Post by Nicky Silver on Sept 2, 2014 12:36:48 GMT -5
New York City, New York
29 August 2014
Uzai Kazama stood across the street watching as Oni was taken out of the hospital by her sisters; Nyako and SoLo. He couldn’t help but to feel a touch of jealousy at the fact that they were allowed to go and visit with her, when he…her most loyal of subjects was forced to stand outside in the cold like a homeless person.
“WATCH WHERE YOU’RE GOING BITCH!!” he yelled as he turned an bumped into a middle aged man wearing a suit. The man stared at Uzai in a mixture of shock and surprise, but Uzai merely glared back at him. “What’s your problem? You gay or something?!!”
The man stiffened at the abusive comment, turned and hurried off. Uzai called after him, “WHAT’S WRONG WITH BEING GAY?!!”
After the man was out of sight, Uzai looked down at the man’s wallet in his hands. He rifled through it, taking out the money and stuffing it in his pockets along with a few credit cards. “Dinner and shopping? Oh! You shouldn’t have!” Uzai chuckled to himself as he walked over to a nearby garbage can and prepared to throw the rest of the contents and the wallet away.
He paused as he stared at a photograph of the man standing with his family; a wife and two children. His eyes focused on the siblings…an older girl and a young and awkward looking boy. A strong reminder of himself and his own family…as well as their lack of acceptance of him and what he was…
Forest Hills, New York
11 August 2011
“THAT WOMAN IS A MENACE! IF YOU ALLOW HER IN THAT RING…YOU AND YOU ALONE ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR WHAT HAPPENS!”
Ito Kazama listened as his sister slammed the phone down in the other room. She was in an obvious fury and he couldn’t help but to smile to himself as he realized just how angry she was. He didn’t know where his hatred for his sister had come from…it wasn’t like she was a bad sibling, still he took great pleasure in seeing her anger over the situation with Kymiku Shinsuzuki. While the woman had been her sister’s patient, Ito had been privy to all of her sessions…as he had taken it upon himself to sneak into her study and listen to them when he was high on pills and booze. He had always done that with all of her other patients, however, none of them fascinated him more than Kymiku…or Oni has he had later learned was her nickname, from television and magazines.
Perhaps he had gotten his fascination from the way Oni had seemed to turn things around on his sister during their sessions. A lot of times it seemed that Oni was the one who was peeling back the layers of his sister as she attacked her lack of pride in her Asian heritage. It gave him great pleasure to see his sister storming around in a rage after being told that she wasn’t ‘Jap’ enough. Though he knew that she didn’t want to embrace her heritage, she didn’t want anyone telling it to her face either.
It was fitting, since her sister had embraced a culture that wasn’t her own just to “pass” since moving to America, with her as his legal guardian. Of course…today things were about to change…it was his 18th birthday and he no longer had to listen to her…he was free to go his own way…and he had taken great pains to make sure that his leaving was as memorable and as painful as possible.
He grabbed his bags and threw them over his shoulder and popped the lit cigarette into his mouth, she hated the idea of him smoking, so that really was a must. He walked to the door of her study and stood there for a moment, waiting for her to look up at him.
“Ito! I told you no smok…” she paused as she saw the bags in his hand and the curious look on his face, as well as the shirt he wore, baring Oni’s likeness. “What do you think you’re doing?” she asked as she stood and walked over to him, snatching the lit cigarette from his mouth.
As it burned her, she hissed in pain and let it drop. He watched the cigarette fall to the floor with a sense of personal satisfaction as it landed on the edge of her Persian rug. He smirked as his oddly colored eyes found hers. “I’m leaving this house…I’m leaving you!”
She flushed as she reached out to grab him, snatching him up by his shirt. “ITO! YOU GET YOUR BEHIND BACK TO YOUR ROOM RIGHT NOW! THIS IS NONSENSE!!”
