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Blink	By : yeagerbomb Category: Gravitation > General Views: 2675 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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thanks to everyone reading, and a note to dawn:
sorry if you were confused. i used 'complete' because i finished writing the story a long time ago. i just haven't posted everything because stringing it along is, honestly, more fun. and i like to know people are reading.

also! i feel the court scenes are very poor, i really do. they just don't seem quite real to me, but please let me know what you think!~

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Tohma was driving the car and I was in the passenger seat. He glanced at me and I was staring out the window, holding the papers tightly in my hands. �Are you sure about this?� he asked me quietly. I nodded. �Want me to come in?� I nodded again, more slowly.

We pulled into the driveway and he killed the engine. We climbed out of the car and I walked the familiar steps to my mother�s front door. I knocked twice, and Father answered. He let us in and both followed me to Mother on the porch, drinking her tea. I set the papers down beside her cup and the other two stood back in the doorway.

She looked at me, and then picked up the papers. �What are these?� she asked coldly.

�Court papers,� I said stiffly. �I�m taking you in for abuse.�

�Sorry to tell you, but your sister already tried that, I won, and to try me again would be in violation of double jeopardy.�

�Abuse towards me, Mother. Not Tatsuha.� She stared at me, her anger growing. She stood slowly, and faced me.

�Get out,� she growled.

�Alright,� I said simply, and turned to go. For a moment I think she was shocked that I was going, but then she snapped. She stepped forward, screaming at me to leave, and hit me in the face. I stared up at her, an icy expression in my eyes. It scared her, but only for an instant. Once it passed, she was on me, howling like a banshee. She clawed at me, and I only screamed once, in pain, as she dug a nail deep into my cheek.

�I�ll kill you,� she growled. �I�ll kill you!� She pulled my hair, and scratched open several stretches of skin, making me bleed. When Father and Tohma had got her off, she was holding a fistful of my hair and her hands were covered in my blood. My tongue was throbbing. I must have bitten it.

I stood up, and Tohma started to lead me back through the house, but I stopped. I stared at my mother, wiped my lips with the back of my hand, and spat the blood welling in my mouth on the ground at her feet. �I�ll see you in court,� I said, whistling the �s� because a tooth was lying in the blood. I left it there, and walked away.

A week later, Ms. Kisonare was with us, going over our testimonies. Mika and Tohma were both testifying this time, on my insistence. I had told Tatsuha he didn�t have to if he didn�t want to, but he was insistent.

�Now, onto the day of the call,� Ms. Kisonare said, running through with Mika. �What happened?� I lazily scratched at the bandage on my face from where Mother had torn out a chunk of my cheek. It hurt like hell and itched beyond reason. I could barely stand it, but I did.

I was jotting down notes for a new chapter of my notebook story, which I had taken to calling Underneath, while Mika went over it all. Tatsuha sat down beside me and set down a glass of milk and plate of cookies. I looked at him from where I was lying on the floor, and he smiled, holding his own milk. I smiled back and began to eat.

Ms. Kisonare finished with Mika and turned her attention to us as Mika went out the door to work. We both went over what we�d seen and done. What we could remember of what had happened. How she was acting and how scared we were. We went to bed when she was done, and she talked to Tohma for a long while. I, of course, couldn�t sleep, and listened to him speaking.

�I had never met Eiri, or any of the rest of Mika�s family, until the Friday before his birthday. Eiri was home from school. Something about fights, I wasn�t sure.� I fell asleep listening to him talk about my garden, before Mother had trashed it, and I could see it in my minds eye. Two days later, he was on the stand testifying. �He was shy, but opened up by the time his brother came home that day. I didn�t notice anything off about Mina�s behavior towards Eiri until Mika, her parents, and I were talking while the boys were asleep.� Or so he thinks, I thought, but didn�t make a sound. �I was talking about his garden, and I mentioned the fact that the baby�s breath was scattered. She almost blew a fuse. It startled me, and I was a little scared.� He went on, through the entire weekend, ending when the police call had been made.

�Thank you,� she said. �One more. Have you seen her hit him since that day?�

�Yes,� Tohma said, staring at my mother. I smirked. Mother was fuming. Ms. Kisonare sat down beside me, and Mother�s lawyer, Mr. Nagasame, stood.

�You say you had never seen her hit him before that Sunday?�

�Yes. I had never met her.�

�But surely this could just be something spontaneous and out of the ordinary.�

�I highly doubt it.�

�And you say you saw her hit him since the day in question?�

�Yes.�

�When?�

�Just over a week ago. He was--�

�Nothing further,� he interrupted. Tohma was allowed to go. He smiled at me as he walked past and I smiled shyly back. Mika was brought forward next.

�What was your mother like when you lived in the home?� Ms. Kisonare asked.

�Well, when she disciplined me it was never with her hand, and rarely harsh. It was very similar with Tatsuha, if not lighter since he was so young.� Mika paused, gathering her thoughts.

�And Eiri?� Ms. Kisonare prompted, wondering why she was waiting.

�Objection! She�s leading the witness.�

�Sustained.�

�I withdraw the comment.�

Mika took a breath and began again. �With Eiri she would hit him before sending him to his room or a corner. Usually only once, sometimes twice, but generally more than once a day.�

�I would like to enter into evidence,� Ms. Kisonare said, lifting, from the table I was sitting at, my torn notebook, �this notebook. It was once filled with stories and poems, was it not?�

�Yes, it was,� Mika said, her eyes wet with tears.

�Who ruined it?�

�Mother.�

�And you read these entries, didn�t you?�

�I did.�

�Did you show anyone this book of Eiri�s private writings?�

�Yes,� she choked, barely holding back the water. �M-my mother.�

�Where did she start?�

�In the middle. There was a page with a pressed flower.�

�What did she think of these?�

�She despised them before she had read a single word. Eiri knew, and I realized it too late,� Mika answered harshly.

�Would you please explain the work on the inside of the cover?� she asked, handing the notebook to Mika. She took it.

�It has a drawing, more of a sketch, of his garden. There are four irises, one in each corner of the square plot. An arrow is drawn to each one from a name. �Mother� in the top left, and �Father� in the right. �Mika� is written on the bottom right and �Tatsuha� on the left. One for each of us. There are daisies etched in carefully, almost delicately.� It had been delicately. I had been in a sort of floating mood that day, distracted. �In English it says here �hate� and �fear�. He drew the kanji for �danger� and �terror�.�

�Thank you.� Ms. Kisonare sat back down. It was a long moment before Nagasame stood.

�It took an awful lot of coaxing to get him to go with you and your fiancé, didn�t it?� he asked coolly.

�Yes.�

�Why?�

�Eiri didn�t want to admit that she was abusive,� Mika replied grudgingly.

�Did you, maybe, plant the thought that she was hurting him in his mind?�

�No!� Mika cried before Ms. Kisonare could object. �We may have brought him to the realization, but we in no way, shape or form tricked him into thinking it!�

�That�s all.� He sat, and Ms. Kisonare stood back up.

�What made him believe?�

�Mother hit Tatsuha. Eiri didn�t think she would ever do that, and when it happened, the world he had crashed down around him to reveal reality.� I couldn�t have phrased it better.

�Thank you.�

Mika left, and the judge called a thirty minute recess, after which, the defense would call a witness.~
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