Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ The Gifted Moon Academy ❯ Broken ( Chapter 32 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Ichio clenched his fists when Nakya brushed his face. His tears stopped momentarily. His eyes turned back to her receding figure, one arm reaching out towards her. Looking down, he turned and calmly walked to his dresser, where his cigarettes waited patiently. Lighting one, he turned back to the door, trying to will Nakya back. The tears didn't return, and were eventually replaced instead by a horrible fury. "No!" he yelled, his voice filled with pain. Throwing himself against his dresser, he toppled it, sending various items crashing against the floor and against the wall. Turning around, he flipped the bed, sending it flying against the other across the room. He then proceeded to tear the entire room apart, his violent lust for disaster unsatisfied. Leaving the room, he crushed the door handle and ripped it from its hinges. Sending one fist through the wall, he started down the hallway, destroying as much as he could. Ichio clenched his fists when Nakya brushed his face. His tears stopped momentarily. His eyes turned back to her receding figure, one arm reaching out towards her. Looking down, he turned and calmly walked to his dresser, where his cigarettes waited patiently. Lighting one, he turned back to the door, trying to will Nakya back. The tears didn't return, and were eventually replaced instead by a horrible fury.
"No!" he yelled, his voice filled with pain.
Throwing himself against his dresser, he toppled it, sending various items crashing against the floor and against the wall. Turning around, he flipped the bed, sending it flying against the other across the room. He then proceeded to tear the entire room apart, his violent lust for disaster unsatisfied. Leaving the room, he crushed the door handle and ripped it from its hinges. Sending one fist through the wall, he started down the hallway, destroying as much as he could.
Hearing Ichio's voice scream out followed by loud crashing, her head jerked up from her lap. Looking down the hall, she saw him coming her way, destroying everything he could get his hands on. Standing up,she slowly made her way towards him.
"Ichio?" She spoke softly, her voice full of concern. The last time she saw him even close to being like this, he had tried to kill her.
"You need to calm down, okay Ichio? Destroying everything won’t make you feel better." She spoke softly, resisting the urge to embrace him and make everything better.


Stirring in his sleep, flashes of scenes ran through his head as he dreamt. His body twitched slightly beneath the comforter of his bed. And as his dream came to a sudden, abrupt end, his body flinched wildly, waking him. His breathing became heavy and labored as he sat up in his bed. Sighing heavily, he wiped the cooled sweat from his forehead. His bare torso was also covered in his icy sweat.
"We need to go..." he whispered to the air and shadows around him.
A bright beam of light shot in from his partially closed curtains.

He sighed heavily again as he stood up and threw a shirt and jeans on. Promptly, he began packing his things. He threw his books and clothes into his duffle bag. Looking around his room after nearly an hour of packing, he chewed on his lip. It was so empty, there was no sign of him. He would not be remembered. No one would know this was his room. A silent tear rolled down his cheek as he picked up his things. Turning, he stopped and walked over to the desk. Quickly, he scribbled a note to Nakya, figuring it wouldn't be fair if he left without a trace.

Dear Nakya,
I have been summoned to work in the nearby city as an extention of the school. The headmistress does not feel there are enough students here, but wishes to help those who feel uncomfortable coming to our academy.
I will rarely be able to visit, and you are not allowed off campus. I am aware of this, and have thought over this for some time. I wish for you to be happy, with or without me. Do as you wish, and I will be happy either way.
Goodbye,
Ki'iro.

His note was short and to the point. He quickly folded it and wrote her name on the top of it. Ki'iro headed straight for her room and set it down on her night stand. Looking around her room as well, he sighed as the memories of them flashed through his head.
"Goodbye.." he whispered as another tear rolled down his cheek.
Ki'iro quickly turned and darted out of the school. Pushing the door of the school open, he walked across the front of the school; the soft grass squishing beneath his shoes.


