Kanesho: Kakuro does not own SRMTHFG. Got it?
I can't believe I forgot to do the disclaimer for the first three chapters… I'm such an idiot!
Dosuko: Yes you are Kakuro. Yes you are.
Hey! By the way I'm thinking of changing my pen name to Kakuro so no one's confused okay? Tell me what you guys think!
Gibson: Read and review. Thank you very much for your comments. They are very much obliged.
Kanesho was sitting in a desert with not one, not two, not three, but five suns! Hot? A little. Mad? A lot.
"Why the heck am I here!?" Kanesho yelled at the sky. She looked around her to see a vast wasteland. Tilting her head back she saw that storm clouds were gathering in the distance, but were rapidly coming toward her. Then the scenery changed. She was no longer surrounded by sand and sun, but rather a cold stone floor and torch light that she knew all too well.
'Not this place. Not again.' Kanesho turned around in circles looking for a way out. Instead of going towards the exit, she was drawn to the thrown where he sat. Kanesho was frightened to tell the truth. That cold stare, his evil aura, how did Chiro take having to face that on a regular basis? Kanesho shivered. The room was growing rapidly colder. It was her ultimate weakness. Skeleton King watched her unforgiving, willing her to die. Though he spoke no words Kanesho was chilled to the bone by the look he was giving her. The cold enveloped her, making her feel so odd. Like her eyes just wanted to close and never open again. Like she was dying…
Kanesho's eyes shot open. She found that someone had taken the liberty to put some covers on her. Grateful for the warmth she pulled them around her body only to find herself still chilled by that nightmare. Around her she could hear the hum of a machine and voices outside the medical ward.
'I've got to get out of here. I don't want to be hurt anymore. I don't want them to die.' Kanesho thought. Pushing the covers aside, she looked for a ventilation system. Finding one she lifted a chair and placed it by the vent in the ceiling.
'I sure hope this works like it does in those movies.' Kanesho then got on the chair and stretched herself to reach the vent. What she didn't count on was that Gibson would walk in to check on her at that moment. She was so focused on getting in the vent she didn't even hear him come in.
"Kanesho might I ask you what you are doing?" Gibson inquired staring at the fourteen year old girl. Kanesho was so startled that she had fallen from her perch on the vent's edge.
"Ahhh!" Kanesho yelled as she fell from her perch. Landing on her butt with a thump she had resorted to saying 'ow' over and over again. She stood up and rubbed the area in pain, smiling sheepishly at Gibson.
"Hey Gibson. When did you come in?" Kanesho gave off a weak laugh.
"While you were thrashing your legs trying to get into our ventilation system. May I ask what you were doing?" Gibson stared at her giving her a 'tell the truth' look. Kanesho brushed it off and said: "Just stretching my arms." For emphasis she stretched her arms and grinned. Gibson didn't fall for it. After all he wasn't about to be tricked into believing such a perfectly lame excuse.
"Funny, it looked like you were trying to get out of this room without alerting us of your departing." Gibson eyed her curiously trying to figure out why she was doing what she had tried to do. Does that make any sense?
"Ok you got me. I was trying to escape. But I have a good excuse." Gibson gave the 'I'm waiting' look.
"Ok I don't. But I just didn't want you-" Kanesho covered her mouth and looked away.
"Didn't want me to what? Kanesho, I want the truth this time and not some petty excuse."
"I…I can't tell you Gibson. I just can't." Kanesho made a break for the door. The others except Antauri, who was meditating, had been listening to the conversation on the other side of the door. When Kanesho opened the door most of them got barreled into, but Kanesho just kept going, streaking up the orange colored tube to Chiro's room. Locking the door behind her she lay down on the bed and began to cry silent tears leaving a wet spot on the red covers.
"Brain Strain what did you do!? I've never seen Kanesho that worked up before. It just doesn't seem like her." Sparx asked his blue companion.
"It isn't like her Sparx. She's normally different. Never upset like that, but when she is someone had to do something that really hurt her emotionally. Physical pain never makes her like that." Sitoshi pointed out to the red simian. Dosuko had clenched his fist and made his way to the blue cyborg monkey. Bending down to Gibson's level he grabbed the said monkey by his chest fur and stood up. To Gibson, Dosuko had a look on of pure anger.
"What did you do to her!?" Dosuko yelled through clenched teeth while shaking Gibson so he looked like one of those bobble head dolls with his head moving up and down up and down.
"I merely asked her a question. Why would that make her react like that!?" Dosuko stopped shaking the monkey and dropped him. The others that had been trying to get Dosuko to stop the rough treatment immediately went to Gibson asking if he was hurt, etc. Sitoshi put her hand on Dosuko's arm and shook her head.
"Chiro. Why don't you go see if Kanesho's alright. You're the only one she's going to feel like talking to right now, and if you don't go soon, she might think that you don't care if she's ok. I remember when she was feeling down and we didn't check on her, she was even worse the next day." Chiro nodded his head and started walking to the orange tube to check up on his friend.
Kanesho: We hope you guys liked the chapter! Don't forget to tell Kakuro what you think of her changing her pen name.
Kanesho,Dosuko,Sitoshi,Kakuro: Ja ne! Arigato for reading!