Darker Than You

Authors Note: Ok, this is completly different then what Katou\'s real life is like. Sae is being
replaced by a younger sister, Katline, who is a complete jerk to him and his mother. His
mother is basically what Sae is, only doesn\'t call him Yue-chan or anything to that matter.
Robert is Katou\'s \"Father\" the one that raised him that is. Still abusive, and yes... he has an
American name, because he originated from America, haven\'t completly worked out why
he\'s in Tokyo or anything just yet, but yeah. This is just something I put together at random.
Thank you and enjoy.


Warning: Might be some OOC, rape, yaoi, angst, suicidal thoughts, attempt suicide, drug abuse, child abuse, wife abuse, cussing, lemons, and VERY bad spelling and about anything else that I might and will add to this story.

Rated: You\'ve read this far, you tell me!!

Disclaimer: I don\'t own any of the characters of Angel Sanctuary and the names I use for
Katou\'s family are not really there either. And **YES**, I do know his real family and
all that crap but this is an AU fic.


Time Frame: uh... no where, its AU thank you.

Told from Katou\'s POV.


~Part 27~

Three hours since my mother died. Three hours since I am suddenly completly alone in the world. In three simple hours, everything has shut down and I am alone...

I had ran out when that fucking doctor came up to us, all calm and collected, and just said it out into the thin air, like it was nothing. Didn\'t even let us brace ourselves. Stupid stupid doctor! She should have been able to do something else but just tell us that my mother was dead. That she was pretty well dead when they got her.

Which is bullshit! It is fucking bullshit! OH my fucking god.... everything is just falling down infront of me! Kira is still pissed to shit with me, and now my _mother_ is fucking dead! Great!

Kentos here though.. I should be thankful. Though he doesn\'t erally pose as much help. He tried to give me a weird hug thing. But I just walked on by him, and wound up out here. Sitting on a concrete thing across from the hospital, smoking away at my last cigarette. Haven\'t smoked in a while, and it sure as fucking hell felt damn good!

I\'ve sat here, my first three hours into the next chapter of my life, just... waiting to die. I couldn\'t wait for it to happen. More than anything... should probly just go jump off a fucking bridge or else go od on some shit or something. I really need to do something because this is all crap to me.

I have nothing, and I\'m worth even less. I eman the people I really love can\'t realyl stay with me. I have to do it on my own, and I don\'t even know what to do....

But I\'m not alone.

I have a \'father\' now. No matter how much he sucks at it, he\'s at least trying to care...

Right?

But he doesn\'t know me... he\'ll try but I couldn\'t tell hmi half the shit that i do on a regular basis. I mean, it fucking makes me pissed with myself when I think about it. Rigt now, all I want is to be able to talk to Kira.

Because he would know what to do...

Because.. becuase...

Because he\'s Kira. Thats why.... right?

And... and I should go see him.... because... because I need to talk to him. I need to grow up a bit now, since.... since.... my mothers gone now... and she can\'t give me advice about anything, even if she never did give me advice... she\'d at least.....

I never knew how fucking attached I was to that woman...

I see Kento walking out. He hurries over to me. I don\'t want to see him.. I don\'t want to be near anyone but Kira.........

I have to go see Kira!

I look up at Kento, who\'s looking down at me lost. My eyes must be puffy from crying. I know I have been. Been sobbing like a baby. Kento knows I need to talk to someone who understands me better. And someone who knew my mother these past few years...

I look up at Kento... I open my mouth... trying to tell him I need to go to my friend\'s house.. tot alk to him. But I wind up just bursting down back into tears...

Kento puts an ackward arm around me... trying to comfort without invading personal space, even if thats impossible....

I try my hardest to tell him I need to go somewhere... but I can\'t make the words come out...but .... he does something so... so... out of nowhere.... he-he pulls me into a real hug and hold me tight, giving me that... anchore for me to hold onto.

And I do. And cry to him. Sob into his shirt....

We where like an actual father holding his son..... we... cried together over the loss of my mother.... almost like a family...

All thoughts of Kira slips away....



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To Be Continued....