Chapter eight; Falling Fast

            I fell asleep Ra knows how long. It was dim. Only the Christmas lights were on. I looked over at Ryou in his chair. He was wrapped in his blanket and his book had fallen on the floor. He looked adorable for once. Not annoying. I stood up, Took off his blanket and picked him up. I carried him upstairs and set him in his bed, Covered him up and set his alarm clock. He was excited for that. As for me, I needed a drink. Not blood or alcohol though. Instead, I grabbed a glass of water. Odd, I know. I strode into the living room and looked around. He did a very good job. He really did. Bright and happy. He was probably to get a night off from all the “Excitement”. I chuckled and headed off to my room to slumber for the night.

 

            When I awoke the next morning, Ryou was already up and getting ready. I could hear his hairdryer and smell his cleanliness. I smirked to myself and headed to the kitchen to make some coffee. After some time had passed and Ryou, Dressed in his uniform, Was ready to go, Bookbag in hand, We headed to the car. He bounced in his seat here and there. It was pissing me off.

“Stop.” I stated. He stopped on instant. His smiled faded and he stared out the window. I stopped at a stoplight and listened to the wipers swipe the glass clean. I’m surprised they had school with those conditions. The roads were horrible. Slush and snow.

 

            He blinked and watched the stoplight. I turned my head back to the light and pressed the gas when it turned green. He sighed, Fogging up the side window. It was black out, So I didn’t know what he was staring. I swallowed and looked at him, Then back at the road.

“Did you, Uh… Did you finish all of your homework?”

“Yes…” he nodded.

“Good. Good.” I was trying to be friendly. He seemed to be put off by it. I confused him. I sighed to myself and pulled into the school parking lot. “Have a good day.” He got out and walked out.

 

                When I got home, I found Ryou half asleep on the couch. I sighed and slammed the door to let him know I was home. I slid off my shoes and hung up my jacket, Walking into the kitchen. He jumped and looked around. I smirked and grabbed a bag of blood, Taking a sip. Delicious. I heard him pick up his papers and books off the ground and the low volume of the tv that played ‘A Christmas Story’, Strangely enough.

 

                I slid a pizza in the oven and sat next to Ryou as he worked on his homework. I went back and forth between watching him and watching the movie.

“Yes?” he asked me, Setting his pencil down.

“Nothing. Just watching.” I replied. He blinked and looked back down at his paper.

“Okay.” He said absent mindedly, Calculating his numbers. He had a mountain of homework to take care of during his break.

“I’ll be back.” I said and stood up.

“Where are you going?” Ryou asked, Looking up again.

“Out. I’ll be back in an hour or two. Maybe three. There’s a pizza in the oven.” I said and then put my winter gear back on, Heading out the door.

 

                I drove to the mall and walked around for a while. It was busier than ever. There was barely enough room to walk around, Babies were crying and ramped teenagers were driving security guards crazy. I growled to myself. This was horrible.

“WHY am I doing this again?” I asked myself aloud. I sighed and walked around. After tearing through store after store, I decided to leave. I wasn’t putting up with that anymore.

“Hey Kura!” I heard.

“Great.” I stated under my breath and turned around. “Hi Marik.”

“What are you up to?” he asked.

“Heading home. Where’s your hikari?” I asked and looked around. He ignored me.

“You should come over to my house for a while.” He smirked. I felt that answered the question.

“I dunno about that.” I blinked, Grabbing at my keys.

“JUST for a bit?” he pouted. He picked that up from Malik.  I growled and looked at my car.

“Fine. But I’ll follow you in my car.”
“Alright.” He walked away.

‘Now’s my chance.’

 

                I didn’t want to go over his house. I just wanted to go home and waste my Wednesday night. I had tomorrow left and then my Christmas vacation. I needed a break today wasn’t a great day anyway. After Marik had left, I zoomed off towards my own house. I didn’t feel like putting up with his bullshit tonight. I sighed and pulled into my driveway. I had gotten angry. I knew what I needed to do. I growled and stormed into my house. I threw off my shoes and jacket and looked over at Ryou. He started to shake and then ran from me, Up the stairs and towards his room.

