Madoka didn't return to Kyoya until the began to set. She walked slowly, taking in everything around her in. She slowed her pace, her hand brushing against the odd form of one of the tree trunks. A rotted plank of wood was attached. Curiosity took over as she began to pull at the vines that wrapped around the trunk. It took all her effort but she managed to pull a decent amount away. She was now able to view a trail of small wooden planks leading up the tree. She looked up, barely able to make out the silhouette of a wooden structure hidden well in the trees. Before she knew it Madoka found herself climbing up with an unsure feeling. It was a tree house of some sorts. She struggled as she climbed, with fear of losing her grip.
She made it up, slowly pushing open the large hatch with a bit of a struggle. She climbed in. It was dark with tan tattered fabrics hanging lazily from the ceiling, covering whatever holes that were present. The wood of the place was a brown-gray color and every move the brunette made caused the boarded floors to creak. There was one window sitting above a desk with a board across it and torn curtains covering what was left. The desk was covered with old papers and charts that also spilled across the floor. A cot was shoved in the corner and piles of research books were piled around.
Madoka walked forward hesitantly to the desk. It didn't look like anyone had been here in years. She reached to brush away the layer of dust covering the desk, she observed the papers carefully. Wild and plant life charts were present among the several research articles and handwritten notes and observations. Some hand drawn pictures were pinned along the wall. She plucked the one of a small tree monkey from its pin. It was drawn on old yellowing paper that looked to have some water damage and dirt stains. It was drawn with charcoal and pencil, some of the other pictures were done with pen.
Something shiny caught her attention as she set the drawing down. Her eyes scanned over the small digital camera sitting under a few papers. She grabbed it up with more curiosity than ever. It was obvious that this place was built so that someone could do their research here. This person had been documenting the plant and wildlife closely. She flicked through the first few pictures only seeing shots of the sky and flowers. The waterfall was in there along with some birds and family of the small tree monkeys. She wondered why she hadn't seen any of these animals yet. She smiled at their cute little faces, they were probably living farther into the island.
She slipped the camera safely into her bag when she heard shouting. She hurriedly rushed for the hatch to climb down. She screeched as the wood moaned under her weight and her foot fell through. She fell onto one knee and struggled to to pull her leg back in. Her thigh scrapped uncomfortably on the wood as she pulled herself free. Her ankle was throbbing as blood ran from the cut she had gained when her skin caught in a loose nail. Kyoya's voice grew louder as she slowly made way back to the ground. She met him as she moved forward.
Kyoya's hair was damp and his breathing was more labored from the running he'd done when he heard Madoka's yell. "What are you doing? What happened?"
"I'll tell you later" she winced, feeling the cold breeze sting against her cut.
(Quick note! I'm not sure if mentioned this before, I really can't remember. But as of right now in the story Kyoya only has one of his scars which is under his left eye.)
Kyoya held her lower arm as they maneuvered through the forest. "That cut looks pretty bad" Kyoya observed, "I hope it doesn't leave a scar or anything…"
"I should be fine Kyoya" Madoka assured him as she looked up to him. "Hey…"
"What is it?" He looked back down.
"I never really noticed that you had that scar under your eye. When did you get it?"
Kyoya was silent for a moment, "a little after we entered seventh grade." He explained "no one really noticed because my mom covered it up with makeup" he admitted with slight embarrassment.
"How did you get it..?" She asked somewhat hesitantly. Kyoya was silent, reaching to brush his fingertips over the scar below his left eye. It was faint, but you could definitely tell that it was there. "You don't have to answer if it's to personal. I understand."
"I wanted to do something special for my mom." He began.
It was mother's day and the Tategami children had woken up before their mother with a goal in mind. They decided that they would the best breakfast of their mother's life on this day. Their father was long gone, heading into work earlier than usual. Surprisingly everything ran somewhat smoothly as the children ran around the kitchen grabbing several ingredients and kitchenware. Kakeru was responsible to mix the pancake batter as Kyoya worked to cut up the strawberries and bananas to top the pancakes. Kakeru stirred rather sloppily, causing goops of batter to splatter into the floor.
"Kyoya you shouldn't be using a knife like that." Kakeru's worried voice spoke. Kyoya turned, knife in hand along with the plate of fruit balanced poorly with the pan they would need. A glass was tucked in his full arms along with several other small things."Kyoya don't drop anything…"
"Chill Kakeru." The older responded. "Mom's gonna be so happy" he beamed as he struggled to make way to the kitchen table.
Kakeru's panicked shout filled the quiet space of the kitchen when Kyoya tripped after hitting his foot on the island in the middle of the kitchen. The knife clattered to the floor with droplets of blood running across the blade. The fruit spilled everywhere and the glass shattered. The younger brother rushed to his side as soon as the older let out a pained cry. Kyoya sat up, hand clamped over his left eye with a pained expression.
"Oh no!" Kakeru panicked. "Your eye- you're bleeding! I'll-I'll get mom." A he said that the front door opened as the boy's father returned for his forgotten laptop.
"No! She get mad at us!" Kyoya stopped him, "I'm fine it's just a little cut right?" Kyoya removed his hand causing Kakeru to pale at the sight of blood running down his brother left side of his face.
"D-dad! Dad!" The younger shouted" trembling slightly. "Dad hurry!"
