#u can reply to this ToT does long hair even look decent

[mejomonster]

Is there any reason not to chop my hair off again ToT

[babydolltheanimatronic]

Persona 5 origins: Kimika Hayashi chp 3

ok this one came out pretty long. so u had to put it under the read more bar.

Kimika panted tiredly as the song came to an end. Her instructor clapped her hands happily “great routine everyone! I expect this same energy tomarrow! Class dismissed!” she chirped. Children flooded out of the studio happily. Kimika stepped out into the warm sunlight.  It had been a few months since her father got back on his feet emotionally and financially. With this new sense of renewal and passion her father returned from his long term leave to continue running his company. Her father lead a very successful talent business. Seeking out all form of talent in japan and internationally. Singers, dancers, models and actors.

“hey Kimika wanna come to my house? My mom made her special peach pie!”  a boy asked

“sorry not today! My dad and I are going out for dinner!” she replied waving off her classmate “save me a slice for next time!”

~Meanwhile at her father’s compny~

“so Shiro how did your date go last night?” a coworker asked the man  who sighed with disdain. “lets just say I  wont be calling for  a second one.”

The  coworker cringed “that bad huh?”

“it just so hard to find a decent woman. Seems like every woman ive gone out with just comes across as a bad choice for Kimika. Ugh I wish I could just meet a woman  who’s sweet and kind and beautiful- ”

“like your late wife?” the coworker teased Making Shiro roll his eyes “no one could replace Kira” he scoffed. The coworker put a hand on Shiro’s shoulder“ I get you want a good mother figure for Kimika but don’t forget to look for someone who makes you happy too”

“I guess your right. Its not like the perfect woman will fall tight into my arms anyway” he laughed looking at his watch “I should get going, I promised Kimika id take her to that little bistro for dinner tonight”

Out in the waiting area Kimika sat happily. Her ear’s perked up at the sound of the door opening but was disappointed when only a woman with long black hair only came out. She was on the phone speaking coldly. As the same time her dad came out of his office, busying looking thru his bag  to see the black haired woman coming  around the corner

“I don’t care who her mother is, if I say she’s out then then she’s out! If she has a problem then Ill glady tell her here she can shov-”

Papers and  books suddenly went flying, the woman stumbled but was caught by her father. In reflex her father swooped the girl up in his arms. The woman looked like she was about to say something but stopped when she locked eyes with Shiro

“im so sorry! I didn’t see where I…. was going” Shiro stared to  apololgize but slowed to a stop. This woman was… beautiful. Long silken hair, fierce green eyes that just captivating the smokey make up only completed the look

“oh no the fault was all my own Mr. Hayayshi” she expressed as he set her down

That’s right.. this woman worked for him, in ran the modeling department of his company

“Natsumi Kono, right?”

The woman smiled and nodded. Shiro quickly went to pick up her things

“Miss Kono please allow me to  aplologize properly! I was on my way to  dinner with my daughter would you like to accompany us?”

Kimika froze when the woman turned her gaze on her. She wasn’t sure why it made her uncomfortable. Her mouth was smiling but her eyes weren’t smiling at all..

“I would be honored Mr. Hayashi. Especially with such a cute little girl” she  chuckled

 ~8 months later~

Bells chimed at rice and confetti filled the hair Kimika, now 13 watched her father and her now Step-mother Natsumi walk down the church steps. Its seemed a little fast to her but as long her father was happy so was she.

“lets get a photo of the happy family! ” the photographer called. Kimika too her position in front of her father and stepmother. As the photographer counted to 3 out of know where Natsumi dropped the bouquet. Helpful as always Kimika bent down to pick it up. Just as she grabbed the bouquet the flash went off. The girl looked up in confusion

“I think one is enough” she smiled at the photographer

~sometime later~

Kimika watched as movers ran back and forth bringing in item after item of Natsumi’s things

“she sure has a lot of stuff..” Kimika piped. There had to be a lot of  stuff moved to make make room for Natsumi.  Her farther moved his office to the basement while Kimika was forced to give up her playroom.

