Blank Theories
Chapter 8: Anywhere but here
To mochalulu, jrlrock, Chocolate Ribbons, animeloverfershurexD and KuroMimi-chan thank you for reviewing!:D
Sorry for the late update :/
"Ryohei-nii won!" Tsuna chanted over the phone.
"TO THE EXTREMEE!" I could head the said boy shouting in the background.
I let out a sign of relief, "Thank god. Well I gotta go to bed now, unlike you guys...I have school tomorrow."
Tsuna chuckled, "Night Yoko-chan"
"Stay alive!" I commented before bidding a goodbye and hanging up.
Unfortunately for me, I wasn't granted the permission to watch the ring battles. My dad was all freaked over those Watanabe guys kidnapping me.
I hopped out of bed and placed my mobile onto my desk. Just as I got back into my rightful sanctuary (bed), a few loud knocks were heard rebounding off my door.
"Come in" I groaned.
"Yoko!" My dad shut the door behind him, "I got a present for you!"
I gasped and threw myself off the bed, "PRESENT? WHERE?"
"Here" The old man took out a small, rectangular box out of his pocket, "I even got it wrapped."
A wide smile appeared on my face as I gladly took the gift off him and thanked him with a hug. Looking at the lovely wrapping made me want to keep the box like this forever, but of course, that wasn't possible. Slowly, I unwrapped the present whilst wondering what it was. A ring? Necklace? Money tightly compacted into a small, miniature box?
At last the final piece of wrapping was thrown away. I let my fingers gradually open the box within.
My dad looked over my shoulders with glee, "The best baby I've got" He commented.
I peeked under the lid of the box which revealed a…pocket knife.
"Huh?" My face fell.
"It's a pocket knife! My father gave it to me, and now I'm givin' it to you Yoko. Take good care of it."
"Wha…I mean YES! I shall treasure this…pocket knife."
My dad laughed and patted me on the back, "I know you expected something more but honestly Yoko, this pocket knife has done a lot for me. It's actually the reason I met your mother as a matter of fact."
"Is that really a good thing?" I took the knife out of the box and examined it. It was typical, something you could buy from a local two dollar shop. The only two differences were its extra-miniature form and the name 'Vincent' carved in italics on its deep-red handle.
"Sure it is. We loved each other you know but our families…" He trailed off, "Like Romeo and Juliet!"
"Stop it dad" I quickly resisted before it could get any worse.
He scratched his head before taking out a plain silver necklace and hooking the pocket knife onto it.
"Come here" He gestured.
I obediently followed, feeling something cold being placed around my neck as soon as I did. My fingers reached up towards my chest and clutched at the pocketknife that rested there.
"A necklace?"
"Lucky charm" My dad ruffled my hair "It's yours now."
I looked down at the newfound jewellery. It was incredibly odd, and I was sure many would question my fashion sense if I walked out the street like this, but I didn't mind.
"Thanks dad" I gave him a peck on the cheek.
"Don't lose it!" Dad pulled me into a bear hug and rubbed his rough facial hair all over my face.
"Owww..yes yes yes, cut it out!"
…
With the up-most caution, I scampered across the hallway and towards the exit. My dad went to bed earlier than usual today, meaning it was the perfect opportunity for me to sneak out and watch the ring battles.
I bit my lip in order to hold down some vicious giggling while attempting to put my converse on. I giggle when I'm rebel too.
Ignoring my untied shoelaces, I hopped back up onto my feet and slowly opened the door, praying to god that it wouldn't creak. I opened the door at a 45 degree angle before quickly slipping though the gap and carefully shutting the door behind.
"Phew," I breathed a sigh of relief as the back of my hand swept across my forehead. Now all I had to do was wait at the intersection and surprise Tsuna with my godly appearance.
The streets of Namimori were practically empty at night. Occasionally there would be a few passerby's and perhaps a hobo lurking around the corners but other than that, nothing. The place was dark and still; the only sources of light being the seldom street lamp. You never know what might be roaming around the shadows of these streets.
I guess this is why pepper spray was invented. Unfortunately for me, I did not bring any. Oh well, a man's one true weakness is universally known after all. If a girl was ever struck with the misfortune of getting involved in a fight, there'd always be that –
"Found you~" A stranger's hand came to rest upon my shoulder. I stopped in my tracks and shot up in fright, noticing the man sounded like the typical rapist.
Clenching my fists and biting down on my lip, I spun around to face the danger and instinctively aimed for a kick in his balls. The figure jumped sideways, his black cloak wavering in the wind and obstructing my view of his face.
"My, my, you sure are violent" He spoke.
