Words Unspoken
The Hitachiin family adopts a 15 year old girl into their home because they want a daughter in their home. Kitsune is an orphan who's gone through countless homes and has made no friends because of the constant change. However, Kitsune has a dark secret that may get her killed.
Chibi-Kyuubi-Chan- I'm sorry, but no.
ForgetMeNotViolet- That wasn't a background.
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Disclaimer- I do not own Ouran High School Host Club. I think I forget to put this on the last chapter.
Chapter 7- The Truth
Something was wrong. Either that, or she was skipping. Kitsune wasn't in the French I class like she was supposed to be. Kyoya had already checked her schedule and it showed no signs of being changed, so why wasn't she here? Kitsune didn't seem like the type to skip classes, even if it was for a prestigious school like Ouran. So where was she? Kyoya pondered this throughout the whole class and kept glancing at the doorway. He very much disapproved of skippers and they all needed to be caught.
"Kyoya, I thought you said that Kitsune was in the French I class." Tamaki said, coming up behind him.
"She is, but for some reason, she didn't show up." He was still in a thinking state.
"I wonder why she would skip. French isn't that hard to learn." he said, leaning back in his chair and making a face.
"That's because it's your mother language idiot." Kyoya said, rolling his eyes.
Tamaki couldn't say anything to that. The bell rang ninety minutes later and Kitsune never did show up.
"I'll have to have a talk with Mrs. Hitachiin about her skipping." Kyoya said to no one in particular. Tamaki just raised an eyebrow and wondered what he was talking about.
Lunch time was the next period of the day for all the students. Kitsune didn't show up for that either.
"Has anyone seen Kitsune?" Hikaru asked when he spotted Kyoya and Tamaki.
"No. She wasn't in class either." Tamaki said. "Is there something wrong?" His cell phone then buzzed in his pocket. It was a text message from Kitsune. Wait, how'd she get his number? Frowning, he opened his phone and read the message.
"What is it?" Kaoru asked. He seemed a bit on edge.
"Kitsune sent me this message." Tamaki said, and showed them what it said.
"We got the same thing." Said Hikaru, showing the same exact message to Kyoya and Tamaki.
"Hey guys!" They heard Honey call. He was running towards them with Mori right behind him. They looked worried too.
"What is it Honey-sempai?" Tamaki asked.
"This." Honey had gotten the same message too.
They all looked at each other, then at the messages. "Something's wrong." Kaoru said.
"What makes you think that? It just says 'Music room 3'." Tamaki said.
"Kitsune doesn't have a cell phone." Hikaru explained.
They all stared at the twins and they stared back with worry. Where had Kitsune gone to? And what were these messages? They then hurried off in the direction of the Host Club's meeting place. What was going on? They had the answer when the alarm went off.
"This is not a drill! Get to a classroom students! This is not a drill!" The secretary shouted over the intercom. They did not, they went to mucic room three at full speed down the hall.
"Kids!" Shouted one of the nearby teachers looking in the hall. "Get in here!" They ran right past her and continued to the end of the hall. Kitsune was in the music room. They were sure of it. Honey kicked the doors open and they hit the walls with enough force to leave marks. The room was almost pitch black when they entered. Other than the alarm, it was quiet. Behind them, the door closed and someone began laughing.
"I didn't know that she could have friends." Said a voice from somewhere in the room.
"Who's there?" Kyoya asked calmly. The lights suddenly light up the room and they found that they were backed up against the wall.
"Looks like we've got ourselves quite a catch. The Otori group and the Suoh group. Sounds fun." said the woman standing in front of all the men who were in the room.
"Kitsune?" Haruhi asked. She smiled.
"No, she's dead." The woman said. She looked like Kitsune and sounded like Kitsune, but there was something that wasn't Kitsune.
"What?" They all asked at once.
"We saw her earlier today. How can she be dead?" Hikaru asked. The twins were almost in shock. Dead?
"She's been dead for ten years." The woman said. "How you know about her is for another time. Right now, I have my daughter to deal with. I'll have the pleasure of killing her in front of her friends."
One of the men brought forward an unconscious Kitsune and dropped her on the floor. "Kitsune!" The twins called.
"You said she was dead." Tamaki said.
"Oh, so that's what's going on." The woman said, more to herself than to the host club. The woman walked over to Kitsune who was just starting to move, and then she kicked her in the stomach.
Kitsune couldn't scream because she couldn't breathe, but she cringed on the ground in pain.
"You little monster." Her mother said, walking around her. Kitsune gasped for breath that she couldn't get into her lungs. "You ran away ten years ago after you killed your sister and then you took her name. Is that right, Kira?" the woman sneered, taking the girl by her hair and bringing her to her feet. This time, she screamed.
