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To theabridgedkuriboh: I wanted to make it a bit more gruesome, but I was lazy. Haha. Sort of a date, but if I know these two, they will probably screw it up in some way.
To LinkinParkTheKillersFan: Yay, account! I actually am going a lot slower than I normally type. Ehe^^" I usually typo non-stop. On an old game called TinierMe I was known as the Typo Master! But, thanks for the help! I will make sure to keep up with the story!
To BTRHenderson31: DAWH, they are so adorable. It's ok, we are all a bit of a crazed yaoi fangirl sometimes. Maybe your friend needs a mute though. Like for a trumpet.
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I like to write like this too.
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I can't wait for everyone to read it.
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Phredrik: Finally, I have waited for this chapter! Where does Judai work!
Me: I have been waiting to write this chapter also.
Phredrik: So it will be good.
Me: I will try to make it. Sorry about this chapter taking SO long. My computer broke!
Phredrik: So leave a review. See you after the story, Lovelies!
Judai's Pov
I'm here again. All of it's back. He's back. The pain and fear are back. But, something is different. I can feel it this time, but I can't focus on that now. He is touching me again. I have to get away!
I tried to pull my body away from the cruel man, to no avail. my attempts had now left me in an uncomfortable position. My body was half-ass up on the headboard of my bed. Tears still flooded my eyes, but I could still se something in the doorway of my room. Something was not there before. It was Haou. He was standing in my doorway cradling Joyce who eyes were filled with tears. Haou's weren't ,but instead filled with hate and betrayal.
I tried to scream out for him, but something blocked all air from filling my lungs. Why does he keep looking at me like that? It's not like this is my fault. He blames everything on me. None of this is my fault!
"Haou!" I screamed.
"You foul." He gritted his teeth together.
"What?" I said astonished.
"It's your fault all of this is happening. You brought this upon yourself!"
The man was gone. He was no longer committing his vulgar acts upon me. It was just me and Haou.
"How is it my fault."
"Because you never stop for just one second to think before you do something. You are always acting selfishly! Don't you ever stop and think about others?" He hissed.
"Brother?"
"I'm not your brother."
I could feel tears larger tears beginning to form. The room started spinning and making me nauseous. He was right. I'm such an idiot! Why can't I ever change!
"Judai." Something whispered in my ear.
I'm awake now. Images of terror were now replaced by my old worn down bedroom. Johan? That voice. It had to be. I turned my head over my shoulder and looked at the alarm clock sitting on my dresser.
"8:45!" I shot out of bed. "How am I supposed to be there in fifteen minutes!" I ran to my dresses and heedlessly pulled out my work uniform and slipped it on over my head. I pulled out a black pair of skinny jeans that were almost two sizes to large and hastily slipped them on. I had no time to shower, so I spayed about half the can of Axe body spray on myself.
Obviously, that wasn't a smart idea because now I could barely breathe. The smell was so strong it left me gasping for clean hair. But, I had no time to catch my breath. I ruffled my long chocolate locks to at lease make them look decent. Then, sprinted down the stairs, skipping every other step to save me time. Once down stairs, I bursted through the kitchen and made my way towards the door. Cecile tried to wave at me to get my attention, but I just gave her a half-assed wave in response. I grabbed my old, worn-down covers and I was off.
I raced down the side-walk as fast as my legs could carry me, trying to pull on my converses as I ran. I clumsily ran into mail boxes and brushed against street signs as I sprinted down the street. Faster. Faster. I ran until my legs couldn't pick up any more speed then they already had. A shock of pain suddenly rippled up my leg and caused me to lose my footing, only for a second. I couldn't stop now! If I was late again I would lose my job! I regained my composure and stumbled down the sidewalk. With every step, I could feel a jolt of pain stream through my leg, but that didn't stop me.
One block. Two blocks. Three Blocks. They all went by so fast until finally, I could see the building with the big red and yellow letters that read "Jew's for Jesus" plastered on the front. I ran through the parking lot of the store and bursted through the front door.
