{A/N: This has very offensive material to disabled members of society. This is a work of fiction, and is not to be taken in anyway as my own personal opinions. To all my disabled readers, you guys rock. Keep trekking on.}

You curled you fingers around your wheelchair. You stared at your fingers.

'It's not that bad....' you thought, trying to convince yourself. It honestly wasn't working.

The total damage done to you was the lose of both your legs, your right arm, your right eye, your tongue, half of your left ear, two teeth from the back of your mouth, and your ring and middle finger on your left hand.

You thanked your lucky stars that it was late fall when Soutarou finally let you out of the house, because then you could cover you arms up with a jacket, your legs with a blanket, and a scarf for your face.

You knew it would be a long, long time before Soutarou even let you alone. Probably never.

He wheeled you around everywhere he went. Which didn't include school because he gave that up after kidnapping you and marrying you.

"Do you want me to feed you some ice cream _________?" he smiled at you while in the park.

You nodded, not trying to look eager that you were getting some other sustanance besides miso or ramen.

Soutarou's eyes glinted as he lifted the spoon up, "Say 'Ah,' ________-chan~"

You succeeded in making the noise in the back of your throat, and happily took the cold treat into your mouth.

You didn't care about the others watching. You only cared about the food you were getting. However, people who were rather peeved with public displays of affection, were not satisfied.

Especially this one, particular woman.

She was middle aged, round faced, and had a slightly flat nose. It was like a stouter face of a horse. She was also a bit heavy, not necessarily fat. She had weight in the top of her arms, and her hands had large bulging veins. With her, she had two children, her husband, and an older preteen girl. They were having a picnic together, enjoying each other's company. Like a family should.

She eyed the scene with disgust the entire time. It was when Soutarou put some in his mouth, and went to kiss you, when she finally flipped.

Soutarou didn't even make it halfway, when the large woman cleared her throat and said, "Excuse me."

Soutarou turned his head to her, his glasses sliding down his nose a bit. He swallowed his bite of ice cream and said, "Yes?"

"This is a public place. There are children here."

"And....?" Soutarou was genuinely confused.

"Could you please NOT do something disgusting in front of four year olds?" she hissed.

Soutarou looked around her and saw her children sitting there, one picking his nose.

"Ma'am, no offense, but your children don't seem to bright to understand what we're doing. At least the younger ones don't. And your daughter is old enough to understand it's just a kiss, so why are you making such a big fuss over such a small thing?" he asked.

The woman gasped and said, "You brat! How dare you say that! What do you know?! Your girlfriend's retarded, and probably doesn't even understand what you do to her at night!"

You begged this woman with your eyes to go away. To take her family an leave and continue their day. You made a cry, something that would have sounded like "run away" if you had your tongue.

Soutarou suddenly froze. He smiled softly at her, "Ma'am please apologize to _________. She's been through a lot in the past year or two."

"Not until you apologize to ME and leave so you can continue such disgusting acts ELSEWHERE."

"I'm going to give you until one to apologize."

She huffed, "AS IF you could ever do something to me, you pansy!"

Her husband was now behind her and said, "Honey, let's just leave-"

"No! I'm staying right here until he apologizes."

Soutarou set his ice cream down and leaned back.

"How intimidating!" She cried sarcastically.

"Honey-"

"SHUT UP!" she yelled at her husband. The children were closer now.

"Ah!" You cried, trying to tell them to go.

"Five...."

"You think this scared me, little boy!"

"Four...."

"It's not my fault that you had to choose a retard as your lover! You disgusting bastard!"

"Three...."

"Honey, please...."

"And while I'm at it I just want to say-"

"Two...."

"-that this particular retard, is an especially disgusting-"

"One."

"-SLUT."

BANG.

A gunshot echoed through the park. It rattled the birds from their comfortable places in the pushes.

The woman? She laid on the ground, arms splayed out, a bullet in her head.

Tears slipped from eyes, wettening your eyepatch, "Ah...."

People screamed and ran.

Soutarou smiled at you and said, "Well that was a nuisance, wasn't it?"