"Since you didn't beat your father, like I told you to, Kira, you will have to do something else. And you will do it. This is much easier than defeating your father." Kimiko said to her five year old.
The child was seated on the floor before her mother who was sitting half naked in her bed smoking whatever was in her pipe. "And what is this task my lady?" she asked, not looking up from the floor.
"The task is simple. Kill you little sister and you can become the second in command right after I get rid of your father." She took in a breath of her pipe. "If you don't succeed this time, then I'll kill all three of you."
This time, Kira jerked her head up and looked at her mother incredulously. "You want me to kill my own sister! Why?" She almost stood up, but one of the guards behind her put a hand on her shoulder.
"Because, if you can't kill your own kin, then you're no good on the battlefield. Friends and family, they don't exist. They're illusions meant to distract oneself on the battleground. Connections to the people you work with is the last thing you want." Kimiko stood up and walked forward until she was in front of Kira, then she kneeled in front of her and put her hand under her chin. "Don't worry, I had to do the same thing to my brother. I'll be doing you a favor darling." Then she smiled reassuringly and hugged Kira who froze. This was the first time her mother had ever hugged her.
"Go fetch Kitsune." she said to one of the guards as she hugged her daughter. Kimiko used her other hand to sooth and pet Kira's head while they waited. Kira was so dumbfounded that she didn't hear when Kitsune came in.
"Sis? Mommy? What's going on?" the little girl asked when she came into the room and saw Kira and Kimiko. Kira stared at her little sister in horror and didn't notice when Kimiko placed in her hand a knife. She only noticed the cold metal when she felt her mother draw away from her. "Sissy?" Kitsune asked again.
Kira looked at the metal in her hand and flat out dropped it, barely missing her other hand that lay on the ground. She gulped as she stared first at the weapon on the floor, then at her confused little sister. What was she to do? If she killed Kitsune, then she would live, but she would have to live with the fact that she killed her own blood. If she didn't kill Kitsune, they would both die. If she killed. . . If she didn't kill. . . What was she supposed to do?
"Kira, kill. It's what you were born to do. It's your namesake." Her mother said from the sidelines. Kitsune walked over to Kira and got on her knees.
"What's going on sissy?" She asked, putting a hand on her shoulder. Kira shakily picked up the knife again and held with both hands. She then looked over at Kitsune.
"Kill Kira." she heard. Kira didn't know if it was her mother telling her to kill or if it was her mind. She had to kill. She wanted to live. If she wanted to live, she had to kill. Kill.
"Sissy?" came Kitsune's scared voice as she backed away from her crazed sister. Kira wasn't Kira anymore. She was crazy. "Sissy?" She said a little louder, almost a screech.
"I have to Kitsune. Mommy told me to. I don't want to kill you, but if I don't she'll kill us both." Kira said, getting up off the floor and moving towards Kitsune with the knife in both hands and a crazed look on her face. Kira didn't want to kill, but her mind was saying otherwise.
"No, don't sissy. NO!" She screamed as Kira brought the knife down on her arm that was used to block the attack.
"Stop! Stop it!" Kira screamed at herself, but the drive to live was a powerful force. If she didn't kill, she would die. If she killed, she would live, that was all that was running through her head.
"Sissy! Stop! Stop it! Sissy Stop! AHHHH!" Kitsune screamed as Kira began to get at her face.
"Kill. Don't kill. Fight. Don't fight. Live. Don't live." Kira was saying in a quiet tone as she moved the knife repetitively, unknowingly, over her already dead sister.
"Good job Kira. Now stay here while I take care of your father." Kimiko said and patted the girl's head before leaving the dimly lit room. At hearing those words, Kira's mind was calmed knowing that she would live.
Her sense of sight came back to her and she looked horrifyingly at what she had done. The knife she had, and her hands, were completely covered in blood. Kitsune's blood. Her shaking hands dropped the knife onto the floor and it hit with a wet 'thud'. Kira stared at the body beneath her and screamed.
Kira jolted back so fast that she tripped and hit her head on the corner of the stone table that was in the room, but she felt no pain. Only the realization of what she had done to her own blood. Kira was the one that killed Kitsune, but it was because of what Kimiko had said about being killed that made her do this. It was Kimiko's fault that Kitsune died. Kimiko's. But Kira was the one holding the weapon that killed Kitsune.
Who was Kira? Someone she knew? Someone Kitsune knew? A friend? Who was Kira? Kira was the one who killed Kitsune. Kira was dead. She was Kitsune and Kitsune wasn't dead. So then it must be Kira who is lying on the floor. Kira killed Kira because Kitsune was alive. But Kitsune was the one covered in blood. So who killed?
The scared child ran out of the room unstable on her feet and in her head. Who was she? Who was dead?
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