Smack! I fumbled back onto the floor and stared up at the large man I collided with. It was Jim Cook, the manager of the store, and he did NOT look happy.
"You're late, Yuki." He growled, shifting his hat up with his index finger, reviling his dark teal eyes.
"I-I'm sorry, Jim! M-m-my alarm clock didn't go off and—"
"If I where you, mate. I would be getting to work and not be babbling about what you did and didn't do.
"Right away!" I almost yelled in a panick. I grabbed my name tag off the counter and slide behind the cash register into a small stool sitting behind it. I tilted the stool forward and propped my elbows up on the counter, letting my head hang down between my shoulders. I wasn't really in the mood to deal with anyone in the store today. But, when am I ever ready to deal with the annoying, snobby Preacher's kids that usually shop at this store.
To my right, I could see Edo and a plump looking old lady discussing something in the corner of the store. He was holding up an itchy looking wool sweater with a bright purple cross knitted across the front. The lady seemed to be carrying on something about the fabric being to harsh on her skin and if they made the sweater in a different material. Edo was standing there, nodding and trying to calm the lady; but you could sense he was putting on an act. If you knew the real Edo, you knew that he really wanted to drop kick the lady at any moment. But, he was good at putting on a little show to rip off some poor fellow. He was born into a family of relaters, car salesmen, and spokes models and caught on the trait at a young age.
The lady grabbed the sweater and began walking towards the dressing room. Once the lady was out of sight, Edo began making his way towards the counter where I was sitting. He face now revealing his true emotions. Boredom. He slouched his body over the counter and let out a loud groan. He laid there motionless for a few seconds, so I shoves his body off the counter with the heel of my foot.
"Hey, don't be so pushy!"
"Don't be such a lazy fat are." I hissed back.
"Hey, someone's in a grouch mood," Edo teased, poking my cheek repeatedly with his index finger," Did your boyfriend break up with you or something."
"Shut up." I growled, pushing his finger away from my face.
"Hey, calm it down. I was just kidding. You don't have to be so ass tickled about it."
"Ass tickled?"
"I don't like the term butt hurt. Ok?"
"Whatever." I snarled, grabbing a magazine from the corner of my desk. It was some magazine on how the Lord can fix your problems and how you are on the wrong path if you aren't doing God's will. Great. I already have enough of people telling me how worthless and in need of help I am. Now I have to be filled in a store with consent reminders on how I need to change my evil ways. Ok, God. I understand! You want me to fix my life. You don't need to keep sending me all of these friggin signs!
The rest of the day wasn't very busy. I had to take care of most of the costumers that came in the store that day because of Edo making constant excuses why he was too busy to take care of them. It was finally almost time for my shift to get over and for me to meet up with Johan. I was so excited I couldn't even keep it under control. I excitedly tapped a pair of pencils against the counter table to try to control my emotions.
Jewish Ninja Star No Jitsu!" Edo screamed. Suddenly, I could feel a sharp pain shoot though my arse. I felt my hand brush across something metallic and I ripped it out of my right cheek. To my surprise, it was a Jewish star, hooked onto the end of a necklace.
"Why did you throw this at my ass?" I yelled. Edo just laughed.
Suddenly, the door bell "Dinged" indicating a new costumer coming into the store.
" Hey, whose the hot one?" Edo nudged my shoulder. I looked up to see a young figure standing in the doorway of the store.
"Judai?"
Drip. Tick. Drip. Tick. Drip. Tick.
"Johan, are you going to spend all day staring at that leaky faucet? Get up and do something! Go outside or at least help me make lunch." My mother nagged.
I lazily pulled myself out from the chair I had been lounging in and drug myself towards the kitchen sink, eyes still locked on the leaky faucet.
"Or you could even pull out you fathers tool box and fix that faucet." She said while pulling out random fruits and vegetables from the fridge. But, I kept walking. I barely even paid attention to her. All of my focus was zoned in on the dripping faucet.