"What is it Kakeru? I have work-" Kotaru stopped mid sentence at the sight of the mess. Kakeru was on the verge of tears as he sat in front of his oldest as he bleed. "What happened!?" He gasped, dropping his laptop bag to nudge Kakeru out of the way.
"Dad it hurts!" Kyoya admitted with tears building in his eye.
"Where's your mother? Why isn't she watching you!?" The man demanded as he pressed a damp washcloth to his sons cut face.
"She's still sleeping."
"Kakeru get you shoes on we're taking Kyoya to the hospital."
"I was fine in the end. Thankfully I didn't cut my actual eye. Mom was mad, but…"
"But what?" Madoka asked, watching as Kyoya turned the other way, hiding the little tear threatening to fall.
"Nothing I don't really even remember it all that well." The greenette stiffened slightly at the feeling of Madoka placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"I'm sorry I shouldn't of asked."
Kyoya led the rest of the way back to the beach silently. He had already started a fire and collected a new pile of fruit. Beside his jacket a jagged and sharpened rock was tied to a smoothed down brach. "I made a sphere." He explained somewhat proudly of his work. "I also caught a fish. We can share it." he offered. Madoka sat down, keeping her hurt leg extended as Kyoya snatched his sweatshirt and the water from Madoka's bag. "Here" he spoke as he pulled a pocket knife from his pocket and began cutting off a stand of fabric for her.
"Where'd you get that knife?"
"It's mine. I forgot I had it with me." He grinned, "lucky right?"
"Yeah, why do have that?"
"...Are you really that surprised?"
"No, I guess not." Madoka sighed as Kyoya finished tightening the cloth around her lower leg. Kyoya scooted back so that he now sat across from her.
"We've only been here a few days and we've both managed to hurt ourselves." Kyoya chuckled as he observed his patched hand and her leg.
"We need to be more careful." She sighed, "I feel disgusting." She mumbled with a pout. Kyoya felt the same. Both had a reasonable amount of sand and dirt staining their clothes. Tired bags forming under their eyes and tangled hair. Sunburn on his arms and Madoka could feel it faintly in her cheeks and arms.
"Could probably wash in that waterfall spring from the other day." Kyoya suggested. "One of should probably keep a look out while the other does."
"Why?"
"You wouldn't some wild animal running up on you would you? Or some savage human!" He teased with a laugh at Madoka's eye roll. "Nah, just to be safe though." Silence followed soon after.
"Could you please answer my questions now?" Madoka finally spoke. Kyoya frowned, folding his arms over his chest as he became more focused on looking into the fire. "Please? Don't you think I deserve to know by now?"
Kyoya struggled out a small sentence, "it wasn't your fault. At all." he began with.
Madoka, doubting that statement slight, spoke "then what happened? Everything was fine until one you just shut me out!"
"You already know this, but my parents split up shortly before eighth grade. It was...tough." He shifted uncomfortably. It occurred to Madoka that Kyoya probably hadn't talked about these things in a while. "Mom left l and I haven't seen her since." Kyoya had started to distant himself from everyone else, deciding to have lunch alone. He stopped his normal troublemaking in class but acquired more of a temper. "Then in our first year of highschool mom came back just to take Kakeru. Dad never fought her on it though he just want on like his wife hadn't left and taken his son. I thought maybe she'd come for me…she didn't and life with dad got worse and worse. I never saw him, he was always working or gone on business."
The year before that Kyoya had acquired some bullies who he at first had no problem fighting and giving the same treatment until people took notice and it was brought attention to his father. Kakeru wouldn't have a son acting like that, so Kyoya stopped and let it happen. He couldn't risk the suspensions. Soon the bullies discovered the makeup concealing his scar and that opened a new door to taunts about the make up and soon the nicknames began when he stopped wearing it and showed the scar freely.
"But that's not the point!" Kyoya's voice rose, "I shouldn't of pushed you away when in truth I needed you most! After dad moved us to a place in the richer part of town I knew that things were gonna change. When I saw you during first year I knew that your parents had expectations and plans for you and I knew I didn't fit anywhere into them, so I made new friends."
"Why didn't you talk to me about it? Did you even think about how I felt! You were my only true friend and you left! I had to make all those stupid superficial ones and I spent wondering what I did to you to make you hate me!"
"I didn't!"
"Well you sure made it seem true! Making all those snide remarks about me and my friends."
"I...fell in with the wrong people I'll admit that I was a bad person towards the end, but I never-" Kyoya shut his mouth when the sight of Madoka's tears were visible to him. "Stop crying!"
"I hate this- I have everything!" She cried the stress of everything finally weighing down on her. "I hate you!"
"I just couldn't understand why everything was happening to me. I shut the world out. Why would my mother just leave me behind I didn't understand and I...I…" Kyoya stumbled over his words as he felt his face heat up, tears pooling in his eyes. "I decided to leave you before you could leave me!" with one swift movement Madoka had jumped up from her sitting position, lunging forward to engulf the male into a bone crushing hug. He stiffened up again, not responding as ue was unsure of himself now.
"Just quit...please just be quiet now." She cried and Kyoya reached to rub his tears away quickly.
Finished! We finally got out some of Kyoya's many problems. We'll still get some more explanation and all that with the following chapters. As for Kyoya's scars unless I've forgotten, we never got an explanation as to what happened in the show (kinda wish we did.) so I made a reason up for the story. Right now only has one, but I will say that he will get his second scar eventuality later on.