usagi-masume // junjou romantica

∆.Prolouge.∆

(atsuki is thirteen years old here.)

"We can't keep her anymore Jeremy! If we do, they might come after her again! She deserves better than this!"

"Well, who would want a thirteen year old?! People who adopt go for the younger children, Norma!"

A pink haired woman and an ash gray haired man continued back and forth, trying to figure out what to do with their only daughter.

The duo are part of a gang and recently, there had been some severly dangerous activity going on with their rivaling gang, The Savage Killers. These two arguing right now are part of  The Blood Coated Knifes.

They both wanted the best for their daughter, what loving parents wouldn't? The wife, Norma, wanted to give her to an orphanage, where she knew some loving couple would take much better care of their pride and joy. The two haven't been wonderful parents, and their shame was great for it. Sometimes, they'd have to leave for weeks on end which meant their kid had no choice but to fend for herself.

The problem was her age. They're daughter, Atsuko, was thorteen and that posed an issue with her finding a home.

Speaking of, she was sitting on the stairs, dreading the fact that she was the reason her parents were arguing. She loathed being the reason for conflict. She could hear her mothers sob-filled words, making her tighten her already ballled up fists.

"Okay- let's just explain to her that we have no choice but to take her to the orphanage. She's a mature kid. She can handle it." Her father sighed, giving into his lover's wishes.

Norma smiled sadly, knowing that she wouldn't be able to see her baby girl anymore. But was also glad that she'd be loved by people who could properly take care of her.

"Atsuko, dear. Come down here baby." She heard her mother shout up the stairs. Freezing momentarily, she quickly tiptoed back up the stairs and then replied with, "I'm coming."

Atsuko stood and the top of the stairs, trying to process that she would no longer see her parents. Some strangers would be taking care of her from now on.

Temporarily shaking the thoughts from her head, she continued down the stairs getting ready to face her parents' head on.

"Yes?" She questioned, trying to make her curiosity realistic.

"Honey, just know that this is very hard for us to do, but it's for your safety, okay?"

Swallowing the thick lump in her throat, she nodded her head. She didn't trust herself to speak right now.

"We're putting you up for adoption and terminating our parental rights." Her father cut in, knowing his wife would shatter if she revealed their plans.

"Why?" Atsuko whispered.

"Things are... complicated, with the gangs right now. And we don't want you caught up in any of it anymore. So we'll take you to an orphanage to get adopted by better parents. This decision is final. We're not debating about it." He strictly said, knowing that his daughter had a sharp tongue when upset.

"Alright. When?" She replied with short answers, too upset to hold a proper conversation.

"As soon as possible, dear." Her mother said sadly. The child nodded, and went to start packing up.