Drip. Tick. Drip. Tick. Drip! Tick! Drip! Tick!
"Stop!" I screamed. I grabbed the mouth of the sink and with my palm to block the water, had shaking feverishly.
"Johan, what are you doing?" My mother shrieked. She dropped a bowl of fruit on the floor and it splattered across the ground.
I could feel a strong knot beginning to from inside of my stomach and push its way up my chest. I clutched the sink tighter in my hand until my knuckles began turning white. I could feel my head slowly lower into the bottom on the sink, the lump now traveling into my throat. Sweat rolled down my forehead and slide down my neck. I could feel it began to dampen my shirt.
I can't hold it anymore. It's on my tongue. The taste is so abhorrent it was hard to even keep my mouth shut. Which I didn't. I leaned father into the sink and emptied out all of my previous breakfast. Repeatedly. Until, I was only spitting out yellowish bile which burnt the back of my throat and nostrils.
The throbbing in my head is back and it is worse than normal. But, this time I am not fainting. I am strong and I can control this, or at least for a while. I pulled my head out of the sink and gripped the side of the counter. My mother began to frantically make her way towards me ,but I put my hand out to hold her back incase I may feel something coming up my throat again.
"I…am fine." I said between gasps for air. I fell back down into my chair and closed my eyes, carefully breathing in and out to reduce nausea. "I'm gonna go to CVS and get some ibuprofen." I mumbled under my breath. I snatched up a bundle of cash that was sitting on the island counter and stuffed it into my jean pocket. My mother didn't do anything to stop me. Though, she was severely over protective, she knew to leave me be when I have another one of my common fits.
I pulled a pair of boot over my sock covered feet and grabbed my backpack from beside me. Then, pushing the front door open I slung the backpack over my shoulders and walked out onto our driveway.
The store was finally in view. The walk had been a lot longer then I had first estimated. My ankles were beginning to cramp and I could feel the skin on my feet slowly rub against the edges of my boots, slowly forming painful blisters. The pain in my feet was distracting me from the throbbing pain in my brain and the stinging sensation from the bile in my throat.
I pushed open the door to the placid, little store and turned to the nearest shelf of neatly ordered pill bottles. Antihistamine, Anti-inflammatory, Antitussive Syrup, Cortisone Cream, Penicillin, Peptic Syrup. They all went in alphabetical order down the long isle of pills. I was about the grab for the jar of ibuprofen when, suddenly, a jolt of pain shot through my head; causing my to drop onto my knees and clutch my head in pain.
"Sir, a-are you alright?" A sweet voice asked.
"Y-yah," I looked up at the young blondes face," I just came here for some pain-killers. Migraines a bitch."
"I can help you with that!" She chimed and pulled out a bottle from the top of the shelfs. She handed me the bottle of Excedrin. "Whenever I get migraines this is what I always use. I always look like hell when I get migraines, but you carry yourself pretty well. Your complexion is just wonderful, and your hair! What shampoo do you use? The colour is so rich and vibrant. It complements your eyes so well! Oh, and I love your shirt! It bothers me so much when guys don't know how to match and colab their clothes."
"Uh, yah." I said, not really knowing how to reply.
"Your total is $4.00. You look really familiar. Hey, are you that new kid who was hanging around Judai all day yesterday?"
"So, you know Judai?" I dropped a few crumbled dollars on the counter.
"Oh, I guess you could say he is old flame."
"So, you guys dated?"
"Dated? Heavens no. Judai is a good guy and all, but he isn't exactly "boyfriend material". He isn't interested in relationships at all. I don't even know how Rei got him to agree to go out with her. He never is really committed to dating like he is to his little duel monsters. You know he talks to his cards? He even thinks they can talk back! I tried to hook up with him once, but he couldn't even take a hint. I'm not even sure if he likes girls—."
"Really?" I cut her off, seeming more eager than I hoped.
