Life Sucks ch. 1

  Sukoto sighed as she slurped her Ramen.

  "Ok, tell me everything that happened to you since we saw each other last! Where were you? It's been two years since we saw each other!" Taigara said, slurping her own Ramen.

  "I've been...places." Sukoto sighed.

  "They put you in a mental hospital didn't they? I told you!! I told you it was going to happen! Shono, you owe me 2,000 yen!" Taigara shouted.

  Shono looked up from his sushi, and stared at Taigara blankly.

  "I," He said. "Owe you nothing."

  "You better give it to me, or your daughter is going to know you as the silent guy who sleeps on the couch all the time!"

  Shono grumbled something, but handed Taigara 2,000 yen.

  "I've been around, Taigara. Let's leave it at that." Sukoto said, slurping the last of her Ramen.

  "Who's the daddy of your baby?" Taigara asked.

  Sukoto brought her fist down on the table, hard.

  "He's a no good asshole that isn't in my life anymore. And if his child comes out looking like him, this kid's going up for adoption." Sukoto growled. She stood up and walked out of the room.

  "Let's go, Taigara, give her time to adjust. She's probably been alone for a long time, she's back in Tokyo, let her get used to it. And come on, it's time for your ultra sound." Shono said, dragging Taigara out of the apartment. "Do you really think that she'd dump the baby just because it looks like its father?"

  "Don't worry, she won't do it. She would never. It's a mom thing." Taigara assured him.

  "Let's hope so." Shono sighed.

  Sukoto was lying on her bed, crying into her pillow. Her ivory skinned cheeks were puffy and red, and tears were running down her face.

  "That....bastard." She sniffed to herself. She sighed deeply, and cried herself to sleep.

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  "Aoshi! Please! Just...give up!" A blue haired woman snapped to a man who had hair that was half auburn, half silvery white.

  "No. I have to find her, Mizuru. Until I find her, our plan is incomplete!" The man, Aoshi, growled.

  "This is completely pointless, can I just go out and kill her?" An auburn haired boy asked lazily.

  "Shikyo, shush." Aoshi snarled. "No, you may not."

  "Aoshi, you take all the fun out of being psychotic." Shikyo sneered. He flipped his messy, auburn out of his eyes, then letting it settle over the pools of deep, gray his eyes were again.

  "You shouldn't talk to Father like that, Shikyo." A blue haired boy said quietly. He had cloudy white eyes, and he looked at Aoshi. "I don't want to harm Sukoto-chan. She is with child."

  "I don't give a damn!!" Aoshi hissed. "She's not my girl anymore! She looks nothing like her parents."

  'She looks like you used to.' Mizuru thought, then remembered the day Sukoto had been born.

~~~~~~~~~~flashback~~~~~~~~~~

  Mizuru smiled as she held the crying baby in her arms, soothing her quietly. The baby had small tufts of silver white hair on her head, and bawled to her mother. She looked more like her half albino father than anything else.

  The baby looked into Mizuru's eyes, and Mizuru drew in a sharp breath as she looked into clear, bright blue eyes. She was glad they weren't gray like her father's.

  Aoshi walked into the room, a seven year old beside him. He looked at Mizuru and his new daughter, and smiled warmly. Aoshi's pure white hair was draped over his shoulders, going down to his lower back.

~~~~~~~~~~End flashback~~~~~~~~~~

  Mizuru snapped herself out of her memory. Aoshi was so different now. He was cruel, corrupted.

  "Shourai, when's the quickest time we can go to Tokyo?" Aoshi growled.

  "The best time...in four months." The blue haired boy whispered.

  "I said quickest."

  "Little brother has a point, it'd be better to leave at the best time." Shikyo chuckled, licking his chapped lips.

  "The psycho speaks sense, it's amazing." Aoshi snarled.

  Shikyo let out a low, guttural growl, but let the comment go without consequence.

  "Fine then, we'll leave in four months." Aoshi said in a low growl.

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  Yuki yawned loudly as he sat up. The albino male pushed himself up and got up. His silver hair was just barely touching his shoulders, and his pinkish-red eyes scanned the room for some pants he could wear. His eyes fell on a picture that hung on the wall. Yuki sighed as he saw the picture.

The picture was of him and a young, white haired, blue eyed girl.