“does.. she have to have so much?” she questioned? Her father sighed putting his hands on her shoulders

“Kimika, I know this is a big change but once she’s  moved all it things will  be fine. Who knows before you know it you two will be best friends. ”

“I don’t know daddy.. something seems off..” she admitted in a quiet voice

“I just need  you to try ok? For me?” he pleaded

“ok, ill try.. for you”

Smiling her father kissed her forhead “hey im gonna go get us all some dinner, why don’t you get settled in?”

“hey were do you want this?” a mover called her was holding a box labled ‘notes” with lots of music symbols around it

“ill take it!” Kimika proclaimed taking the box

It was a box of her fathers music notes. She was sure he wanted them where he could find them later.

As Kimika  entered her father and  now stepmother’s room. Natsumi had so many things. A large mirror with detailed carvings,   more clothes then she had ever seen in her life and a large vanity with tons of jewelry , accessories and make up putting the papers down on her bed Kimika stalked over to the vanity. So many colors and pallets. Her picked up  a small container that seemed to be dilled with some sort of scented white powder. She sniffed it. It smelled like  flora

“well look who let themselves right in” a cold silken voice said. Whipping around she saw Natsumi, glaring at her. That gaze again. It made her feel so small, like she was an insect. Natsumi walked over her. Suddenly feeling embarrassed Kimika bowed her head

“i-i-I’m sorry stepmother I should of came in here without permission”

She said nothing. Only took the cantainter from her

“did you touch this?”

A short pause Kimika nodded. Suddenly  Natsumi threw the container to the floor. Spreading poweder all over. The womans hand snaked over grabbing Kimika but one of her braids. The child yelped put in suprise.

“I will only tell you this once…” she started pausing her face scaned over Kimika’s face. There was a quick flash of something Kimika couldnt recognize. realization? fear?

“stay out of our room. I don’t want you touching my things” she finish relinquishing her

“no get out” she hissed

Letting out a small hiccup Kimika rushed out of the room.

Kimika came down the steps in a huff, ballet shoes inhands “bye dad im going to  practice!” she called

“hold on sweetie we need to talk to you about something!”

“yes daddy?” “well we needed to discuss some things, since Natsumi lives with us  now-” he started  “darling why don’t you let me handle this?” Natsumi interrupted. Id like chat alone with Kimika,  yknow girl to girl” she requested sweetly

“oh alright your wish is my command ” he joked “ill leave you ladies to it” he called walking  out of the room. Natsumi turned her gaze on Kimika. that feeling of inferiority washed over her again

“come here child”

She wanted to move but not toward her, instead out the room

“I said come here!” she said harshly. This made Kimika come closer. Once in range Natsumi grabbed the girls chin and pulled her in to get a closer look. It seem like ages that she examined the child’s face. Suddenly she scoffed and roughly let go

 “you know when I look at you I see none of Shiro. Only your mother, that foreigner. Sure she was talented but never truly fit in our society” she said coldly with a laugh

“this all must me so difficult for you, the world seems to constantly spin for you” she spoke “you must know that I will never take your mother’s place and I don’t intend tot fill it. So lets get that idea out of your head shall we?”

Kimika fought back tears. Why was she so cold? She seemed to kind in the beginning or maybe she was never kind to begin with. “m-may I go now?”

“not just yet”

“last night you left this room a total mess, youre not a little girl anymore! Its time you stopped acting like a spoiled little princess and pull your own weight around here.” She growled shoving a broom into her hand “you will  do as  clean and do everything  I tell you understand?”

Conflicted Kimika could only nod “yes stepmother”

Natsumi smirked at the girl “good now get to it . you wont step a ballet shoe out that door until this room is spotless!”

“hmm not bad but there seems to be something wrong with this carpet”

“what?”