"G-GET AWAY FROM ME YOU PAEDOPHILE! IF YOU DON'T IMMA KNOCK YOUR BALLS OFF"
"Pfft" The man burst into a little giggle, "Did you hear that Aiko? She said she was going to knock my balls off."
"T-THAT'S RIGHT! All the way to space –" I stopped speaking once another cloaked figure came in sight. This one was shorter than the previous; her wavy, pink hair flowed out of her hood and stopped at her chest.
"…" The woman walked up beside the man but said nothing.
I honestly didn't know why I was still standing around. Turning my back on the them, I planned to dash off towards the intersection where I would be greeted by the safety of my friends. I figured the two before me were slave traders.
"Don't move" A cold, stern voice spoke, sending a small chill down my spine.
"Eh?" I turned my head around only to realise the woman had pulled her hood down.
The sight was nostalgic..shocking. She looked a lot like me. The colour of her eyes, her pink hair, fair skin…
"Yoko" She took a step towards me, I inched back in response "It's me, your mother."
I didn't move, nor did I speak. I just shook my head in denial. This was sudden, I saw it coming but…
The woman sighed before walking up towards me, each step full of grace and elegance. She cupped my cheeks with her slender hands; a pair of apathetic, indifferent eyes looked down upon my own.
"Don't you remember me?" Her eyebrows furrowed, but only slightly.
I did. Who would forget their own mother? I just didn't know what to say to her.
The man in the cloak gave out a loud sigh before also removing his hood. I would have guessed who it was by now.
"Jeez Aiko, could we settle this once we get back please? I'm fucking starving" He complained before peeping down at me, "Time to come home Yoko-chan~"
"Val" My mother's icy voice silenced him, "Not now."
The man looked sideways, ruffling his hair before obediently leaning against a nearby pole.
She took her hands off me but kept her gaze, "You must come back to the Watanabe's whether you like it or not."
I snapped out of my gapping before finally reacting to her distasteful words, "I have the freedom to do whatever I want!"
"It was part of the agreement, your father no longer has the right to be your official guardian."
"Well that agreement can go suuuck my dick" I ignorantly retorted, not expecting the harsh smack that flew across my cheek.
I held onto the throbbing pain and glared at the woman before me. The man named Valentino whistled with a smirk.
"Don't talk to me like that" She looked at me relentlessly, "I'll give you a week, treasure your last days here." With one last unfazed glance she took off in an instant, completely disappearing from my line of sight.
I was really beginning to regret not listening to my dad. What the eff am I supposed to do now?
"Heheh" A creepy giggle erupted from behind. I hadn't noticed the blonde guy was still around.
"What?" I gave him a dirty.
"Just gonna say" He leaned off the pole with a great, big grin on his face, "that you shouldn't go back to your apartment."
"Why?" My frown fed his smirk, it had grown wider.
"Well…" Valentino tilted his head and looked down at the floor, "do you really want to know?"
I didn't like how he was dragging this on, "What the fuck did you guys do?"
He had both arms up with a shrug, "Hey don't blame me alright? It was that mother of yours. Let's just say…she gave your father a quick and painless death."
"Huh…?" My voice went up a pitch. I really didn't know how to process what I was hearing, "you're lying..."
"I warned you" He stepped closer, "if you don't believe me, go see for yourself."
My lips quivered but the tears stayed dry, "b-but..."
"It was a really gruesome sight!" The man began, "His whole head flew off! Blood was spurting everywhere and –"
"Shut up.." I felt like a bottle of coke that underwent some vicious shaking. My contents were threatening to overflow and with just one little twist of my cap, I was going to burst.
"Your mother was pretty generous if you ask me," He continued, "I would have skinned him alive first..."
"SHUT UP!" I pounced onto the man, pushing him onto the ground, "I'LL KILL YOU" I blurted out into his face, tears finally streaming out of my eyes.
"Hohoh, really now?" He stared up at me with a casual smirk.
"Why..." I sniffled, "W-what did he ever do to deserve this? He wasn't perfect but he loved –" I brought my hands to my face, covering my teary eyes.
How could this happen all in a single day? Just a few hours ago he was waving me off, bidding a soft goodnight. If only I had listened to him and stayed put in that god forsaken apartment…perhaps then his life would have been spared.
"Now, now Yoko chan" The man before me lifted himself up using the strength of his two arms from behind, "You can't change the past. Your ol' man's gone."
I ignored the bastard "Heh well, I'm off then, kill me ...if you can?" He abruptly stood up and left the scene, a hint of amusement in his voice.
I leaned against a nearby wall, cuddling my knees and face digging into my thighs. It was unknown to me as to how much time had passed. The only thoughts that ran through my mind were ones of regret, guilt and an empty sadness.
It was a familiar, monotone voice that had broken through my defective logic.
