Disclaimer: I don't own Air Gear or any of its original characters. They are rightfully owned by Oh Great! I only own my OC(s)
Shirayuki looked down on the cup in her hand and swirled the brown liquid inside of it. She took a sip of her tea and gazed at the heavily makeup woman. She smiled, "Thanks for letting me stay her for the night, Sasha." Sasha, who was sitting on a sofa opposite Shira, smiled back. "No problem, my dear. Do you have any idea who was following you?" Shira just shook her head, placed her cup on the coffee table and straighten her back. "No idea. But he was rather big. No way could a girl as small as me defend herself against him, unless she know material arts, that is."
"It's a good thing you're faster than him. Tomorrow we'll make a police report. But for the time being you should ask someone to accompany you anywhere you go. You can stay here as long as you like if you want," Said Sasha.
Shira scratched her head, "Thanks for the offer but I think it'll be okay for me to stay in my apartment. But I'll ask someone to accompany me wherever I go, as you said."
"Well okay then. Just be careful okay? There are a lot of creeps nowadays" Sasha stood up, patted Shira's head and headed to her room. Shira leaned against the sofa and sighed. Good thing Sasha, her boss, let her stay. She stared at the empty sofa opposite her. Who will she ask to accompany her to wherever she went? Last time she checked she didn't have any close friends or just FRIENDS. She was always an outcast. Everyone judged her based on….her mother's occupation… and gossip. Everyone seemed to believe every single gossip about her. She sighed. If any creep tries to follow her again she'll just run, fast. But what if she isn't as lucky next time? She closed her eyes and prayed for her safety.
After school Shira jumped from roof to roof to her usual place. Yeah sure it wasn't a good idea to be out after the incident but she hoped her boys were there. Fortunately, they were. "Shiiiiiiiirraaaaaaa!" Shira ducked just in time to save herself from Ikki's bear hug. Ikki though, fell flat on his face. Ikki sat up with bruises on his face and a broken nose. "Why didn't you catch me?" he whimpered. Shira stuck out a tongue at Ikki.
"Eep!" Shira literally jumped when she felt a hand on her shoulder.
"Whoa there, take it easy. It's only me" Shira turn to find Kazu behind her.
"Fucking klutz, you get surprised way too easy" sneered Agito.
"Yeah Shira take it easy," Ikki looked concerned.
"Yeah I g-guess so" replied Shira.
"Well we're gonna practise now. Be more careful okay?"
"Yeah okay thanks Ikki" smiled Shira.
The boys set off to practise. Shira sat on the floor in the shade, took out some books and started her homework. An hour has passed and she ended up doodling her notebook without completing any homework. How could she concentrate with some creep following her? What did he want anyway? After she tore off a page of badly drawn 'objects', she laid on her back and groaned. She buried her hands in her hair as she gazed the blue sky. Newspaper headlines of dead girls pierced her mind like an arrow. 5 girls were found dead in the last few weeks. Shira rubbed her eyes. A part of her was scared…but another part of her told herself that it would be better if she was already dead…another part told that she had nothing to lose and should've killed herself a long time ago. People never liked her. They always avoided her. She didn't have any family except for her mother. Her mother was stripper and whore and Shira was born as a bastard. She never knew who her real father was, nor does her mother. People spread rumours. Everyone knew she was a whore's child. No parent would let their child mix with her. Some even called her names. 'Disgusting child' was one of it. Even the children called her by that. She was bullied throughout elementary and middle school. It didn't matter that she was intelligent. It didn't matter that she almost always score highest in exams and tests. It didn't matter that she made free ATs for everyone. She always came back home full of bandages and bruises. She was in her second year of middle school when she learnt to hid a knife in her clothes, to stop making ATs for people, to stop being friendly to her schoolmates... One time a man tried to rape her so she stabbed him in his shoulder. Another time when she was forced to use the knife was during her third year of middle school in which a high school senior offered money in exchange with sex but ended up beating her senselessly when she refused. She cried every single night. Once in a while her mother would comfort her but most of the time she was too busy 'working'. Shira really hated her mother's job. Because of it she was born to this miserable life. Because of it she had to suffer so much. But even so, Shira never really hated her mother. She knew too well of her mother's regrets and she knew that her mother loves her. Her mother didn't object when Shira decided to move out. She knew it was for the best. Right before the first day of high school, Shira had moved to a new neighbourhood far away from her previous one and started fresh. Although nobody knew her, she kept her distance from everyone else. She didn't want her past to haunt her. She felt a force pushing her. Shira! Shira! SHIRAYUKI!
"WHAT?!" she screamed as her eyes snapped open.
"fuck bitch"
Shira blinked a few times. As her vision started to clear, she saw a figure of a boy. It was Agito.
"Are you crying?" he asked. Shira felt her damped cheeks.
"No… I wasn't,"
Agito raised a brow.
Shira got up to a sitting position. "I-I'm not!" she debated.
"Yeah whatever~" replied Agito, standing up.
"W-Where are you going?"
"Home, duh"
Shira quickly got to her feet and stopped Agito by his jacket. "Wait!"
"What do you want?" he snapped.
"umm… can you… walk me home?"
"W-what?! What for?" he exclaimed.
"There's this creep who has been following me around."
"So?"
"If you don't want to than it's fine!" replied Shira with a hint of annoyance in her voice.
"Okay bye" Agito was ready to set off.
"Agito!" Shira shouted.
"Fuck! Fine! If that's what will shut you up!" he snarled.
Agito walked Shira home. Walked her. He had no idea why weren't they using ATs. The whole journey was silent and Agito was getting bored. He took glances at Shira a few times to check if she was behind him because she was so quiet. She didn't make any sound and all she did was stare at the ground. Agito got irritated by the silence and finally spoke, "Oi, you have any idea who's the creep is?" Shira shook her head and continued to stare at the ground. Agito sighed, "When are we going to reach your fucking apartment?"
"One more block" Shira replied.
"Fuck! Why didn't use Air Tra-" his sentence was cut by the sound of Shira's scream. The split second as he turned, he saw Shira already 500 meters away, being carried over the shoulders of a guy wearing a mask and ATs.
"AGIIITOOO!"
"Fuck!" Agito bolted towards the person.
I am so late (×_×;）sorry sorry for the lateness. Writer's block again! *headshot* and this chapter is short too. I hadn't have any idea what to write. please forgive me Dx So this chapter is more about Shira's past! And a cliffhanger! :O (okay I'll admit I'm a bit of a sadist because cliffhanger+lateness *dies*)