“you missed a spot, right.. there” she  said knowing over the large plant. Dirt spilled out

“Natsumi, im gonna run to the office- what happened  here?” her father questioned

“poor Kimika she got careless with the broom and knocked over the plant”

“oh I see, you need to be mor careful next time Kimi, be a dear and clean that up” he kissed Natsumi on the cheek before leaving. The woman gave an all knowing glance at her

“you heard him, clean it up” she chuckled turning on heel out of the room.

 From then on it was constant chores from down until dusk. She was so busy she never had the time (or energy to  even go to the neighborhood studio to practice dancing.  Kimika’s father soon started  doing more work out of the city and even out of the country

-3 years later-

It had been a long day, she had to go up to school all by herself to pick up her uniform. She would be starting high school soon at Shujin academy. Her father was still overseas for work so it was sadly her and her stepmother. To top it all off she had to practically go around town getting all  the thing Natsumi needed. She  was grateful to spend a few hours at the dance studio where Masayo and her practiced for a bit. Time got a away from her a little but she managed to get back before it was too late. Kimika entered the house and she could of sworn she heard giggling? It was cominf from  down the hall. Was her father back? Putting down all the bags she walked down the hall. The door was open with articles of clothes were  scattered about. The girl saw a pair of male shoes, an got a sick sensation in her stomach

~these aren’t dad’s..~

Walking into the the door way Kimika looked in horror.  Natsumi was on the bed entangled around a man that was definitely not her father. He had to be at least 20 years younger. Wait.. she knew him, he worked in the financials.  Natsumi let out a moan, kissing a strange man.  A sound of disgust escaped her lips before Kimika could stop it. The couple jumped at  the noise looking at her

“I thought you said she was out??” the man said in a panicked tone. He quickly scrambled off the of Natsumi  and the bed. Natsumi threw on a robe. Kimika tried to back out of the room but Natsumi lunged for her  grabbing her arm in an Iron grip. She struggled with all her might but couldnt get the woman to let go.

“let go of me! I cant believe youre doing this to my father, after everything he’s done for you!”

“shut up!!” she hissed

“this is bad! This is very bad!  When Shiro finds out ill lose my job!” he panicked “ not to mention what will happen to you!

“ stop your pathetic blabbering Koichi! Shiro will not find out and she wont tell a soul ” she  spat pushing Kimika into a chair. Koichi shrugged on the last of his pants before running out of the room “ Koichi wait don’t go!” she begged, looking flustered but only heard the slam of the front door. Natsumi turned to Kimika staring at her with so much hate

“Kimika im not sure what you saw but Koichi is a dear friend” she said in a comforting voice reaching for her but the girl flinched away. This woman was beyond disgusting

“I can see you two are very close” she muttered

“I cant even begin to process this… I need time to think”

“Think of your father. Things have been so good these past few years. His depression has become almost non existant, the company is flourishing with business and a wife he love very very much. Now what would happen If you go running your mouth hmm? he would never trust me again.  This marraiged would fall apart.. I cant imagine how a divorce would send him spiraling back into depression. You wouldn’t want that would you?

 Kimika thought about her father and his mental health. After her mom died he  was absolutely miserable but The last few years her father’s mental health have been improving. He still took medication and therapy but he was doing so much better. He was always happy and smiling just like she alwayed wanted him to be again

 “that’s what I thought. Now heres how its gonna go. You will act like you saw none of this.  You wont breathe a word of this to your father!”she demanded

“what makes you think ill keep quiet about this?” Kimika Excaimed , tears threatening to spill. This couldn’t be happening

“because if I divorce your father he will lose everyting and I mean everything. Its all in the paperwork. If your father dies or divorces me I get it all,  the house, the money and the company. You’ll be put out on the streets”

“what?? That cant be true! He’s always told me id take over ” she was told in private  that one day she’d take over the company. Why would he change it

“believe it  cupcake. Your stupid child mind wouldn’t understand how easy it is to manipulate men.“ she laughed coldly “ so I hope we have an understanding of each other. You say a word and ill drag your father thru the dirt to hell and back. He will never recover from this”

Kimika let out a sob, she never felt so powerless “you’re a monster..”