Clouded Heart

chapter 1

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Part One

Chapter One

The warm sunlight that flicked across his eyelids, the soft grass that brushed across his  fingertips, clouds so white it hurt to look at them, and warm hands that caressed his skin- these were the things that Kyou had dreamed about more times then he could count. There were no words, or sounds, except the gentle wind through the trees and insects all around him.

Ever since he was little, Kyousuke had always had these dreams. Sometimes they were vivid and clear and others were so hazy and so confusing it made his head spin, but despite that, Kyou looked forward to those small movies that played in his head. They seemed more real to him than he would admit to anyone else. He felt safe, loved, and even happy.

Unfortunately,  though, when the movies ended, he had to awake up everyday to reality. It wasn’t that he was complaining, it’s just Kyousuke knew that he was different from others. He had grown up right next to the red light district of the city in a three story brick orphanage he had long since learned to hate. But it wasn’t just the slums he hated, it was also the people.

People seemed to gather around him, wanted to love him, care for him. At first they all seemed so genuine, but he learned at a young age  that they were all liars.

What also made him ostracize himself  from others was when he was at the orphanage adults would gather around him. They’d offer him candy, money and even places in their homes. It annoyed him and it scared him at first. It was like he was a snake charmer, and they were the snakes.

Now, though, he was a grown man, living on his own in a decent part of the city, with a paying job. He ate what he wanted, which wasn’t much, but he had no one to answer to except himself and if he didn’t like someone staring at him, he could freely tell them to fuck off. He should have been happy...but he wasn’t.

Over the years he had developed a hard shell of sarcasm, sharp words, and snarky attitude. He had completely closed off his heart to others and had managed convince himself that he was fine with that. With his bad attitude, the only reason he was tolerated at all in society was probably because he had a pretty face and ‘easy on the eyes’.

Kyou huffed to himself as he turned off of his street and toward the subway station to commute to work as per usual. It was supposed to be an ordinary day but at 3 in the afternoon the train cars were full, the passengers packed like sardines in a can.

The purple haired teen grumbled to himself at his stupidity for not taking an early train, but what was done was done. He shifted the bag on his left shoulder to his right, mentally counting down the seconds till the train came to his stop and he could escape the heavy gazes of the passengers beside him.

He felt someone brush against him and he stiffened. He hid his barely concealed irritation behind his emotionless facade as he started to count again. Then came another touch, and then another. He felt sick when he felt hot breaths on his neck.

There was nowhere to run, nowhere he could escape the molester’s reach.  Kyou’s breath became labored as his body began to shake and sweat. Thankfully the doors suddenly hissed open, and he got off at the first opportunity, practically leaping onto the platform and hit the ground running. He rounded the corner as he avoided any sort of eye contact, and found himself unexpectedly on the ground, peering up through his dark lashes to find what the fuck he had ran into.