Can I call you my brother?

Zenitsu Agatsma|part2|

Sorry for the same picture lol
This chapter will be long? -maybe-?
This chapter will basically be about whatever I come up with I have no clue lol.
Please enjoy this chapter
3rd pov following Zenitsu again.
Cuss warning
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Zenitsu Agatsuma. Such an odd name isn't it?

Thanks to Zenitsu's god awful, amazing, hearing he once heard that his name was weird and odd. Good combination. He was, Well the weirdest of the weird anywhere he went. With such an odd name you'd think the head mistress would have changed it. But she decided - according to him -, she decided that, that name was a good fit for such a troubled kid with black hair and Golden eyes. Odd. That's what he was. Nothing else. That's what he's always been told. 

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Alone. On top of a damn tree. Like always. But this time he isn't in the orphanage, nor with his fake fiancé. He was in the middle of the town he lived in with her on top of a normal tree. And what is he doing up there? Crying. Curse his tears for making him look like a crybaby once again. Yay.

Why was he crying? Because of everything. The orphanage, the way the head mistress would tell him hurtful things and hit him, her, the way he looked like a crybaby on top of a tree. He really needs to get off this tree.. but he couldn't he was to high up and trees were his only escape from the terrible thing that is his life. The only thing that wouldn't leave like everything else. A tree.

Who could blame him though? He had just gotten into a lot of debt because he was to stupid to realize that she was using him. He was to stupid to believe that all of his luck would become actual good luck.

That's his luck though. Nothing good was coming for him. And if it did it would never last long. Not at all.

How long has it been since he had been treated kindly? Oh right. Not in a long time. He should be used to it. Someone like him getting something good in life? No. He's not used to it because he was still currently sobbing -ugly messy sobbing- on top of this damn tree. Get off the tree!

Ah crap. It's night now the stars are out and shining as bright as ever. God stars are so pretty. Sometimes he wishes he was one. To be up there and not having to deal with debt and sadness for all his life. The sky at night is so peaceful. He takes his haori sleeve and wipes his eyes. Looking up and seeing the moon now he realized it was a full moon all big and a midnight color next to the sky. To him full moons are beautiful.

Zenitsu yawned. He just remembered he hasn't slept in 2 days. Idiot. How long can a human go without sleep? He didn't know. And he didn't care as of now because he was tired. So he did what any idiot like him would do on a tree high up at night. He fell asleep. Idiot. Yup.

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The next morning he woke up to see himself still on the tree. Lucky him! Good job for not falling. But with luck comes bad luck. Cause he heard the sound of someone calling him. A man?

"Hello!!" Zenitsu almost died hearing the man yell and squeaked. Like a mouse.

Zenitsu, after his mini heart attack looked down. And there he was. The man who called to him. He was wearing a yellow-ish brown triangle haori, in his hand was a cane? Stick? Peace of wood? That held him up because of his missing left foot. A scar on his cheek next to his -big- mustache. He looked to be a bit in his 50-60's. Who is this man?