"Y-yah." She fumbled." Why?"
"Oh, he just didn't seem like he was ,you know, playing for the other team." I recovered.
"I'm not sure about it yet! Promise not to tell anyone. If Judai found out I was spreading rumors about him, he would kill me. I'm Asuka, by the way."
"I'm Johan, and don't worry about it. Judai's my friend. Anyways, I gotta go. Thanks for the help." I grabbed the bottle of Excedrin and began heading out the door. Wait. "Do you have any chocolates, by any chance?"
"Oh, for someone special?" She cooed.
"Not exactly, but I guess you could say that." I smiled.
"Here," she pulled a small, gold box with a small bow tied on the top from under her desk and handed it to me. I began grabbing for some cash in my pocket. " Hey, its free if you keep your promise." she smiled.
"Really?"
"Sure."
"Thanks!" I put everything into my backpack and walked out the store.
I peered down at my watch. "Only 2 o'clock."I sighed. A whole hour until I can see Judai again. I can't wait that long! Maybe I could go meet him. That reminds me. I pulled out the folded note out of my shirt pocket and unraveled it into my palm. I looked at the number printed across the bottom of the note and quickly punched it into my cellphone.
The number rang multiple times until someone picked up.
"Hello?" A voice came through.
" Judai, I was wondering if I could—"
" It's not Judai." He growled back.
"It's Haou isn't it. I would apologize but now is not the time. Could you give me the address of where Judai works?" I could hear him growl on the other end.
"12345 Totallynotfake Street."
"Thanks Hoau!" I thanked him and then hung up.
I ran to the nearest bus stop and grabbed a bus route map. One bus went across town and stopped a few miles away from where Judai worked.
I sat down on the bench and waited for my bus, drumming my fingers against the wooden plates. After about 10 minutes, the bus pulled into the stop. I boarded the automobile and slouched down on the first seat. The bus was relatively empty, except for the driver and a haggard biker, passed out in the back of the bus. Though he was passed out, I felt extremely uncomfortable just being in the same bus as the man. But, I tried to ignore him.
I jumped of the steps of the bus and my feet planted firmly on the ground. Only two blocks to go. My feet were still throbbing from before, but that didn't matter. I had to see Judai now or I will go insane.
After a few minutes, I was on the street Haou had mentioned. I looked around at the stores in the small shopping sections. There was a BP Gas Station, Let's Spoon frozen yogurt (Legit Store), Ted's Tobacco Temple, Steve's Pizza. Oh, here we are ….Jew's for J-Jesus? This had to be a joke. Haou probably gave me the wrong address to screw with me.
But, I guess it wouldn't hurt to check. I walked towards stores doors and pushed them open. There he was, sitting at the cash register, yelling at some silver-haired boy.
"Judai?"
Me: Lazy chapter.
Phredrik: Pretty much.
Me: Been busy with Theater. Get this! I am Jafar in our schools Aladdin productions!
Phredrik: Yay, we get to play a ugly, anerexic, evil son of a gun. Your directer always makes you play the evil character. That is the third time!
Me: They almost casted me as Aladdin.
Phredrik: Now that I would love to see.
Me: Anyhoodledoodle, getting read for a Vocaloid cosplay in to week. A few people canceled but I think we can get ARI and Secret Agent Hagenbuch to play Meiko and Luka. I am Len, Fro-Fro Bunneh is Miku, Bruno is Rin, SexyMcLexi is Kaito, Hogenbuch would be Luka, ARI would be Meiko. Happy fun times!
Phredrik: It may take longer to post until we get our computer fix. But, drop a review my sweeties.
Phredrik's Notes: We are trying to get started on a new fanfic but we don't know what to right about. So far our choices are another Spiritshipping one-shot, Rise of the Brave Tangled Dragons, Gumball x Marshall Lee, Theifshipping, Bubblegum x Marceline, or Dashy x Fluttershy. Tell me what you guys would like best! ~PHREDRIK