Sing(My Version)

Chapter Nineteen:

*Hey guys! I'm back with another chapter on the same freaking day! WHOO!!! This is published on September 25, 2021. If you guys like this chapter, don't be afraid to vote and comment, that would be greatly appreciated! Warning: Dark themes such as hanging and crushing bones. Enjoy!*

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The next morning, Mizuki wasn't present on the bed as Buster was sleeping peacefully through the day for once in his entire life.

Mike climbed up on the bed and saw Buster's back turned over, covered by a blanket. He tilted his head with a small smirk.

"Moonster," Mike called while Buster groaned deeply. The mouse rolled his eyes. "Rise and shine, sleepy beauty."

Buster groaned some more while curling himself up.

Mike could assume that Buster must've had a good dream to be waking up now. He smirked to tease the koala. "Moonsty."

Buster moaned while snuggling his head up against the pillow.

Mike was about to reach his back until the mouse noticed something odd. There were scars on the koala's back. At first glance, Mike thought he'd been flogged by some random person in the past. The mouse got into the covers just to look at Buster's back to see they were words.

"Why do you have the word 'stripper' on your back?" Mike randomly questioned, immediately waking Buster up when the mouse lightly touched the scar.

Buster immediately tossed the covers and turned around to face Mike, hiding his back from the mouse. Mike popped out from the covers with a small unsure smile.

"Hey, look at that, he's awake so quickly," Mike pointed out.

"What the heck, Mike?!"

"What the heck what?"

"Why are you tracing on my back?!"

"Uh...because you have scars on your back. Besides...I barely touch ya."

Buster growled while putting his shirt on. "Don't do that again. And don't tell anyone about what you saw."

Mike blinked for a moment and then nodded his head in understanding. "Okay."

Buster sighed deeply while realizing that he took his anger out on Mike. "Sorry."

"It's fine."

"No, it's not fine. I shouldn't have taken my anger out on you. You were just curious is all."

Mike tilted his head. "Well, yeah. Where did you get those scars on your back?"

Buster didn't answer that as Mike bit his own lips.

"Not going to answer that, huh?" Mike probed sadly.

Buster continued to get ready for work in the morning.

Mike gazed up at the koala showman sympathetically. "Is that where the real you hides?"

Buster stiffened up when Mike ask that. He turned to see Mike staring at him softly.

The koala sighed heavily as he straightened his suit jacket and noticed a mirror, staring into his reflection. His blue eyes were paler than they had been in the past few weeks. He had bags under his eyes from the lack of sleep while his fur was ruffled from sleep.

When he stared into his own blue eyes, he could vividly remember the pain and the torment his body went through. There was nothing that could ever repair him from the past trauma. The koala looked down at his hand to see the word Mizuki wrote last night with a black sharpie.