Darker Than You

Authors Note: Ok, this is completly different then what Katou\'s real life is like. Sae is being replaced by a younger sister, Katline, who is a complete jerk to him and his mother. His mother is basically what Sae is, only doesn\'t call him Yue-chan or anything to that matter. Robert is Katou\'s \"Father\" the one that raised him that is. Still abusive, and yes... he has an American name, because he originated from America, haven\'t completly worked out why he\'s in Tokyo or anything just yet, but yeah. This is just something I put together at random. Thank you and enjoy.


Warning: Might be some OOC, rape, yaoi, angst, suicidal thoughts, attempt suicide, drug abuse, child abuse, wife abuse, cussing, lemons, and VERY bad spelling and about anything else that I might and will add to this story.

Rated: PG-for now, bu the rating will go up as I get further into this one.

Disclaimer: I don\'t own any of the characters of Angel Sanctuary and the names I use for Katou\'s family are not really there either. And YES, I do know his real family and all that crap but this is an AU fic.

Time Frame: uh... no where, its AU thank you.

Told from Katou\'s POV.


~Part 17~

I left the next day. I felt... strange now being around Kira. He didn\'t talk to me at all. Didn\'t even mutter a bye. Which burned its way threw my body. Made me feel horrible. Why was he being such an asshole? Course, he could be mad at me for... doing... that.

But I had really needed to be able to dominate something. I skipped school completly, went walking about, sore off my ass and annoyed to fucking hell. People gave me odd glances, but truely didn\'t really pay any mind. My whole left side of my face was swollen. My ass was sore as it could have ever been. And it hurt like a bitch to walk. But, I didn\'t pay any mind. I was used to making my body numb for some time. At least till it was time for me to sleep. Then my guard would be down, and more than likely, if alone, I\'ll just cry myself to sleep. Just because thats how stupid and hopeless I truely am.

Hopeless and pathetic. It was dark when I found myself walking down the all to familar street of were I was suppose to live. Not that I would say live. More like existed till I moved out. Which would be as soon as possible. I knew a few people who\'d let my bum off of them till I got myself my own place. But that was almost a year ahead.

To long. Probly wouldn\'t make it anyways. Robert has been getting worst and worst with the beatings. Which sucks for me, big time. I slipped in, glanceing at the clock hanging from the wall. Almost nine thirty. Wow. I had been walking for like, what almost thirteen and a half hours. Not really walking. Mostly limping and sitting down, lost in thought, watching as the people would glance in my direction, give me a pittiful glance, then raise their nose to the Heaven and be on their merry little way.

I started towrds the stairs, hopeing to make it home free, at least till morning. Then I\'d probly just go to school and maybe follow Shiro home or something. Sounded like a good plan.

Someone was in the kitchen. I stopped dead in my tracks, earteart starting to pound. I hate it when my body would suddenly freeze on me. Because it seem to do it alot. Maybe it was something I had taken not to long ago. Though, being in the gutter with my dearler wasn\'t the greatest of things. He wouldn\'t mess with me unless Kira suddenly dropped me.... which it felt like thats what he did to me. Drop me.

Am I alone now?

I try to dart to the stairs, but am stopped by the sound of the soft voice that sounds scared. It was Mama\'s voice, \"Katou..? Is that you honey?\"

I stop and turn to look at her. She looks frailer than usual. And tired. She\'s close to me now, giving me a hug that she thinks will make every damn thing better now. Fuck that.

\"Where did you go? Kira called to see if you came home, but you hadn\'t... I was so worried..\"

Why the fuck was she worried over wasted space like me. And why did Kira call, when he didn\'t even want me around him any more? I mean, I the the picture just fine. He hated me now. And for some reason, that settled well within my stomach. Better than I thought. Mama\'s hands are on my face, examining it. She touched it lightly. I whince, realizing how tender it was. Bruised severly probly.

She sighed, \"Katou... I want to tell you something. Why Robert hates you so much...\" her voice is trembling.

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To Be Continued....