Tw: blood,gore,death,,abuse,forced cannibalism
Kura Tsukiko,life was normal for him and he would repeat the same process every day. He would go to school,come home,do homework and hope not the get hit or yelled at by his family. His sister on the other hand lived the easy life. She was eight and way to tall for her own age. She would go to school,their mom would help her with her homework and she could do whatever she wanted for the night with out a care in the world.
Kura envied his older sister, he wished he could be babied like she was,cared by his parents like she was but he still loved her and his parents. He was a very loving boy to his family. It's part of the reason he would be hit most of the time. He was just a child in need of a hug or to at times.
He had got home from his kindergarten class,his teacher had taken suspicion of Kura's anxious actions when someone even rose their hand. The pale boy would flinch and then look down embarrassed hoping no one saw. Being the teacher that she was,she called them and then cops before hand. Kura was in the other room as he listened to his father on the phone with his teacher occasionally passing it on to his mother.
It was a hour before the call had ended making the boy flinch badly as his parents door flung open and his father had stomped out of the room and to where Kura sat. He grabbed the smaller boy roughly by the arm and whimpered as he squeezed. His onyx eyes begging for mercy as he verbally couldn't say anything. He felt a hard smack against his cheek making his vision blur for a few seconds before the stinging had started. It made him want to cry and he felt the tears swell up in his eyes but he knew if he would cry it would send his dad in a bigger fit of rage
"Do you know what you could have costed us!? You're dumb ass has to flinch and cause suspicion don't you?! You want this to happen me having to hurt you like this because you can't just take the light beating and act like a normal life and not cause a problem for your sister!" His dad screamed and Kura couldn't speak. There was much he wanted to say but couldn't. And hell he knew he shouldn't,he just stared up at his dad and hit him a few more times in the face before roughly throwing him down and kicking him in the stomach.
Kura had the wind knocked out of him and he was gasping causing his dad to laugh at him before walking away from the pathetic sight. His sister watching from the corner before ducking back into her hiding spot not to be seen again until supper.
Kura sat at the dinner table,his plate having very little as usual causing him to go to bed with his stomach growling most nights. And what caused him to have such a thin frame. The six year old picked at what food he had left as the rest of his family talked. Speaking to their daughter sweetly,not saying a word to their son,like he wasn't there. He was used to this treatment. He also had the tendency to not respond to people which caused him to not have friends. The blacked haired boy soon finished his plate and waited to be told that he could leave the horrible table. He sat there unnerved and moving nervously as the fresh bruises on his cheeks and stomach were turning a dark purple. He looked at his mother for permission to leave and she just snarled at him.
"Get out of my sight,stupid kid"she spat
Kura nodded and quickly left his seat at the table and washed his dish in the sink before he headed to his room,which wasn't more then a few toys made of trash and a air mattress with a thin blanket that he got from the hospital when he was born. He quickly walked to his bed and laid on it curling his body into a ball clutching on of his actual toys,a teddy bear,it's button eye hanging off by a single thred and missing a arm with stuffing hanging out the the boy had to push back in most of the time. He grabbed his bear and smiled as he cuddled it closing his tired eyes. He needed a goodnight sleep. And his body ached from the beating earlier.
