When They Cry at Midnight
Back to the shadows, I know you're behind me
Fight in the darkness, with these claws of a feral beast
The skies opens up to me. Pure water turned into crimson blood.
Its all I can see.
This heart I'm searching for, I know that
I can't go back anymore.
Say you want, you say you need; you can take it all from me.
I'll call the debt one day. Trails of blood you'll have to pay.
Lost on paths of tears and fright, unrelenting, hopeless night.
My twisted life will die
When the Cicadas Cry.
-Rewrite of the Higurashi no Naku Koro ni sung by Cristina Vee(I think)
"Hello, otome,"
Rukia's blood went cold. It couldn't be... This man, the one that plauged her dreams.
Her father. Kaitou Kuchiki.
"Outousan?" She mentally cursed herself. After all these years, all these mishaps, she still managed to call him her father.
"Yes, Rukia-chan." He smiled. Rukia cringed. She remembered that look. "Now, look, I was afraid you wouldn't remember me! But it seems you have, and that's really all that matters." His cold eyes contrasted deeply with the comforting smile he was giving her. He ruffled her hair.
"I missed so much in your life, my dear daughter," His smile got wider, "And I plan to make up for it!" He almost sounded... Kind.
That made Rukia think. What if he changed? What if he did it for her? What if... He finally protected her?
Rukia warily stood up, crossing her arms defensively. "Really? You mean it? You'll actually protect me?" She was too hopeful.
He smiled sickeningly, his eyes getting icier and icier by the second. Her heart beat faster. "Rukia... Sweetheart, I said I'd make up for it. I never said I'd protect you." His voice grew cold, "All I said was I'd make up for it." His smile grew wider, and Rukia's eyes widened.
Her world faded into black.
[5099 Arashi St, Kyoto, 5:36 PM]
"Yumi-nii?" Inoue asked her cousin. The blond quirked a brow. "Yeah, 'Hime?" Inoue looked down. "Your neighbor... Roka-san, has he ever been married?" Yumi nodded. "Yep. Went to some college in Osaka together, and began dating. Her name was Hikari... Hitsuma? Or was it Hinamizawa...? I'm pretty sure it was Harako, but..."
"You mean Hikaru?" Inoue corrected, gray eyes widening slightly.
Yumi nodded. "Yeah. That's her! They had a couple kids, too. I think it was Ruchia and Hisakumori or something along those lines..."
Rukia and Hisana. The names rang through Inoue's head.
"When the youngest of the two turned three, Hikaru moved out, taking the kids. He didn't protest, neither Roka or Hikaru had jobs at the time. For the kids, living with Hikaru was the best option." Yumi shrugged. "After he started taking charge at the hospital, though, Roka started looking for them again... Orihime? Orihime! What's with that look? Are you listening to me, girl?" Yumi shouted at her cousin. "Oi! Orihime-chaan!"
Inoue nodded. "I'm listening. But... I think I might know."
Yumi smirked lightly as she hung up the last of Inoue's clothes. "Oh, really? What do you know?"
Inoue blinked, looking down at her feet. "I know who his kids are."
Yumi stood up straight, shock evident in her eyes.
"What?"
[6:42 PM, Lorelei Street, Karakura Town]
"What's wrong with Rukia?" Renji yelled frantically, putting his and Tatsuki's differences aside for the time being.
And Tatsuki told him everything that had happened, from high school, to Kaitou, to Ichigo.
"Ichigo?" Renji hissed. "She went to that idiot?"
Tatsuki scowled. This was not the time!
"Shut up, Renji! Would you stop thinking about a love that will never be long enough to hear me out?" Renji was quiet.
"I'll be at your place in thirty minutes, kay?" He asked softly.
Tatsuki nodded, looking out the window at the dark gray clouds looming over Karakura. "Alright... See you soon," She answered just as softly, and hung up.
[5098 Arashi Street, 8:34 PM]
"Roka-saaan!" Yumi sang, knocking on her bosses' door wildly.
He opened the door and smiled. "Oh, hello, Yumi-chan, Orihime-san." Inoue started. "Ara... Roka-san, I heard of something, and I thought you might like to know what it is. I know you have two daughters..." At that, Roka glared at Yumi, who tried to act oblivious.
"And I might know who they are... Actually, I do know them. Or, at least one."
Roka's eyes widened.
"...What?"
[10:00 PM]
Senna sighed tiredly. It was just one of those days where she didn't feel like moving.
What the hell is going on?She asked herself, sitting down on the couch. She shouldn't have come to Karakura Town, not now, anyway.
The phone on the coffee table started to ring, but Senna ignored the annoying device, and turned on the TV. After a moment of ringing, there was a beep, and Ichigo's voicemail patched through. Wow, even on the phone he sounded mean.
"Hey, it's Ichigo. I'm not here at the moment, so just leave your name and number and I'll get back to you as soon as I can." ...Beep.
Senna stared blankly at the television, listening carefully to the message.
A voice patched through, only to be recognized as a terrified-sounding Rukia. "I-Ichigo? It's Rukia. P-please, pick up the phone. I'm sorry for what I did earlier, but-" She stopped suddenly, there was a faint scream on the other end, and then there was a beeping on the other line.
The phone was dead.
Senna's eyes were wide as she heard the next words; "We're sorry. This line is currently unavailable, or has been cut off. If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again."
Senna sped over to the phone, and kept hitting re-dial, getting the same message. She was worried. What was happening? Just what? After about forty-five minutes of uselessly trying to call Rukia, Senna gave up, and called Ichigo.
"Senna?" He answered, and Senna sighed, relived.
"Thank God, Ichigo! I need you to get over here, ASAP!"
"What? Why?"
Senna looked outside; It was raining hard. "I'll explain later."
[Midnight]
Rukia scowled at the man in front of her. "Bastard," She growled, and looked at her shin. It was bent at an odd angle, and was covered in blood, just like most of the rest of her body. She bit back a cry as Kaitou kicked her again.
"I don't really remember you being thistough..." He raised a brow, and Rukia yelped slightly as he slapped her. "Although I can't say I hate it, I can actually hit you more now!" He laughed crazily, and kicked her in the stomach.
This was what he had been doing for the past twelve hours. He had pretty much gone past abuse now, and was moving on to torture. And he had all the materials- Wooden table, nails, hammer, knife, whip... All the makings of a good, old-fashioned, nineteenth-century torture.
Rukia cringed slightly as he brought out the whip. "I'll have you know..." He tested the whip by cracking it in the air, "You may be quiet now, but trust me, you'll be writhing with pain and agony by the time I start driving the nails through your fingers."
He laughed evilly as he brought the rope whip up.
His eyes just spelled insanity.
Rukia cringed as he brought it down.
A sickening snap echoed throughout the dark room.
A/N: I know, I'm evil. So short, and such a bad cliffie...
I'll make up for it eventually, though! I PROMISE!
PLEASE REVIEW!
Oh, and about those torture things... I mostly got it by watching scenes from shows like Elfen Lied, Higurashi (Which is really creepy), and Magical Lyrical Nanoha.
Don't worry, most of these torture scenes aren't really graphic, they're just explenations.
AGAIN, REVIEW!
-TMU
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