Tokyo-Zion Academy Times

Chapter Five: Isaac:

I studied upon to noon when my stomach started to growl. At first, I did my best to ignore it. No, I can’t eat until I’m finished. It’s not time to eat yet. I can hold out a little bit longer. I buried myself deeper in my books. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore.

Alright, you win! I’ll go get something to eat. I set aside my study material and went downstairs to the kitchen. I peeked around for the whole trip in hopes of not running into any of them. Something is telling me not to stay here too long. But yet, I feel that somehow I don’t really have a choice. I don’t know my way around Hiroshima and I don’t have much money for a train ride back to Tokyo. I don’t even know how long nee-san is keeping me here. Why did she even bring me here to Hiroshima in the first place?

Chapter Three: Disorder House:

Hours later, someone shook me awake. I slowly opened my eyes and looked over to my right. Akemi stared at me smiling.

“Oh good morning, Sunshine,” she said. “Finally to decide to join the world of the living?” I blinked at her.

“How long was I asleep?” I asked.

Hisoka isn't in a good place at the moment. Because of this, he turns up missing. As the other Shinigami try to figure out the truth, they all find some rather unsettling clues around his house. Traces of a strange powder on the counter, the apartment looks rather trashed, plus there are traces of blood all over the floor and walls. Yet, Hisoka hasn't been alone for the past few days that he hasn't shown up for work. Where is Hisoka now and can they reach him in time before tragedy strikes?
 

A Light Drizzle:

That kiss messed with my head. Jim was such a playboy back then. He knew his way with the ladies. That charming bastard certainly knew his way with me. Hey, I ended up marrying him after all. Anyway, that boy messed up my head so much with that stupid kiss. I couldn’t think straight anymore. That moment change everything from there. My eyes slowly opened to a new word. My feelings for your grandfather became complicated from there as well.

I walked out the front door off to school. Just as I thought, Momma and Daddy started fighting again. Lucky for me, I manage to get away just in time. The long walks to school help me calm down some. Each step helps me to forget about the yelling that always rings in my ears. It gets better when I am farther away from them. I pushed myself to keep walking along the long dirt path to the road. My tiny feet always leave a trailing coming and going from Firefly House. I like to count the steps it takes me until I am completely away from my parents screaming. I decided to do that now. One… two… three…four… five… I begin to walk faster. My breath gets heavier and heavier. The more I count, the faster I go. Soon, I am almost running.

I look up ahead of me. I see our mailbox just up the road. I become overjoyed. I’m almost free again. I stop counting and begin running now. In a few seconds, I make it to the mailbox. I lean against it panting. I looked behind me. Firefly House can still be seen from our mailbox, but I can’t hear the shouting anymore. I felt myself smile for the first time today. I got away just in time. I continued on my way to school.

Creator: T.J. Velasquez

Genres: Dark, Drama, Erotic, Original

Rating: NC-17

Breaking Away

Chapter One: You’re Beautiful:

My dear friend, Hitomi, died last week. Her mother found her body in the driver’s seat of the family car that Thursday morning. In fact, she was the one contacted me the next morning about her daughter’s death. It’s funny, really. Hitomi-chan and I haven’t spoken to each other since we graduated junior high. We ended up going to different high schools.

We never really kept in touch either. I heard different stories about her. I heard that she had a boyfriend from Tokyo many times. There were other stories sayin that she was having problems with bullying and depression. Some even said that she dropped out of high school and locked herself in her room. A few people said that they saw her rumoring the city streets at night. One rumor even said that Hitomi turned to dating for pay. I never tried to call her and see if any of it was true. I don’t know; it’s just that life and school got in the way for me.

I remember the night I met Kitty. It was a fashion show two years ago for a fundraiser. Heh, fundraiser! I almost laugh at that word. It’s just an excuse to show off how rich you are. Sure, they say it’s for a good cause, but that’s just to make them feel better about themselves. They can’t fool me. But, I’ll save that for another rant. Back to the current story.

I somehow got invited out to this fundraiser. That lets you know what kind of people were holding this fashion show. So, yeah… I sat in the front row waiting for the models. Let’s be real here, I wasn’t there for the models or the show. I was just there for the wine. Yes, I’m not going to lie to you guys. Like I said before, I am a drunkard. I love wine. Hell, I love any sort of alcohol! This is not the point however. This is all about Kitty and I don’t think she would want me to go off on a tangent about my love affair with alcohol. So, back to her story.

I sat in the front row with my beer in my hand. No one seemed to notice me. That’s how it usually is. I am the decay of society and therefore, people must look away in disgust. I get thoughts like these over booze. My mind retreated further into my thoughts when the curtains drew up to begin the show. The lights grew dim and the spotlight flashed on bright. The president of the wine company hosting this fundraiser stepped out on stage. Wine company holding a fundraiser, ironic, I know. The man looked out at the audience.