Mayumi wants to fix her past. But that's impossible right? All she wants is to be with her friends but they are all moving on. What will she do?
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~Umm maybe a book 2... don't count on it though.
-M...
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Mayumi POV >>>>>>>>>>>
The past few days have been beyond excruciating. One because of what happened at the dango shop. I-I don't know what happened but I've not been able to bring myself to bury her. Her name is Yoshihara Momoko. Yoshihara has worked at the dango shop for some while. The spirit attacked her. It was the spirit NOT me... I keep telling myself that.
'So you knew it was me aye...' said the spirit in my head.
'You can talk to me! through thought?' I asked worriedly she's been in my head hasn't she!?
'Yes though I've only talked to you once before.' explained the spirit.
'Why would you kill the shop keeper? Yoshihara! just a poor old lady!' I said irritated.
'It's not like you haven't killed before Mayumi..." said the spirit.
Killed before? Oh the ninjias who killed Yemon-sensei...
'That's, that's not the same!' I yelled.
'Oh you don't even know yourself... anyways... that's not why I've come to talk to you.' explained the spirit.
'Why have you?..." I said close to breaking down completely.
'You don't know the extent of my powers. The reason for killing the old lady is to simply revive her. I don't remember if I've explained this but you can kill and revive. Just by crying which may I add you do often. You just have to cry of hope instead misery. Which you've only cried out of self sorrow not selfless sorrow.' explained the spirit.
'Oh... I can revive her...' I drawled out. I can revive her! A weight I didn't know I had was lifted slightly.
The spirit didn't utter another word just disappeared. I have to g-go now! The village thought the shopkeeper gone on a out of village vacation. Simply because I put a sign on the shop's door at night. I ran to where I had sunk her into the ground with my rose vines. It was a meadow where no one came but me. once I found the spot it still had the flowers I placed there.
I simply cried. Cried and smiled for the old lady.
'Use Flower style: flower crown' said the spirit.
'What's that?' I asked confused. I learned most of the flower style jutsus. I would know if this existed. Right?
'Just do it! Now!' Said the spirit.
"Ok! Flower style: flower crown!" Once I said those words tiny sharp flowers erupted through my fingers. The flowers sunk into the old lady's body. Though a second glance and there was just grass. Dented grass of what used to lye there.
'What did that do?!' I exclaimed through thought.
'Calm down... the jutsu wipes the memory of the person. As well as fill in other memories for the time gone. The old lady just came back from her vacation. She is now at the shop opening it back up!' Said the spirit.
'Thank you...' I whispered one last time before running off.
I have to go to Nakashima! I can't be with Itachi anymore. He's so boring! He's good being friends with but nothing more...
"Nakashima!" I yelled.
"Mayumi?" She asked. She was sitting doing paperwork with dango and tea. It smells awesome!
"I-I don't want to be with Itachi!" I said frustrated. Finally I speak the truth...
"I know Mayumi but life could be much worse..." said Nakashima.
"How so?" I asked. Man I feel like an idiot...
"Have you heard of Hyuuga clan seal?" Said Nakashima.
"Oh yeah I suppose so..." I replied back frowning.
Just then my thoughts bursted to nothingness as Shinsato stomped into Nakashima's office. He had books and scrolls. He dumped them on her desk impatiently.
"We need to talk..." Shinsato said in a dark voice. I gulped.
"You may go Mayumi!" Said Nakashima.
"Y-yes of course!" I said scurrying out of Nakashima's office.
As I walked home I had time to think. Sadly Itachi and me hand are first kiss the other day. It was plain not who I want to kiss. I'm only 15! Give me a break world.
I can't do any fire jutsus but it feels good to burn my lips. It stings but keeps me alive and awake. That one day I'll be with whoever I want to be. Do whatever I want to do...
I think I am going crazy. But that's just what I am. Crazy. So I'll burn my lips and follow a spirit to forget life itself. But will still be planted on this earth in misery.
