Okay, umm..this is the normal thing. No more proloudge.
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He moved to grab my hand, but, I stopped him
"I need to go and get my stuff first."
He nods.
We walk off, not knowing the distaster that would soon happen.
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Chapter 03: Sneakers & Collectors
Fuji's POV
I stayed at Tezuka's house until I was able to move without hurting myself. The incendient happened only a day or two ago. Tezuka said that once I was able to move, he would take me to my house so I can get my stuff, move out, and start living with Tezuka.
Sadly, I already knew what was coming.
Tezuka has let me borrow his shirt and pants for these past few days. I was now wearing a white button up shirt with a light blue jacket, and black pants. I was also wearing my white tennis shoes.
Once we got to my house, I stopped and faced Tezuka.
"Umm..whatever you hear or happen to see, don't go in. Trust me..you don't want to know."
He had a confused look on his face.
"Why? Your family can't be that dangerous...can they?"
I turned away from him and walked towards the door.
"More so then you'll ever know of..." I whispered, hopeing that he wouldn't hear.
I opened the door, went inside, and tried to shut it as quietly as I could. Right before I shut it, I knew a had fear on my face. And I knew Tezuka saw it too.
I quickly tried to hurry up the stairs to my room. I stepped on a creaky floor board, and inwardly cursed.
Then, from the kitchen downstairs, I heard a soft thump. I froze.
I waited a few seconds, and nothing happen. I inwardly sighed, and contuined my way to my room.
When I made it, I saw that the door handle was broken off, and the door had blood stains on it. Along with dents.
Most likely from when my sister tried to get rid of me....before the memory resurfaced, I shook the thought out of my head.
I pushed my door open, and in there, was mostly empty.
Besides for my bed, desk, and dresser, there were clothes all over the floor.
I went to my closet and opened it.
It was empty. I hoped that that wasn't the case.
On the right hand side of my closet was a door. It can't be seen because it blends in, and, you can't feel it. You wouldn't know it was there unless you triggered it open.
I now stood in front of it.
(AN: Oh, btw, she has a walk-in closet. That's why.)
I used a nearby small piece of wood, like the size of a needle, and pricked my thumb.
I wiped the blood on the middle of the door.
Suddenly, it opened.
I crouched down, and stuck my hand inside the hole.
I felt a box. I took it out of the hole, and shut the door.
I opened the box, and l took out my most prized item that I own.
My tennis racket. That's right. I play tennis. If I took the strings off and connected them in a F shape, it can be a sort of weapon. Pretty handy if you ask me.
(AN: Fuji's racket on side. The black "spaces" are where Fuji's name is.)
I went to my dresser and took out a tennis bag that was hidden behind it.
I stuffed my tennis racket and some of my clothes in there.
Once it was all secure in there, I ......jumped out of my window.
I know what you're thinking, ' " Why would I jump out of a window, I cound die!? " ' ....Right?
Well, I only live in a two-story house. And my rooms window in at the front.
And well...yes, it was a quick and sort-of easy escape...I just really wanted to let sister know that she'll never get me again. Because I am free.
I made a very loud thump when I landed.
I saw my sister look outside the kitchen window, where I was.
I smirked at her, and waved my hand in a "cya" motion.
I started to run to where Tezuka was, but...I heard glass shatter.
Not daring to look back, I kept on running.
Then, I was in pain.
I fell to the ground.
Touching my back, as best as I could, I felt a knife stuck into it.
'Why does everybody like knives so much?!'
Deciding to leave that thought for later, at a safer time, I got up, ignored the pain and the knife in my now bloody back, and ran to Tezuka.
His eyes were all O.O
I ignored his...uh..fear Ithink, and, grabbed his wrist, and rand the oppisite way to Tezuka's house.
"Um..are you alright? And..why are we not going to my house?"
I was panting heavily and sweating, while, Tezuka here, was just fine.
It took me a minute to figure out what he said, because, my head was hurting. A lot.
"Because....my sister would follow us most..likely. And, if she found where I was staying at..not..only would I be in...danger, you and your..family would be...too. I...don't want that to..happen. And, i'm taking a very long way..to..get to your house."
I think he nodded. I wasn't sure. My mind was going haywire. My heart was beating loudly. And I couldn't breathe very well.
When I finally made it to the corner, I shoved Tezuka into the ally-way and gave him my bag.
"Listen...don't follow me. Go back to the...house. I'm going to...get her off my...tracks...it won't be long before she passes here...so..go...NOW!"
And with that, I pushed him foward, and kept going the way I was, not following him.
'If I wanted to help Tezuka, the least I could do was to get somebody who wanted to kill me, and soon after, Tezuka, was to keep him and his family safe.'
I just hope he doesn't go anywhere near where I was.
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Tezuka's POV
Just as Fuji pushed me away, she ran straight, never looking back.
I was extreamly worried for her. Her own sister just threw a knife into her back, which, I will add that, was still there.
She was leaving a trail of blood. As if..leading her sister away from me and my family forever..
My eyes widened in relization.
"She's going to sacifice herself for my life..?...Why..." I whispered.
I stood up.
'I'm going after her with the police after I drop her stuff off at my house.'
I nodded at my..not very accurate plan.
'Don't worry Fuji...you won't be alone in this dead world anymore.'
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Like? Well...I know it's not very long, but....it seemed like a PERFECT place to end.
Oh..XD sorry for all the "gore" things in there.
I like gore. Idk why. And, I am best at typeing gore things into stories.
I bet I could make like..16 books filed with GORE ONLY in them..XD
Yea..be scared...my mind is messed up....blame Ochimaru. He was the one who started all the "expiraments".....
Yea...
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