"What are you doing here alone, Herbivore?" The prefect had somehow managed to come across me on this deserted street.
My tears had ran dry, I felt as though I had just emptied out all the fluids in my body. Refusing to look up or even respond to the boy, I kept up my mourning and thoughts to myself.
"Oi" I felt his tonfa poking at my head.
I didn't budge. I actually felt extremely dizzy.
"Hi…bari" I finally responded, my voice croaky and quiet, "I-I….I want to.." All of a sudden I had burst into tears again. The prefect before me stood still, not knowing how to cope with a crying girl.
"I don't know what happened but you're acting weird today" Hibari noted before suddenly placing a hand around my wrist and pulling me up.
"Stop it" He commanded.
"HIBARIIIIIIIIIIII" I cried louder, "M-MY DAD'S BEEN MURDERED AND IT'S ALL MY FAULT" My voice increased in volume as I spilled everything to the confused Hibari before me, "WH-WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO NOW?" I realised how much lighter I felt once the words left my mouth. It was as though a big boulder had been restrained off me.
Hibari placed an unexpected hand on my shoulder but said nothing.
A prolonged silence followed shortly after, before Hibari once again went for my wrist and pulled me along. I followed obediently, wanting to stay as far as possible from my once so called home.
…
I woke only to be greeted with darkness once more. Turning my head towards the right, my eyes finally trained themselves on the dim moonlight that shone through the familiar windows of the reception room.
"Hibari?" I called out, expecting the prefect to be in vicinity.
No response was given. I slowly sat up, all the while realising I had been sleeping on the couch. Rubbing my swollen eyes, I looked down at the prefect's uniform that had been covering and providing me with a kind warmth. That's unexpected of Hibari, I thought to myself as my feet met with the cold floor below.
"You woke" I heard, along with the opening and closing of the door.
Hibari's figure slumped itself gently beside me on the couch. The moonlight was not bright enough for me to clearly distinguish his features.
"How did I get here?" I asked after a few seconds of constant silence.
"You walked awhile, and then you fainted" He replied nonchalantly.
"...fainted huh?" I looked down, my fingers entwined and clasped in a tight ball against my lap.
Hibari said nothing in response but reached for my hands and pushed something warm between. I held the object up and tried to rely on the faint moonlight to make out what it was.
"It's a bottle of milk" He told me, "Drink it."
"Eh.." I pressed the glass against my cheek, "How did you know I like milk?"
"..I don't."
"Oh" I peeled off the cover and chugged down the contents, letting out a loud sigh of satisfaction as I gulped down the last drop, "Thanks Hibari."
"Hn" The boy let out a sound of approval, "what are you going to do now?"
"I don't know" I leaned back against the couch, head staring up at the ceiling, "I don't know where to go either..."
"Hey Hibari?" I continued in a softer tone, "Is it alright for me to be thinking of revenge right now?"
The prefect finally turned his head to face me.
"He wasn't the finest dad, but as much as I would have denied it, I did love him" I smiled, my lips quivering again.
"Stop it" The prefect placed a hand against my lip, which only caused them to tremble more. "I would kill them all for taking my father away from me but…" He continued on, "Revenge doesn't suit you."
My eyes widened in surprise but I quickly shook the feeling away, "Right Hibari, what was I thinking, I probably couldn't even harm an animal eh?" I scratched my head.
The prefect moved away, "What are you going to do now?" He asked again.
"I want to give my dad a proper burial, he deserves it but…" I trailed off, "I don't really want to see…"
"I'll take care of the body."
"WHAT?" I abruptly stood up.
"I said, I'll take care of the body" He repeated.
"H-how?"
"Do you really want to know?"
"No."
"Then don't ask" He snorted.
"You won't remove his organs would you…?" I leaned in closer towards the boy, "and sell them to the black market or anything of that sort."
"..You're being an idiot again" He threw a punch at my head.
I rubbed my newly formed, red lump, "Just checking…If that ever happens I'm gonna have to file a lawsuit and seek justice!"
"Headache..." Hibari placed his elbow on the arm of the couch and plopped his head against the palm of his hand.
I sat back onto the couch and smiled at the prefect beside me, "Thanks Hibari…"
Sorry guys, you know.. tragedies just aint my thang! I tried but then it was all like WAZZUPPPPPPPPPP. Super dramatic eh?
And I said I'd update soon but like ..yeah, sorry. :( I'm gonna be honest with ya I'm really lazy D: whats worse is that my laptop kinda? Broke and nothing to do with fanfics feels right without my laptop. And well..basically nothing happened in this chapter. xD
WORSEE, I have ideas on another fanfic WHICH IS JUST TREACHEROUS!
Do you guys ever suddenly feel like baking cause right now I..wanna bake a cake.