Shattered Mirror

Hi there again!
This is the second chapter of my story and I hope you like it. This chapter is of kouji, what happen to him and of course violence!! Yes.

As I said the other time excuse myself cause my native languaje is spanish, and if there is a gramar mistake, or something about concordance …excuse please!!!

Well that´s it…. Now to the second chapter


Chapter 2 : Someone in somewhere


It have past a whole week without eating, nothing that he wasn´t used to but he was begining to feel very weak, he feels that need to eat something now, but the big problem was that he didn´t have any money. Of course there was a time when he work for a man in a market but by now he couldn´t do such a thing, he can´t work for two reasons. Number one : no one wants to work with kids without the parents permission, an number two: an this was a big good reason who wants to employ him. was was a boy very short for his age, he was so thin that it seems that he didn´t had enough energy to work, and he was always in pain. By that moment every inch of his body hurt and the question is why? When someone ask him for the bruise in his left eye he always said that it was an accident with the door of his dad´s car, when his arm broke it was cause he fell from the ladders and when he went to school with his hands burned it was that he accidentaly grab the hot kettle. But the true was that his dad din´t have a car, in his house where no ladders, and hi didn´t grab the kettle his father made he grab it. Was his a father a crazy man? Maybe he is. Maybe he is insane since mom die in that accident with the car.

His mom…. How was she? He always try to imagine the face of his mom every night at any moment. Of course she loved him, he always dream of her taking care of him, cooking for him delicious plates, he could even smell them, he dream eating with her the breakfast in the morning, with clean clothes, and short hair. What did she think about me? He continue walking thinking torturing his soul, when he finaly saw a store. He was starved. He needs to eat something, anything. He recognise the store, it was the one where he stole the cigarrets for his dad in two different times. By now he didn´t want the cigarrets, he needs to eat. He enter to the store hidding behind the magazines and the he saw a bread bag, he was so nerveous but he didn´t now why. He grab the bag and the sensation got worse, he could feel it and the the owner saw him, he grab the bag and began to run but he collide with something or someone? He doesn´t know, he stand up as fast as he could grab one of the breads that where now spread in all the floor and runaway. The it appear a strange feeling, one that tell him stay there don't go, was he crazy, if he stays they could call the police, he have to run, he can´t go back.

He was running in a incredible speed and suddenly he collide with someone again. But the difference was that he knew that smell, he could smell it even in hell, it was like beer. He doesn´t have the need to look up and see who was, he recognize his dad´s shoes. Then he feel a big hand that grab him by his neck, he was squeezing him, he couldn´t breath anymore. He was beginig to think that he was going to die, maybe he could finaly see his mother again. When his hopes where fading he hit the floor.- "you stupid little bastard. Where were you? What do I told you ungrateful son?" - He was kicking out all the air of him, he could even sense his broken ribs, he start coughing, was it blood? Oh God let it end please, finished me, I don't want to live anymore, please. - "Now it is time to go inside the house, you now I have to punished you, you are a bad boy. You know this is foor your own good. Don't you?" - with that the man grab the by by his long hair and began to pull him into the house.

Once inside the hell begins for him, he knexacexactly what was going to happen now. This always happen when he gets drunk and it was almost everyday. What his dad want was that he run for a hide, then it began the search, and the finaly come the punishment. So he run for a safe place, the problem was that this new house was very little, by this time he decide to hide in the bathroom. He get in and try to hide behind a gabinet. He of course try to made no noise cause that could be fatal for him. He was very nerveous, he could listen the footsteps outside the bathroom he was going to found him, he didn´t know what to do. The door open slowly he was freezing,his father came in - "Kouji. Are you here?" - he was scared, his father suddenly close the door and then he understood that the bathroom for a place to hide was not a good idea. For the man all of this was just a game, he walks toward the mirror and began to comb his gray hair, Was he just combing his hair or he was looking for someone? Then his father try grab the soap but it fell, he kneel and in a fast move he grab Kouji by the arm. - "Found you!" - he grab it with that force that he feel the twist of it. It was painfull. He wish to die in that moment, but it was just a wish, wishes never ctruetrue, wishes were only for little kids that belives in fairy tales, not for him. When he open his eyes he found himself lied in the floor and his father was hitting him, kicking him in his jelly ribs, in the back of his eredered body. He grab him by the collar and push him into the floor like he waas using Kouji´s head like a powerfull tool to make a hole. Then he felt it, that wet sensation, he was afraid to look at it, but he did it. It was blood a poll of it in the white floor. He hate white color but he didn´t see it for long cause the sweet black was blurring his vision by now.

He wasn´t good. He feels cold, a pair of hands were grabing him now… breathless sensation, he was drawning. - "Wake up! Stupid kid. Fun is not over"- his father was drawing him in the bub, ub, he needs to breath. Now! Quickly with his hands try to hit his father just to give himself enough time to breath a little and with hope runaway of this hell that for him is his home. Home? How could this be a home? But he try not to focuse in that right now, for now he prefers to stay alive, he doesn´t know why, but some extrange feeling keep him with that hope, maybe it was his reason for living everyday, to find a real home…

He try to grab something, anything and he found it. Maybe someone in heaven still loving him. He grab a bat, a baseball bat that maybe his father has bring it there just to get his soul out of his body, and with all the force he had he did it. It seems that it hit on the head, apparently he was unconsious, but he was not going to stay there just to to prove it. He just run as fast as he could, he was opening the door and the he listen carefuly the footsteps. He know that he couldn´t do it, if he try to escape he will fohim,him, so he decide to hide behind the couch leaving the door open. Hey thy there quitely waiting for his father. His father look at the open door, he could see range in his face and a line of blood in his forehead. And then he goes out. Trying to found him maybe. But he couldn´t stay there, he had to get out before his father came home again. He stand up, and began to walk with some difficult. He cross the door, he feels like something good is going to happen now, something good for him, but he feel weak, then something incredible kept his vision. He could see himself standing in front of him, but he couldn´t keep his eyes open anymore. He was loosing his strenght. Then he knew no more.

