Woahh! This is a very short chapter just warning you. :( Well happy Thanksgiving anyway!! :D And just warning you once again, Kira's kind of a creeper, pervert, psychopath, type thing. He creeps meh out O-O Well anyway, hope you enjoy! And I promise to type the next one REALLY soon, I'm kinda siked to do that so it might even be done tomorrow! :D
There came a loud crash from the entry way of the home. Toushiro stalked in, cursing under his breath as he made his way to the dining room where his mother and father sat. He leaned on the entryway frame, so stunned he could hardly stand. But he did not looked stunned, he looked outraged; he placed his hand on the wall and stood straight.
His father looked at him, not a hint of scare in his eyes from his son's actions. Toushiro's father trailed his eyes up and down Toushiro's body, and then he took his eyes away, looking across to another side of the room.
"I see your home," He said coolly, "How was your day?"
"Don't even ask me that." He snapped.
But, unlike Toushiro's father, his mother seemed very concerned. She swiftly got to her feet and glided across the room. She gently put her hand on his shoulder, but he pulled away quickly, his mother returning with a confused glance to his father and then back to Toushiro.
"How could you have done this father!?" He yelled, marching across the room to his father, but not at all loosing any of his grace. His father just simply glanced up at him with a well pulled together look of complete boredom, yet confusion and hurt burned in his eyes. "What are you talking about Toushiro?"
"What am I talking about? What the hell do you think I'm talking about!?"
Toushiro flew across the room, his back hitting hard against the back of his couch in his living room, two rooms away. Toushiro gagged a bit, and then looked back up to find his father inches from his face, his well controlled look had now broken, and now an expression of confused rage covered his features. He pinned his son's back to the couch.
"Now, do you think you can talk calmly and tell us what is wrong?" His father said through his teeth. Toushiro kept his outraged look, snorting a bit and grinding his teeth together. "Fine."
Toushiro moved out from under his father's hands and stood up, his father sitting where Toushiro had and Toushiro's mother occupying the seat next to him. Toushiro clenched his fists and looked to the side, hurt in his eyes. "Momo knows."
Toushiro's mother gave out a sudden gasp. "How is that possible?" She looked toward her husband, who had put back on his well controlled expression.
"Father. How could she have remembered that? I thought you erased her memories of that night." Toushiro said, annoyance covering his tone.
"I did." Toushiro's father looked at his son, "But erased memories don't stay away forever. They will get their memories back over time. Slowly." Toushiro's surprised and hurt look caught his father off guard, breaking through the mask, causing him to look away.
He gave out a little sigh. "You're going to have to tell her."
"You really expect me to do that?"
"You don't have a choice Toushiro."
"What do you think she'll think of me!? The one who killed her mother!?" Toushiro yelled. His hands were shaking now, and were even whiter where the skin stretched over his knuckles. Toushiro's father snapped his head around to look at Toushiro, and then put on a furious look. "Toushiro, you were a new born! You couldn't have known you were doing wrong! You're lucky that you were even able to control yourself enough not to hurt Momo!"
Toushiro turned around and, with a yell, punched through the wall, leaving wood flying through the air on the other side and hitting against the next wall, all this blurred in a cloud of dust.
"I can't tell her that! For her sake!"
Toushiro's father stood up and stalked over to Toushiro. He grabbed his wrist and growled under his breath at his son, face inches from his.
"For her sake, or yours Toushiro!? Are you not telling her this because she could be hurt, or is it more of your just afraid of losing her!?"
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"T-Thanks a lot for taking me home Kira." Momo said with a hesitant smile on her face, "But I can walk from here."
Momo sat awkwardly in Kira's car and looked out the window. Kira glanced over at her, disappointment in his eyes. "Are you sure?"
"Positive."
He pulled over to the side of the road and unlocked the doors. Momo opened the door and started to get out, when Kira placed his hand on her shoulder and turned her around. He was close to her, a little to close for comfort. Momo looked surprised and leaned away reflexively, but Kira just brought her closer. He leaned into her and kissed her roughly, keeping his iron grasp rapped around Momo's frail body. Momo pushed against his chest, as hard as she could.
STOP!
"Kira, Stop!" She managed to get in, but he just held onto her tighter. She started hitting him on his chest with all her might, but he wouldn't budge. He slid his hands down her back and placed them on her hips.
"STOP!" She screamed, and somehow broke free from him, jumping out of the car and running down the street. She stumbled, her tears blinding her as she ran.
"Momo!" Kira yelled and quickly started up his engine. She kept running, wishing this wasn't happening and that she was in Toushiro's arms. Kira drove up beside her and yelled something. She didn't know if it was her name or what, she was only focused on getting to Toushiro. She looked around her, to the houses on her sides, noticing she was close to where Toushiro lived. She darted to the side and through a yard. Kira then parked his car on the side of the road and jumped out of his car, sprinting after her with amazing speed. Inhuman speed.
He came up behind her and grabbed her, putting an arm around her waist.
"TOUSHIRO!!!"
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Toushiro's head snapped up. He looked around him and stood up quickly. Momo? He sprinted to the door of his home and looked out it, glancing around. I swear I just heard Momo's voice.
"TOUSHIRO!"
Toushiro's eyes widened and he ran as fast as his inhuman strength would allow. He rounded the house and went through some of his neighbor's yards. Then he saw her.
Lying lifelessly in Kira's arms was the fragile Momo. Kira looked up at him with a grin.
"Oh look, little Toushiro has come to save the love of his life." Kira said, tracing his fingers along Momo's features.
"What have you done to her you bastard!?" Toushiro growled. Kira inched his face closer to Momo's and then trailed his tongue up her cheek, leaving Toushiro speechless.
"The poor girl ended up being in love with me," Kira smiled, "And when I offered her sex she fainted on me. The poor thing."
"You're lying."
"Really? And you think she's in love with you? The one who killed her mother?"
Toushiro took a step back. "How in the bloody hell would you know that?"
"Would you really like to know?" Kira said turning around. "Well maybe some other time. Right now, I must have some fun with my little Momo."
"No, you bastar-!"
And he was gone.
Told ya it was short :( -sadness- But I will try to do it tomorrow! :D! Yeahh! -Tirednesssss- Imma go to bed now :) cause it's like 12:00 and I have thanksgiving tomorrow! Yay! Happy thanksgiving! :D
Oh and sorry it was kinda rushed at the end, I didn't really like this part, I just want to get onto the FLUFF and stuff! –mad face- And I'm tired, like a mother. :)
Well anyway, REVIEW PLEASE!! :O :D
