A*M*E*R*I*C*A(Cricky)

Family reunion and Kuza's childhood

Chris' POV:

"Kuza.." his name was like poison on my tongue. After all these years I never thought that I would see my youngest and only brother ever again.

Kuza gave me a smirk as he walked past me and over to Ricky where he grabbed him by his chain forcing him to stand up. Ricky kept his head down, his long hair covering his terrified face.

"Well at least you still remember my name." Kuza snarled forcefully lifting Ricky's face by the chin making him look up at us. The smaller boys eyes were glassy and practically screaming for help. I balled my hands up into fists fighting back the urge to pop my brother in the jaw. Kuza smirked and ran his long tongue up Ricky's face causing the small boy to whimper.

"I've had my eye on this little kitten..I know how much he means to you Chris." Kuza chuckled deeply not tearing his gaze from the terrified cat boy.

"Kuza, just let him go. He never did anything to you." I took a step towards him holding my hand up. My brother just kept slowly running his fingers through Rick's long and messy hair but turned his gaze towards me. His eyes were dark and cold. Nothing like the little brother I last saw before I left. Kuza shoved Ricky to the floor making him land on his side and he approached me. We were now face to face with each other. Well more like he was arching his neck up, but the platforms he wore were pretty tall so we were almost face to face.

I stole a glance behind him seeing Ryan Ashley, Ash and Dani all surrounding the small cat boy as he lay there. I looked back down at my brother who had a smug smirk.

"You've put me through hell, it's time for payback big bro." He said in almost a low growl. I kept my eyes on him, studying his face and its features. Drawn on eyebrows, plugs in his ears as well as both sides of his nose. A couple of lip piercings decorated his thin lips and his dark eyes were painted with dark Smokey makeup. It was almost like looking in a mirror. After all these years I never thought my flesh and blood would ever turn his back on me like this. But if he hated me so much then why try so hard to look like me?

"Kuza, I've never done anything to hurt you. I'm just a tall freak who had to raise a baby at 16 years old and I travel with a freak show. Please just let Ricky come home with us."

Kuza didn't say a word. Instead he chuckled coldly, the quiet room filled with his laugher. I bit  my lip rings, on the verge of just beating the hell out of him and taking Ricky by force.
Once Kuza was done laughing he wiped his lips with the back of his hands and his face went blank.

"You really don't get it do you? Really? You haven't done anything to hurt me? Well how about the day you abandoned me Chris?!"

~FLASHBACK~

Kuza's POV:

My smile never left my face as I hoped off the school bus holding the drawing I had made for my big brother Chris. I hope he loves it! I skipped up the stairs swinging the front door open to find a quiet house. I shrugged knowing my mom and dad were probably just at work.

I started going up the steps when I heard a loud crash, almost like glass shattering. My feet stopped at the bottom steps and I heard several approaching footsteps along with shouting. I looked to see Chris coming down with my parents following closely behind him. Chris pushed past me almost like I wasn't there.

"I'm leaving and that's that! I don't care anymore! I hate it here!" My older brother shouted towards my parents. My mom's face was red and tears streamed down her face. My dad was holding my crying mom close, a look of anger across his face.

They were all shouting like I wasn't even there. Like I was invisible. I've never seen Chris look so angry. It scared me. Suddenly without another word Chris turned on his heels and stormed out of the house. I didn't realize till then that tears were already running down my cheeks and I ran following Chris as he went down the driveway.

"Chris! Chris come back!" I kept shouting out but he didn't turn around or even look up. He kept walking, turning on to the sidewalk and he disappeared. I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked to see it was my mom's. She gave me a sad look and I immediately jumped into her arms.

"Mommy..daddy..why did Chris leave?" I sobbed softly into my mommy's shoulder. She rubbed my back soothingly.

"I don't know pumpkin. He's different you know." I sniffled as she carried me back into the house, my dad shutting the door behind us.

As the years went on I would wait for Chris to return. Hoping, waiting, expecting my loving brother to come back to me. He was my only friend, without him I was alone. Days turned into weeks. Weeks turned into months. Eventually those months turned into years. When I was around 15 I knew for a fact that Chris was never going to come back, and now I felt a new feeling. Not loneliness, nor sadness. But anger.  Abandonment. Hatred...

Chris...you left me...

I don't know when, or how but somehow someway I will find you Chris. And I will have my revenge..

~END OF FLASHBACK~

/DUNDUNDUN! Soooo what do you guys think!? Poor Kuza :c what will happen next! Even I don't know! But stick around for the next update coming soon my Purdy readers!/