As Nakya waited for Ichio's answer, she glanced out the window. Panic flashed across her face as she saw Ki'iro leaving, with his bags.
"Where's he going..?" she said softly, not speaking to anyone but herself.
He wouldn't leave without saying goodbye. He couldn't. He said he cared about her! Pain filled her eyes as she ran past Ichio to her room to get her jacket. As she grabbed her jacket, she noticed a piece of paper on her night stand. Staring at it for a few minutes, almost afraid of it, she slowly picked it up. Sitting down on her bed, her hands trembled as she saw her name in Ki'iro's writing. Opening it, she read the note over slowly. He was leaving. He couldn't even say goodbye to her face. Her head spun and she let the letter fall from her hands. She watched as it hit the floor gently. Tears filled her eyes and a sob escaped her lips. She buried her face in her heads, her body shaking from her cries.
Ki'iro turned for a moment, and stared up at the school's front gate.
"Goodbye," he said flatly to himself.
The wind around him carried his voice away. He stared at the school, not knowing that a taxi cab had pulled up behind him. Suddenly broken out of his trance, he turned, only to see the cab honking loudly at him. Ki'iro sighed heavily and flicked his wrist up, shooting a shadow towards the window of the car. It hit the window, terrifying the driver. Ki'iro laughed as he shook his finger back and forth, telling him not to leave. Laughing uneasily, he threw his bags into the trunk of the cab. Before closing it, he looked back up to the school for a moment.
Still crying and shaking, Nakya moved to the window, hoping to open it and get a breath of fresh air. As she opened it with a grunt, she looked out and saw Ki'iro by a cab. Her breath caught in her throat as the realization that he was actually going, and he couldn't say goodbye to her face, hit her. Another sob escaped her lips as she looked down at him, not knowing or caring if he saw her. He promised he wouldn't hurt her. Didn't he realize she would have taken it easier if he had told her to her face? She looked down and saw she wasn't far from the ground. Hanging out the window, she jumped down and ran across the field towards him. Her tears kept streaming down her face as she reached him and threw her arms around him. She tried to speak but any words that came out her swallowed by her sobs. Her body shook from her crying and the cold as she buried her face in his chest, clinging to him tightly. He couldn't go. He just couldn't..
Ki'iro was taken aback at Nakya's forwardness. Sighing heavily, he couldn't bring himself to hug her or embrace her in anyway. It was hard enough for him to leave knowing he would be leaving her. It was harder seeing her like this.
"Nakya... I have to go..." he sighed heavily as he didn't move from her. "I'll be back to visit every once in a while, you're not losing me completely. But I want you to be happy, and if you won't be happy without me being here, then you need to get over me. Stop loving me." He said to her flatly.
Nakya continued holding onto Ki'iro, listening to him speak. As he finished, she felt her heart shattering. Pulling back slowly, she looked up at him.
"You don't mean that.. I know you don't.. You said you wouldn't do this. You said you wouldn't hurt me.."
Her voice broke even though it was a soft whisper. Her eyes were wide, her heartbreak and pain clear on her face. She let herself sink to the ground, burying her face in her arms. He promised her. He promised her he'd never hurt her. Now he was leaving and telling her to stop loving him? He couldn't even hug her! She continued crying, trying to figure out what she had done wrong.
Ki'iro's temper flared as he became frustrated with Nakya.
"I'm not leaving because of you! It's not your fault! You've done not a thing wrong! The only reason I couldn't say goodbye in person was because I knew I wouldn't be able to leave you if I saw you like- like- like how you are now!" he yelled at her. After a moment, he managed to calm himself.
"The only reason," he began, "I want you to get over me is so you can be happy without me. I know I'm not going to be able to make you happy when you can't even speak for me for weeks...maybe months on end. I'm trying to make you happy damn it!"
Nakya flinched as Ki'iro yelled at her.
"I'm sorry. I just didn't want you to go without saying goodbye. I di-didn't know."
Her voice broke once again as she continued looking at the ground. She listened to him finish speaking and grew silent for a long moment.
"I'll go then.. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you.."
She slowly stood, her legs shaking and made her way back to the school. As she reached the top of the stairs, she turned and looked at Ki'iro one last time.
Ki'iro looked at her, his eyes filled with tears. He said nothing as she walked away. He turned from her and got into the cab. Ki'iro signaled for the driver to go to the town. Sighing heavily, he took one last glance at the school and Nakya before the car sped away.