He smacked her hand away and shoved her back, watching her fall back into her desk. He pointed an angry finger at her. “Don’t you EVER fucking touch me again! I have had to listen to you and your shit for years and years…but today, that all ends! It’s my 18th birthday sister…and I am officially a man now!”
“YOU’RE NOT A MAN!! YOU’RE A…”
He ran up to her, fist raised and it seemed to quiet her. He patted her hard on her cheek as he smiled broadly. “Good girl! There’s no need for name calling!” As he walked back to the hallway and retrieved his bags, he looked back at her and winked. “Don’t you worry one little bit…I am going to be in very good hands soon. You won’t have to worry about me at all!”
“Ito…your…condition…I promised our parents that…”
“Condition?!” he said, as his voice dripped with loathing. “There is nothing wrong with me…nothing except YOU trying to make me into something and someone that I am NOT!” He sighed, “But that’s okay…I intend to find someone who can teach me about being who I truly am!” He glanced down at the picture of Oni on his shirt.
“ITO!!” She yelled.
“STOP CALLING ME THAT!!” She shrank back as he shook his fist. “My name is Uzai…not that you ever need to bother having to call me by it!”
As he headed to the door, she ran after him with tears in her eyes. “ITO!! STOP!! PLEASE, DON’T DO THIS!! ITO I…”
He turned and smacked her hard, knocking her into the side of the wall. “MY NAME IS UZAI!!”
She put her hand to the side of her face and it burned like fire, even as her tears blurred her vision. Still, she had to try to stop him. “It…Uzai…please…” He stopped, though he didn’t bother to turn around. This was her last chance to stop him. She straightened herself, “Kymiku Shinsuzki is not going to accept you…no one will…not like I do. Our parents wanted…”
“Our parents?!” He turned to face her. “You don’t care about them…all you wanted to do was to get away from them…change yourself into a little Barbie so you could pass…forget who you REALLY were! Oni told you as much!”
She was confused, “Oni? Yo-you listened to our sessions…I…”
He rolled his eyes, “Oni can teach me a lot more about who I really am than you can! And I know she’ll accept me…just as soon as I tell her who I am!”
As he turned to go, she yelled out in one last attempt to stop him, “You don’t really think that she believes all that crap she says, do you?!”
“She doesn’t have to believe it…so long as I do…”
As he walked out and slammed the door behind him, he felt as if a great weight had just been lifted from his shoulders. This was going to be the start of a great adventure for him…along side his new family…
He glared at the family in the picture as his memory of his own receded. He spat on the picture, then dropped the wallet in the trash. He was done with that part of his life…he had already pledged himself to his Mistress…Oni Kymiku. Though it was true, she had forgotten her true self…he would be there to help remind her.
This business with Sidney Grey was baffling to him. She had let the woman attack her, over and over again…to the point of injuring her. What was the point? When was she going to remind that old bitch of exactly who she was?!
Perhaps…that was just it. She had forgotten who she was. Running to the aid of that ignorant baying whore Crystal Hilton? The Oni he knew had once tried to spill her guts with a broken bottle…had crippled her fat little friend just to make a point. Now she was saving her? This seemed like the Twilight Zone!
If that wasn’t bad enough, she was online making kissy-faces with Evie Taylor like the two of them were old friends who weren’t going to have a match…but a friendly game of hop scotch! It was enough to make him sick to his stomach.
Uzai stared at the trio of women as they got into the car, one at a time…the last one being Nyako. He rubbed his chin, as he stared at her. He could see the look of displeasure that seemed almost permanently etched on her face these days. He could see that she shared his opinion of Sidney Grey…as well as the actions that were required to deal with a woman like her.
Funny…he had always considered her an obstacle to forcing his Mistress to wake up…now it almost seemed like she was the key…
Uzai smiled to himself as he skipped down the sidewalk. Nyako surely didn’t see things his way completely…she hated his guts, but that didn’t matter. Once she saw that they were on the same page…things would change between them. He just needed to turn on the charm…
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