Secrets And Scars

Chapter 7- Conversation

I felt a tapping on my foot a few minutes later so I jumped down from my 'seat' landing swiftly on my feet. "Yeah what do you guys need?"

"I got bored talking to them." Haru said

"Hey" the boys all said obviously offended by her comment

She just waved them off and kept talking "So can we talk?"

"Yeah sure." I sat back down in between Hikaru and Kaoru "What's up?"

"Umm.... let's see. When did you get your tattoo?" She asked

"Six." I said simply

"That's too young! Daddy forbids you from having tattoos that young!" (I'll give you one guess. Who said that?) Tamaki screeched

"I already have it and your not my dad." I hissed at Tamaki without turning to face him, causing him to sulk in his seat again

"So why did you get it that young?" Kaoru asked me curiously

I turned to face him "It was too hide a pretty nasty scar but I has meaning none the less."

"Scar?" Hikaru questioned from behind me

"From a spark plug. I was trying to trick out my skateboard. I had used the wrong engine and it's reaction with the other parts and mechanics wasn't pretty. Awesome, but bad. Anyway, it exploded and the spark plug was rocketed. It got embedded in my back. By the time I clawed it out I had a pretty serious electrical burn. I didn't feel like a lecture about how 'a lady of my standing shouldn't be wasting time on such vile and frivolous things' so I just asked if I can get a tattoo. They let me because our family crest is a dragon so to them I was representing my lineage. Even though that's nowhere close to it's real meaning."

"So what is the meaning?" Tamaki ask finally snapping out of his sulk

"It's a pretty long story" I explained

"We have time." Haru pushes

"Were really going to spend the whole ride talking about my tatt." I roll my eyes "Fine whatever. Well I guess I should start with saying that dragons themselves symbolize wisdom, strength, power, longevity, prosperity, and good luck. That's why they were chosen as the symbol to represent our family name. Which is why my sister and I are symbolized by dragons in the tattoo. One white and one black. My sister was the perfect child and completely innocent, purely light and goodness. Me, I was the nightmare. Saying I was made pure evil and darkness would be an understatement. Neither of us were religious or believed in much but we both had one ideal. This, we held close to us and it kept us together even if we were to be separated. This ideal is symbolized by the taijitu they're holding. The taijitu or monad, is now more commonly know as a yin-yang symbol and has it own meaning alone but this meaning is the exact ideal we kept a strong faith in and made us who we were. I still keep this ideal but she... obviously, but she might still... anyway, It means there is always a balance in the world between good and evil, between light and dark, and that in every good there is a seed of evil as well as in every evil there is a seed of good. Some phrase it as 'there is no light without darkness and there is no darkness without light'. So yeah, that's my tattoo's meaning."

"You must have put a lot of thought into your tattoo"

"Actually Haru, I was in a rush to hide my scar so I thought of it really quick and sketched it up for the tattoo artist. I just get deep pretty fast at times."

(A/N: none of these pictures are actually mine. They're from Google images so please no law suites)

"So you drew that?" Kyoya asked

"Obviously Kyoya. I just said that." I said with annoyance from his pointing out the obvious

"Well you really have a talent in drawing Skye." Tamaki said in an attempt to get me to stop glaring at Kyoya for pointing out the obvious. I hate the stupidity portrayed when people do that.

"Thanks Tamaki." I stopped glaring and turned to him with a bright smile.

"We've been meaning to ask you Skye." Kaoru started

I turned to Hikaru knowing he would be next to talk and surprise surprise, he was. "What made you stop calling the boss Barbie?" He finished what his brother was saying

"I just don't hate him anymore. I can't explain it but I just have problems with blonds. Can't stand them until they prove they're not barbies." I shrugged

"Well what makes a person a barbie?" Haru asked

"Being a barbie means that you're just a typical person who cares only about your looks, what other people think, satisfying the public, and keeping to gender roles. You're not an individual, you're just a doll owned by society."

"You were right about getting deep." Haru said, only half joking "But why blondes?"

"I guess it's because the original barbie was blond but not only blonds can be barbies. Even though I only seem to auto-assume that any and every blond I see is a barbie. Which that part, like I said before, I can't explain. I just do."

"Are we almost there?" Tamaki wined impatiently

"We're two minutes from the studio I'll give you a puzzle or something when we get there." The sound of a sword being unsheathed filled the limo "One sec I got a text." I read the text and almost immediately had a mini melt down from what I read. "What! They can't just bail last second like this! This is gonna cost me my bloody job!" I felt like I was going to have an anxiety attack as I continued to freak out. I was full of rage, stress, anxiety, and confusion. I had no idea what to do or how to fix the situation so I just kept ranting and freaking out about the whole situation, wondering what I could do to fix the situation.