bottom, you don't want to see perfection watching you…

I feel ridiculous and so useless when I'm with her, the talented violinist, the perfect daughter, the amazing painter, the little ice princess doll that can be so passionate, so angry, so loving and so incredibly painful.

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I never had a strong bound with my mother, she divorced from my father when I was maybe 5 or 6 and even at that young age, I decided to stay with my father who I adored. He was a great man always there although his busy life, he never missed nothing, not even one of my precious moment, he was that kind of father that accepts the fact that you're gay, that kind of father that really takes the time to get to know and love a child.

My father was the one who taught me how to handle a fast car, the one that transmitted me the passion for racing and I was actually really good at it, one of the young hopes of Japan, I didn't give a shit about it…it wasn't competition for me, it was just the great feeling that spending time and sharing a passion with my father gave me.

I remember that when he, Kaito Tenoh, was alive, my life was much different, anyway, good things as most of people know, doesn't last long and when I was only 17, in one of those days when the leafs begins to fall, I found myself staring at my hero's lifeless body, that same man that was to be immortal for me, was taken away by a banal heart attack and I couldn't do nothing about it, not even cry.

He left me with our family fortune and an order for my dream car, the one we talked about every time a 1967 yellow Toyota GT, he used to have one of those when he was younger, once he showed it to me in an old picture and I simply fell in love with it, it was my birthday present and to respect this fact, I patiently waited till my very birth date to even see it, the car I'm sitting on now, watching the sea, is the last thing that remembers me of him.

After his death I quitted racing, I couldn't imagine to be there at the track alone and, as much as I enjoyed doing it, I couldn't take the fact that he was no longer there to share that part of my life with me.

For the first months I rented a flat on my own, but soon I started to have problems with drugs and alcohol till, a nervous break down, brought my lawyer to freeze my finances and force me to live with the supervision of my mother who at that time I barely knew.

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Not long after I moved to Jackie's, my mother, she introduced me her fiancée, Toshio Kaioh, a nice man if you ask, just arrived in my life in the wrong way in a time that couldn't possibly be worse.

I didn't have much friends in that period, just that few people that are the perfect company when you want to kill something deep inside you and you need the right poison to do it, the only thing that those people don't tell you, is that, the kind of poison they give you, is something that easily becomes part of you and soon starts to rule even over your own will…

When I met Michiru the first time, was at one of those parties that her sponsors usually organize for her, every time she's back from a tour and stuff like that, after her performance I didn't even waited for her to reach our little group, I excused myself and went for some fresh air, she was the one following me and introducing herself…

"Didn't like the performance?" it was a light voice, an amused one, confident and teasing at the same time, Michiru is that kind of person that always has the right thing to say and always chose the right time to say it, that moment was no exception.

I as always, wasn't really in the mood for a chat and silence seemed to me, as still always seems to be, the right answer, she just whispered a smile that turned in light laugh, she slowly walked in front of me and looked me straight in the eyes

"For a moment I thought you were not for real, you know maybe one of those really realistic wax statues..." she kept smiling, that smile that I don't see on her face so often anymore "…I'll take it as you're really really shy…" in that moment I found myself smiling with her and her face softened even more "…our parents are waiting for us and I bet you don't wont to feel guilty for me catching a cold, let's go inside."

That first meeting with my soon-to-be step-sister changed my point of view and my way of living, but someone who relies on drugs doesn't give a shit about a sweet smile and when someone gets to know you and eventually care for you, and start telling you the truth, about the fact that you are throwing your life away, that you're killing your self… that poison, that drug, that fake happiness, is already ruling over you and has no intention to let go of you and the fact is, that you have no longer the will to fight against it.

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When we moved together I was already in love with her, madly in love, but I've never seen myself as that kind of person that would do any good to someone else, me, Haruka Tenoh, the bully, the cocaine addicted, the looser, I would never see myself as a deserving person, not even deserving enough to have feelings for her.

I know… I know that she loves me as much as I love her, my doubts does not concern her love for me, my fears does not concern rejection, the pain in my heart is not for any kind of not corresponded love… I just want to protect her from me, just want her to be safe, to hate me, this way, when the ghost I'm slowly becoming, will completely fade away, it won't make her shed a tear.

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'I'm thinking of you Michiru and I once again found myself in one of those days when the leafs begins to fall, but this time, I'm the one dying, and I can't do nothing about it, not even cry…'