After class ended, Rinsi drifted her way through the halls. She was supposed to take the papers to her room and start grading them, but she felt so lonely without Tahtsu around that she couldn't concentrate. She knew she was being pathetic, but she couldn't get over it. Instead, her face was rather emotionless, almost glazed. Her smile had worn out by the end of class, and her face hurt from it. She wanted to cry, but she didn't want anyone to see, so she wore something emotionless. It was the best she could do at the moment.
Once she finally drifted her way to her room, she tossed the brief case with the day's papers in them onto her desk and promptly fell forward, face first, onto her bed. She hugged her pillow to her face, and began to cry softly, paranoid that someone might hear her. The crying didn't last long - she couldn't permit herself to cry at all, let alone for long periods of time - and when she finally got a hold of herself, her eyes were red and puffy, and her pillow had a small stain on it from her tears. She quickly washed her face with hot water before sitting down and trying to grade those papers.
Crow smiled as students passed him by. He wanted to turn their smiles into screams, how desperate he was, he actually thought of taking the closet student and making a "meal" out of them. But, he had to play it safe, he couldn't let himself get kicked out, not after he had fallen in love with the place. He walked over to the teacher's dorms ready to retire when he heard someone crying. Whoever it was got over it quickly, but he didn't. This was an opportunity. He sniffed the air.
"Smells good," he muttered to himself. He knocked on the door of the person's dorm.
"You okay? I heard sniffling," he sounded concerned because he was concerned. Though, he wasn't concerned for the right reasons.
Rinsi had been reading over one of the student's reports when there was a knock at the door. She hadn't noticed it at first, but a moment later it registered.
"Oh, yes, everything is fine." she said, using the most convincing voice she could muster. "I just...uh...have a little cold."
"Need anything?" He knew she was faking it, but decided to play along.
He knew people's emotions, fear being is favorite. He lived off fear, especially when he causes it.
She better invite me in, he thought to himself. He didn't want to barge in, that would seem odd.
Rinsi really did appreciate the offer, but she couldn't risk being caught in a lie. However, with someone at least asking if she needed anything, she figured it would be rude to turn them away. She really wasn't sure what to do, though, since at the moment all she really needed was to have Tahtsu back. She washed her face, slapped on the most convincing smile she could muster, and went to the door. Upon opening it, she saw a new face to match the new voice.
"I'm fine, but thank you. Um, I haven't seen you around here before. Are you new?"
What a weirdo, what is up with this chick? Should I even bother trying to talk to her?
He was starving, and he didn't care if this meal wasn't that satisfying. He smiled warmly at her, and tucked his hand under her chin.
"Shut up," with his free hand he quickly grabbed her wrist. She'd be "sent" into her worst memories, reliving them along with her worst fears, it was a super nightmare.
Rinsi was taken aback by the sudden move, and instantly regretted ever opening the door. Before she knew it, she was nine again, listening numbly as her babysitter told her that her parents weren't coming home. Then she was eighteen again, watching in numb horror, unable to stop herself from dancing with her boyfriend of the time that horrid dance that she later learned was a spell. She watched as her body glowed and her boyfriend of the time looked at her in shocked terror, and then began to run, calling her a 'freak' and a 'mutant', and a plethora of other insults. She watched as everyone in the ballroom, where her birthday party was being held, backed away in fear, afraid that whatever she had was contagious. Though she had long since dealt with those memories, those hard times of fear and rejection, it still nibbled in her mind that others, even those with special abilities, might fear and reject her, just as everyone else had.
She didn't want to see any more. She couldn't stand it! It was too much for her already burdened mind to take. She let out an ear piercing scream, and couldn't - or perhaps wouldn't - let herself stop. Anything that would wake her from this horrible nightmare, she would do it.
He smiled he wanted more, this was satisfying enough, but hey, why stop a good thing? He was able to peek into her memories, and he made himself visible to her.
"Enjoying this?"
His simile was truly genuine this time, he could scare her till she had a heart attack, or till she went insane. He decided against these two for it'd look far too suspicious.
"By that scream I'll take it as a no. Well, I can stop this whole mess, and never prey on you again if you don't tell anyone about what I've done to you. Got it? Don't write it down in your diary, go to a grave yard and scream to the dead, or even cry about this in your dreams."


