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Consistence Absence?

"Himura…"

"Here," he said raising his hand.

"Hmm, you must be new," Yumi said inclining her head towards him.

He nodded. "Hai."

"Nice to have you," she smiled.

He felt a hand creep on his. He looked over and saw a brunette with freckles running across her nose with emerald green eyes twirling her hair. A sly grin slid across her face.

She purred his name.

He smiled and politely slid his hand from hers. 'At least they forgot about today's incident.'

"Kamiya…Kamiya?" She looked around.

'Again,' she thought. 'I wonder what happened this time.'

She unlocked the door to what was a nice homely mansion to everyone else, but was a torture chamber to her.

"Welcome home young master. You're home early. What happened?"

"Nothing," she said looking around. "Where are my parents?"

"In their quarters. Would you like me to notify them of your presence?" The maids eyes wandered down her arms.

"…What happened to your wrist?"

Kaoru's breath caught in her throat. "Uh… Um, nothing," she stuttered out before quickly rolling down her sleeves.

"Oh, okay. Would you like anything?"

"A spring water please. Can you have it sent to my room?"

"Yes I can," she said walking away.

She made her way to her room. Her brother, Kento, stopped her in the hall. He didn't even bother to look at her when he spoke.

"…Dad's looking for you…"

"Okay."

"What are you doing home so early anyway?"

"I got bored."

"Well, dad is waiting for you so don't keep him waiting."

She walked to her father's office and stood in the doorway while her sister got money from him.

She stared at her sister. 'She is so pretty. She has curves and isn't a board, like me. She has boobs. Nice soft long brown hair and actually has pigment in her skin. She isn't a twig like me, she has muscle and isn't weak. How I long for her qualities, only if she notices me…'

"…Kaoru…Kaoru!"

Her fathers booming voice brought her out of thoughts.

"Oh, um, yes." She bowed as he spoke.

He leaned back in his chair and took a deep breath. "What are you doing home?"

"I wasn't feeling well."

"I got a call from your teacher. He wanted a meeting. What did you do?"

"Nothing sir," she said still bowed. "I guess he was just worried about me."

"Why should he be?"

"I don't know." He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Okay, whatever. Just don't get on anyone's nerves."

"Mmm…Mmm hmm."

She stood upright then walked away. When she reached her room, she saw the maid standing there with her back turned.

"What is this," she questioned.

"What is what?"

She held up the razor blade; one side coated in blood.

Kaoru's eyes widened in shock. She pursed her lips together. "I don't know how that got there…" she whispered.

"Don't play games with me. Why the hell do you need this?"

Kaoru looked down, disregarding the question.

The next thing she knew, she was on the ground. She had been blindsided by the maids slap.

She looked up in horror.

Her brother had been walking by and had encountered the whole ordeal. He stayed there, unfazed, watching the argument.

"The rest of the maids and I are worried. Your wrists are always cut. Sometimes you come home covered in bruises and dirt and your clothes are even torn. I can only sit around and let this go on for so long. But now, since I know some of these injuries you're inflicting on yourself… I really don't know what to do. I'm trying hard to do what your parents are supposed to be doing, but you keep pushing me away when you lie to me."

The maid left and looked at her brother as she went downstairs.

Kaoru crawled over to her bed and curled herself into a ball and lie there quietly.

She blinked rapidly, trying to hold down a scream burning its way up her vocal chords.

Well, hope you liked chapitre trois. I like my little lecture I let the maid give. I'm still contemplating a name so leave a comment on how you liked the story and a name for the maid if you have any ideas.

~Bon nuit, tout le monde!!