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Ranyou-hen .:Chapter2:.

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When Satoko woke up, she felt straps on her arms and legs. She looked around and couldn't fully establish where she was at. Her body felt sore, like she had been running for hours. What was the last thing she was doing?

Before she could reestablish her thoughts, Irie-Sensei came in. "Hey, Satoko-Chan, you're awake. You really needed that sleep." he said, giving her a smile.

"Why am I here?" Satoko asked, noticing her voice come out hoarse.

"Well, there are about 3 reasons. The first reason is that you haven't been taking your supplement shot that we gave you. It really messed with you. The second reason is that you are extremely dehydrated, and we need to give you IV fluids for a little while. The third reason is that you are starving yourself, and we can't let that keep happening."

Satoko felt her heart drop. That's why she was here. She remembered now. She had told Chie-Sensei about her starving herself, and then she took her to Irie... And she had acted very childish.

"Now, we gave you some anti-psychosis medication to calm you down, because you were trying to hit us all. That is also why you are strapped to the bed." he pointed to the restraints that Satoko was not very happy with.

She still didn't say anything. She wasn't sure what had gotten into her. She just couldn't handle the stress of knowing that everyone was going to know about her starving herself.

"Also, we noticed red marks, like scratches on your neck. Do you know what happened to cause those?" he asked.

Satoko thought for a moment, not really wanting to talk. "I... I think on the ride to the clinic, my neck was really itchy... I donft know why." she said, half curious herself as to why she did that.

"Hmmm... Okay. Well, for now, we are going to let you be on the IV drip and we need to contact you uncle--" before he could finish his sentence, Satoko yelled "No!"

Irie's eyebrow rose, "Why not? He has to know what's going on; he is your legal guardian."

Satoko turned away. She couldn't say anything. If she did, everything would be broken.

"Satoko?" he asked when she stayed silent.

"It's nothing. Ignore I said anything." Satoko said. She knew that her uncle was going to punish her harshly for not eating. But she couldn't tell them that he was hurting her. She had to endure it. Her Nii-nii would be so proud.

Irie narrowed his eyes but didn't say anything. Everyone in Hinamizawa knew that Satoko's uncle beat her, but as long as she didn't say anything, nothing could be done about it. "Okay, I'm going to go call him now, and then I will unstrap you." he said, sighing inwardly.

Satoko nodded to him a little, nervously strumming her fingers on the bed. She was extremely frightened of the punishment her uncle would conjure up for her. She knew for a fact that she was not going to go without punishment. That was not anything like him.

She impatiently waited for Irie to come back. She always hated being alone, in fear that the person that left her would not come back. She had seen it happen too many times for her not to be frightened of the fact. She wanted to be with someone... Not just anyone, she wanted to be with her Nii-nii.

After several agonizing minutes, Irie came back into the room. "Your uncle is on his way. With the way you are brightening up, I'd say you can probably go home with him today, as long as you promise to eat, and take your supplement." he said, in a stern voice.

Satoko looked away, hiding her eyes in her hair, "But... Nii-nii...." she said softly.

Irie cocked his to the side, and questioned, "Nii-nii? What about your Nii-nii?"

"I..." Satoko took a breath in, "I was starving myself for Nii-nii. To prove I was strong.... If I eat, I'll be weak. Nii-nii won't want to stay if I'm not strong enough..." Satoko sighed, looking at her hands, which were still strapped to the bed.

Irie shook his head, a little boggled by the thought that this was all because her Nii-nii left. "Satoko-Chan... Your brother would be upset if he found out you did this to yourself. All he ever wanted was for you to live a perfect life." Irie said, watching the young girl, as she tried to comprehend what he had been saying.

"But.... He left because I was too much. He left because I was his problem... I need to be better than the baby that cries 'Nii-nii, Nii-nii' all the time." Satoko said, looking at Irie. "Now, can you please untie me? I need to fix my hair band."

Irie nodded, and began unclasping her from the bed. As soon as her hands were free, she began messing with her blonde hair, shaking it back to its original volume, and putting her hair band in.

By the time Satoko's uncle arrived, she was impatiently drawing circles on the bed, her legs crossed. "SATOKO!" he roared, as he entered the room. Satoko nearly jumped back, but remember the IV in her arm, and stopped herself.

"U--uncle!" Satoko said, in a quiet voice. She knew by the way he had hollered her name that she was going to be in trouble by the time they got home.

"We are going home now." he said, not even really giving her a choice.

"But... The IV...." she said softly, looking down at her left arm.

Her uncle approached her bed, and then looked around him, before grabbing the IV and pulling it out.

Satoko cried out, but then quickly covered her mouth. No one could know anything he did to her. She carefully got up off the bed, and didn't say anything as she walked to the front of the clinic with her uncle.

Irie came running up, "Who removed your IV?" he asked, as he looked up at her uncle.

"Uhh...h Satoko really wanted to say something but ignored her urge and lied, "I did... I really can't wait to get home."

Irie looked at her with suspicion, but didn't say anything once again. "Well your uncle already filled out the release papers so you are good to go." he smiled at her, but he could see the sadness and worry echoed into her eyes.

"Thanks for the care, and I'm sorry I tried to hit you guys." Satoko said, trying not to burst out into tears.

"It's fine Satoko, don't take it so roughly." Irie gave her a smile and patted her head.

"Thanks..." Satoko said softly, before her uncle pushed her forward, toward the door. "Let's go." he said, in a rough voice.

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As soon as Satoko stepped out of her uncle's car, he pushed her forward to the sliding door of the house. "Uncle, I'm sorry...." she cried out, as she slipped her shoes off, before putting her slippers on. She wasn't sure what else he wanted her to say.

"They think I'm starving you and you are covering for me. You little bitch, making me look bad in front of everyone." he said, hitting her on the back of the head.

Satoko let out a whimper, but nothing more than that. She had learned quickly that crying out was a very futile attempt, and that it was but a waste of time. "I'm sorry, uncle... I didn't mean to tell on myself... I shouldn't have...." Satoko said softly, thinking more to herself rather than talking to him.

"And you die? Then I would've been in even more trouble you twerp!" he pushed her forward.

'Rika, Mion, someone.... Please save me...' Satoko thought, even though in the end she
knew that she didn't want that. If she let that happen, everything would be ruined.

Satoko was shaken out of her thoughts when she heard her uncle, "Satoko! Come here!" she didn't make him wait one moment to please him. If she had, she might be dead. "Coming uncle." she said softly. When she approached the room her uncle was in, she gasped. There was food on the table--food she didn't have to make.

"Eat." her uncle said, giving her an uncomfortable look. He pushed a bowl of rice at her and narrowed his eyes, "Don't eat too fast unless you want a stomach ache." he said, sounding like a good guardian. "Oh, but Satoko. You must finish everything on this table by bedtime. Or else I'll make you eat it."

Satoko quivered away, and nodded a little. She knew her stomach was small, but hopefully, just hopefully, she could eat it all.
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