As York and Repede had been enjoying their lunch, a sudden, blood curdling scream pierced through the halls, making their hair stand on end. If they didn’t know any better, they would think the scream had come from that literature teacher, Rinsi. Repede opened a portal next to himself, and, without a word, was followed into it by York. The next thing they knew, they were in front of Rinsi’s dorm, where she was in her doorway and a young man stood in front of her, his hand on her chin. She was screaming as if she were seeing the greatest horrors in the world, though they saw nothing. Either way, it was obvious he was attacking her somehow, and a knife flashed. It was York, and he held the knife to the young man’s throat.
“What’s a freak like you doing in a place like this?” he said sadistically.

As Rinsi's living nightmare flashed before her eyes, the man that was at the door causing all of it appeared before her.
"Who are you?! Why are you doing this to me?! What did I ever do to you?" she screamed at him.
Rinsi curled up in a ball. It was all she could think to do. She wanted the nightmare to end, but she couldn't let this...monster...get away with what he was doing. What should she do?
Rinsi considered agreeing, when voices broke through. Thank the heavens they were voices she recognized! She couldn't see them - her mind was still shrouded in the living nightmare - but she knew it was Repede, and she was fairly sure York wasn't far behind. As much as she was annoyed with him, something told her he wouldn't allow this kind of situation. Still, she kept herself curled up in a ball, afraid that they, too, would turn on her, as her friends before the academy had.

Being linked with her mind and all, Cecil had seen the whole thing. Even though Rinsi had not summoned him/her, Cecil appeared any way. There was no way in HELL s/he would let anyone do such a thing to his/her mistress!
"You leave Mistress Rinsi alone!" Cecil demanded as s/he began ramming at the man's head.

In spite of all the help that had come to her rescue, Rinsi was still terrified. She let out another ear piercing scream, and even though she couldn't see it, a bright star suddenly started glowing in the middle of her forehead, and it was growing brighter with each passing moment. Soon she herself was glowing with a blinding light, and from her back unfolded a pair of wings. Not just the ethereal looking wings she had when she would cast a spell, but heavenly angelic wings that both glowed and glittered.
"STAY AWAY FROM ME!" She screamed.
He sighed ignoring all the chaos, he was perfectly calm.
Damn, barley half way through the main course and interrupted. He thought to himself.
"Shouldn't you all mind your own business? Calling me a freak won't help her, but it seems like she's helping herself. Though, my abilities produce nightmares equal my abilities to produce dreams. Though, I'm a parasite, 'healing' her would poison me."
His voice completely lacked empathy, but he sounded cheery.
"Anyhow, as far as you should know I'm here for the French government, getting me fired for something you can't truly prove won't be easy."
"LEAVE MISTRESS ALONE!" Cecil demanded once again as he continued ramming the man that was hurting her.
Cecil had been shocked by the intense light. S/he knew what it was, too, and s/he would discuss it with Rinsi later. Cecil was excited by this, though at the moment s/he was more afraid for Rinsi than anything. S/he couldn't allow this person to keep hurting her, especially not now that she was more than just his/her summoner.

