![]() "What does 'shitty' mean?" "Forget that word, slip of the tongue." "But what does it mean?" "You're still too innocent to understand my dear Akira, for now that is a good thing." "Stop dodging my question! What does it mean!?" "Shush darling, you are a precious baby and I intend to protect your innocence for as long as I can." "Goro just tell me what it means before I smack you!" Goro laughed at that but he had to raise his arms to protect against my blows.Īkira: I've heard his voice enough to recognize it, it was him. I patted his arm but then a thought accrued to me. No one else will stand up for us so the best we can do is do it ourselves." He said. "Of course I care! We've been broken down because of shitty adults, we have to stick together. "It's good to know that at least someone cares for me." I muttered. I nodded and let a soft smile on my face. "When we're older, like when I'm eighteen that way they can't get me even if they wanted to." I insisted. "I doubt they'll care if they beat you up so much and tell you how much they hate you." He pointed out. And I'm taking you with me after all." Goro said. "Then we'll run away! I'm in foster care, no one but you will care when I'm gone. How long will I be able to survive this until I just can't take it anymore?" I asked. "Maybe out of the country, it'll be harder to get you if you're outside Japan." Goro said. "But where would we go? I can't hide forever." I muttered. Your parents can't get you then." He said. "When we're older I want to get out of this town with you. I rubbed my arm that was covered in bruises that Goro glared at. Of course I think they abuse you!" Goro said. "I met you after your dad broke your arm, and not to mention that you come here covered in bruises all the time. Do you think my parents abuse me?" I asked. We ended up becoming friends and after a while I finally figured out what was wrong with my family life. But I was proven wrong when I went to the park a few days later and he ran up to me and told me that he was waiting for me to come back to the park. I thought I might never see Goro again because I doubt he would remember me. ![]() My dad didn't say anything about the thing on my arm, he just ignored it like he usually does. Bye!" I then rushed off, not wanting to get punished for not responding to my father's shout. Before then I heard my father shout my name and I froze for a second before recovering. ![]() I fiddled with the black thing on my arm. "I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Goro Akechi. Don't take it off until you're sure that your arm is no longer hurting okay?" I nodded and the same boy who lead me there lead me out.Īfter a while he lead me to the park again. "It'll keep your arm straight while the bones heal. It's free too." He pulled me to my feet and I immediately went limp, after a bit he dragged me to the clinic where a nice woman wrapped my arm in a black thing. "I know a clinic close to here that can set your arm. ![]() We'll need to go to the hospital." I immediately shook my head vigorously. He frowned upon seeing the bend in my arm where dad hit it against the counter. "I just want to see your arm, let me see it please?" I frowned at that word but I let him take it. The boy shook his head and reached out, I immediately jerked back not wanting to get hurt while my arm was hurting. "Your dad did that?" Why does he sound so surprised? "Mhm, he does it all the time. "Daddy slammed it against the counter and it wouldn't stop hurting now." I mumbled. "What happened to your arm?" I looked up and saw a brown haired boy with wine-red eyes who was probably a year older than me. I jerked when a voice spoke directed at me. My dad had slammed it against the counter and now it wouldn't stop hurting. I was sitting on a park bench clutching my arm, it hurt a lot. Sure I'm eight years old and yet I didn't know why the other kids could always be so happy. It confused me when I did something wrong and the teachers didn't do what my parents did. I've always known there was something wrong with my life, it confused me then I saw other kids not flinch when a adult touched them. Part 1 of the We are the Phantom Thieves verse series Next Work →įanfic Forum Discord Recs Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 154253 Chapters: 29/? Comments: 71 Kudos: 340 Bookmarks: 57 Hits: 15122
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