He was dreaming he was dead, he was dreaming he could see himself looking for something but don't know what was it. He could see his mother crying. But how could he know that that woman was his mother if he had never seen her, neither in a picture? He dare to open his eyes, it was late he had to get away of that hell but where?
He began to walk without a clue to where, thinking in a lot of things. He could remember seeing himself in front of him! How? Was he dying? Illusion maybe? What about a twin? No that couldn´t be, he had now brothers… When he realized it he was in the park. It was better to sleep in the park than sleep in his house. It was a safe place. He search for a goog place under a tree and try to sleep. He was begining to sleep when he found that he was not lucky, it was begining to rain. Now he was not only in pain by the twist arm he was also wet. But everything was better than to be at home. He try to rest at least but it was freezing. It was not going to be a good night. He try to get warm rubbing himself strongly, but it wasn´t working, he was not feeling good, suddenly he felt two strong yellow lights that where pointing him

• "Hey Wha What are you doing here? Why are you not at your house?" - There where two police officers both with raincoats. One of them, the one who not speak went closer to him and put his hand in Kouji´s forehead. - "God! Hey Tetsu he is burning! Child what´s your name?"

• "Kouji sir" - thats why he feel so sick, he has fever.- "So Kouji why are you not at your home? Where do you live? Is it very far from here?" - The policeman wants to know… He know he couldn´t tell the true to anyone. He knows that nobody was going to belive his story, it has happen before. -"Not so far from here sir. I could go alone, don't worry" -

• "It´s ok kid, We are going to take you direct to your home, your parents must be worried for you, so come with us"

• "Ok. But could you please tell my father that I get lost? Please!" - they grab K and and drive him home. Tetsu stay in the car and Joey accompany Kouji to the front door. Without calling the door open reveling a very compehensive father, he let Kouji in with a concern look.

• "Oh I just don't know what to do anymore. I have try anything to make him understood that I love him, he is beeing this way since his moter die" - of course that was a lie, his father has never love him or at least thats what he thinks- "He says that I don't understand him but of course I do, you know it is very difficult to raise a kid alone, I try so hard but it seems that it was not working, I just don't know what else I can do…"

• Don't worry, we know that sometimes the boys are a little childish but it is normal. By now … try to talk to your son, I think he is a little nervous and afraid of you, just be patient"

• "Of course I´ll be. Thank you very much for bring my son to my side" - kouji´s father said that at the same time he was closing the door. He knows what it was going to happen now. He needs a way to escape.

He was beggining to run when a hand strike him against the wall, he was breathless, he could feel pain and a line of red color runnacroacross his head, he was bleeding. He can´t die, not now, he just don't know why but he has this feeling that he has to resist this time the violence of his own father.

Then he hit the floor, taking force of somewhere he try to stand up but it was difficult especially when his father was smashing him like a potatoe. He grabble across the living room if that could be named like that and try to get something, anything to defence himself. He grab something, a vase and with that he try to hit his father but he was not right, everything was spining, his vision was blur, he couldn´t focuse anymore. The last thing he saw was a baseball bat. He knows nothing more.


One week have past, his face was full of bruises as always, and he couldn´t walk correctly cause his leg was broken. To breath was painful and that was cause he have some broken ribs, he could feel them. Every part of his body hurt. But he for a strange reason was happy: he survive. But survive for what? His live was miserable as always and he had the feeling that this was not going to change, or at least for now. By now he was walking very slowly across a neighboor that was familiar, he knows it, he dream with this or…. Maybe it was a dejavú. "That must be, cause I don't know anyone that lives near here" he continue walkin across the streets, he past a lot of stores, and he was passing a school when suddenly a voice call him.

- "Hey!"

- "umm? Do I know you?"- Oh god that was a silly question. Of courseI know him. He was the man of the store last week, the one who I stole the bread that I didn´t eat.

• "Hey Kouichi, your mot…." - Kouichi? - "Sorry kid but it´s just you looks like a kid that I know but…. I think I know you…. You are the girl that stole the bread!! Are you a boy? Well it´s not important right now…"

• "Sorry sir… I just…. Didn´t want to do that but…. I have to go" - Run run is the only thing I could told myself so I just run as fast as I could that was not the speed I hope but at least…

• "Hey kid don't go away!"


When he was about four streets away from that man he stop. He couldn´t run anymore, not even walk. He sits in thener ner of a fence, he was exhaust, his breath was coming a little slow but it continues dificult. He remember sometime when he was running with his only friend Takuya. In that occacion thay were running from Kouji´s father. Takuya have the idea that if they hide the belt he could not hurt me anymore. The thing was that when he turns the oven on the belt burned, and it was his favorite one. He could not punished Takuya cause what he had done, but he was his son, and all the range he had he focused on punished his son. That time he had to stay in the hospital around a week. Everyone thinks that it was a terrible accident to fall from the fifth floor.

Now that he realized this….. Where could Takuya be now??


Ok that´s it Its a bit shorter than las time but next time would be bigger.
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