As the glowing emanating from Rinsi continued, a transformation began to take place. Though her clothes remained on her, the light coming from her seemed to take a physical form, and wrap her in a beautiful, flowing dress. She herself couldn't see what was going on, as she was still deep in her nightmare, but she had a sense that something was changing, and she wasn't sure that she liked it.
She once again screamed both in fear and confusion as images of her worst fears - her friends at the academy abandoning her, Tahtsu abandoning her or not even returning, her friends ganging up on her to beat her up - played through her mind.
Suddenly a voice rang out in her mind. It was soft, yet firm, and quite familiar. In a way, it reminded her of her belated father, but it sounded too juvenile to be so.
"Rinsi, relax." the voice said, "None of this is real. It is an illusion. Your friends will never leave you. I will never leave you. You know that already."
"Who...who is there?" she said, still terribly frightened, and now crying.
York pressed the blade a little harder to the young man’s throat, drawing a thin line of blood under the blade. Granted, he knew neither of them very well, but a student had no place attacking a teacher like that, much less a lady.
“Let go now or you deal with me.”
Crow let go.
"No need to be so violent, she's self healing. I knew she could heal herself, that's why I chose her. I need fear to survive. She'll be fine."
He lied through his teeth, but he lied perfectly. He ran his fingers through his hair.
"Well this is awkward."
Rinsi watched in relief as the world of nightmares melted around her to reveal the reality before her. Indeed, Repede was there, as was York, who was holding a knife to the intruder's throat. More than that, though, she noticed she was glowing again, this time more intensely than she ever had before.
"Wh-what is going on? I-I didn't dance or cast a spell! Why am I glowing?!"
Rinsi was beginning to panic. Or rather, she was panicking more. After her nightmare, she was sure everyone at the school would panic and run away, only to gang up on her later. She didn't want that. She couldn't go through that again. The thought of it alone sent more tears spilling down her face as she stood - albeit a bit unsteadily - and took a step back. She looked at her hands, which seemed to be covered with fine, glowing silk gloves, before looking at her attire. Where had this dress come from, and why was she wearing it? What was going on?
"What is this?"
"Relax, Rinsi." came the soft, loving, yet firm voice in her mind.
"Who is it? Who's there?" she nearly demanded.
Rinsi looked around the room. She couldn't find a face to match the voice. It was odd, really. The voice was so familiar, but she couldn't put a face to it. But then she saw it. As the voice spoke to her, she saw the lips on Cecil's face moving, saying exactly what the voice was saying.
"It's okay. I'm here."
Rinsi was taken aback. She never knew Cecil could talk like that, and had NEVER heard Cecil refer to him/herself in the first person before. It was like something drastic had changed, but she didn't know what it was.
"All of you, please leave now." Rinsi said, though her voice was unsteady. "Whatever discussions you two want to have with this monster, do so outside. I need to be alone for a bit."
"Glad to see you're better," he spoke, not breathing at this point. Emotions like this tasted disgusting, and hurt him.
"Well, men, mind directing this conversation elsewhere? Or do you want to let me go?"
He wasn't in a position to move freely, nor did he want to waste energy on York, though this whole thing was getting tedious. He tapped his sun glasses and a beeping noise erupted.
"Idiot probably won't show," he muttered to himself.
York withdrew the knife from the mans throat and started to walk away after the door closed.
'Man that woman's a pain in the neck, first she lectures me about how I treat my students, then I save her and don't even get a thank you!'
York pushed the thought to the side as he stopped and turned back to the man.
"So, uhh, you still got posters that need going up?"
True, the man was a b*****d, but he was also a conversation that York was bored enough to make. Besides, the man was no threat to himself or Rinsi anymore so he shouldn't be persecuted or anything.
Repede curled up by Rinsi's door, he figured she might want company later, if not just for the sake of someone to talk to...