 

                I chased after him and ran into his door. I smiled a bit, Creating a first. Sometimes I loved playing this continuous game of cat and mouse. It was so intriguing and caught my attention ever so easily. I licked my lips. I pounded on the door and glowered.

“Ryou! You better open this door! You know better than to lock doors in my house!” I heard cautious steps to the door, A click and then scampered steps away. I burst in and looked around the room for his perfect snow white head. He stood silently, Shaking, In the darkness of a corner. I smirked, My eyebrows completing my face with an arch.

 

                He backed up. His fate was doomed tonight; Sealed into my grasp.

“There’s no way out.” I threatened. He gulped as his face paled within an instant. He knew what was coming. I chuckled and set in on my prey. He kept scratching at the wall, Trapped. “You’re not going anywhere, Ro. You know that and I know that, So stop hurting yourself… Let me do it for you.”

“I hate you!” I know he let it slip out, But I shook my head in rage and rushed at Ryou. I took out my knife and stabbed him in the arm. Ryou screamed in pain as silent tears rushed down his face, Dripping down to the ground like blood. I chuckled. I couldn’t help it.

 

                “How’s THAT Ryou? Hmmm? Do you love me NOW?!” I demanded, Stabbing Ryou in his side. He screamed in pain again. He limped over and fell to the ground as I threw a kick at his stomach. Oh how I wanted to keep going at his weak flesh. I chuckled. Ryou gasped for breath and squeezed his eyes shut. He wouldn’t last long tonight; Wouldn’t be able to take much more of this. I grabbed his Collar and lifted him up in the air.

“You’re always tough on me…” he told me, Looking dead in my eyes. He tried to make me let go.

 

                “Tough? You don’t know the first thing about tough! When my dad was alive he beat me EVERY day five times a day and then he died and I was by myself the rest of my life and it sure wasn’t to build me up!” I shook him in my hands. “ My old man… Was tough! And if you think this yelling than think again! If you hear yelling and it’s from me - If I’m yelling - YOU’LL KNOW IT!” I shouted. My fist flew back and towards Ryous precious face. He clenched his shirt in agonizing pain as the full force thrust of my fist came slamming down on his small insignificant life. He knew better than to EVER talk back to me. He knew better than to whimper, Or pout. I don’t understand why it didn’t get through his head. He started to suck up his tears and slowly open his swollen eye. His head swayed as if his vision blurred and tears outlined his brown eyes. I threw him down to the ground making his breath leave him. I laughed as he gasped for air and took short quick breaths. Finally, He caught it again and took one deep depressing breath.

 

He looked up at me, A shadow cast upon him, And seemed realized once again who it was.

“Only the drunk that came home. Just to torture my fragile soul and tattered mind, For no reason.” He muttered, Not seeming to know I was there. I stood above him, Smiling. He speaking out of turn, I knew, Yet he looked daze. He gave a cold cast up at me, His brown eyes duller than usual. I frowned.

“That’s no way to look at the only one person that understood you and took care of you for the past eight years…” I stated kicking Ryou in the stomach making him cough up crimson blood. “KNOW YOUR PLACE!”  I lost control of my actions; but it joyed me. It gave me a twist of sick pleasure. My eyes grew for more, My mouth watered. All of a sudden I felt a slam rush to his head from my first. I laughed manically, Throwing my head back. He was out again, Unconscious for the third time that week. Blood dripped from his mouth and nose. I licked my lips and stared down at his exposed neck.

 

My mouth watered as he laid without movement. My head tilted to the side as I stepped towards him. He would have cringed if he was awake. I bit my lip and then lunged at him. I grasped onto his neck and bit in, Sucking the blood from his body. It tasted so good; Felt so good. It slid down my throat so smoothly. My eyes rolled back and my mouth filled to the top. I let go and gasped for breath, Looking down at him. My smile spread across my face as I wiped my mouth clean. I looked out into the dark and crept up the stairs into the dark abyss of my room and soul.