Today was the same as everyday. Kept locked in my own room, with only a guitar and some music sheets. It was the same everyday. I wasn't allowed to ever leave my room, and never to leave the house.
My family was a rich family, but my parents never cared about me. My brother got all the praise, attention, and freedom. I don't blame him, because cause he's a warm hearted boy, with only good intentions. He had everything I didn't, good looks, manners, smiles, and everything a parent would want their son to be. They would always show off their son, bragging on how great he is, and never said a thing about me.
They kept my existence a secret, or it seemed like it. They would ignore the topic of my name, erase me from all the records, and lock me up in my room. If the families name were to appear in a newspaper, it would only state them only having a son. Even if anyone would know my name, it was only a negative thing. I was called the dark side of the family, rumors were made about me. My parents even made it worse, and called me a mistake.
My only way to see the world is the window that my room has. A big window stood in front with a bacony, showing me half of the village. I could see kids running around, laughing, and adults walking around, talking about missions. People had heard of me, and every time they see my face, they start whispering or throw rocks at me. They only fueled the fire of my rumors.
Maybe my life was a mistake. Maybe, I was not suppose to even exist in this world. But that thought all changed when I saw this one kid. His name was Naruto Uzumaki.
He was different then the others. Anyone could had notice that. The way that he would do pranks on the teachers, the way he loved ramen. He never cried, even when those kids bullied him. He stood tall and never let anything stand in his path. Believe it or not, he as my "idol" I looked up to him secretly. I would go out on the balcony and look down to see what he did that day.
One day, I finally talked to him.
(----)
"Get him! He's over there!"
I looked down to see what all the commotion and guess who caused it, Naruto. I should had known. He ran down the street, looking around for somewhere to hide but unfortunately, the street was empty today. He looked behind him to see the kids catching up to him.
"Up here!" I yelled from the balcony. I instantly regretted my decision, but I shake my head. It was too late to go back now.
He looked up, suprised. "Well? Are you going to get up here?" I yelled again.
He quickly jumped over to the balcony, landed quite hard actually. I rushed him inside and closed the window that lead to the balcony. Silence quickly filled the atmosphere.
"You okay?" I asked him.
"I think..." he tried to stand up but staggered and fell down. Some ones obviously injured.
"I knew it." I sighed and got up to find the first aid. I finally found it under my bed and went back to him. He stared at me the whole time.
"What?"
"Why are you so nice to me?" he asked. I smiled at his question. I gently lifted up his shirt and began treating the wound.
"Because you're just like me." I said simply.
"What do you mean?" he raised one of his eyebrows. He gave me a suspicious look.
"I'm a prisoner in my own room. See that big door over there?" I showed him the door with chains wrapped around it. "It's locked with guards outside. Thankfuly, it's a sound proof wall, so no one can here us. And even if I try the balcony, I have a tracking device hidden on my braclet, which is impossible to get off." I told him.
"What kind of person wou-" I cut him off.
"Ever heard of the Tanaka family?"
"Yeah, aren't they the one that as really rich and had a son? I think a daughter too." he scratched his head. "Uh...",
"Well, I'm their daughter, Yuki Tanaka. The supposably dark side of the family." I put hand quotes in the air. I laughed at my own joke despite of the nickname.
"What? But you're nice! Like, you're helping me right now!" he exclaimed.
"Thanks." I blushed a bit, "Yeah, they made a lot of bad rumors about me. Because... Uh... Let me remember." I clicked my tongue and looked through my memories.
"Ah! They said, I was a mistake. Something like that. They treasured my brother better. Yet, I don't blame him." I smiled sadly. "It's just the way things are."
"Yuki..." I looked up at Naruto to see him crying?
"Naruto, are you crying?"
"Y-yeah because-hic-I feel so bad for you! And I-" he burst out crying. Did not see this coming.
"Naruto, don't feel bad. Besides, I have you here right?" I grinned at him. "Why do you choose to break down now? You're strong remember?" I poked at his chest. "I heard you said that once." He grinned at my reply, and roughly wiped away his tears.
"Yeah."
(----)
I smiled at the good memory but was soon interrupted by a noise. The door was flung open. There, stood my father, looking as cold as always.
"What do you want?" I scowled at him. "Here to assault me again geezer?" Honestly, can you not walk in when I'm having something good to think about?
"Don't talk to me in that manner!" he raised his hand and slapped me. Pain spread throughout my cheek but I have went through more than a slap.
"Fuck off." I hissed at him. I stuck out my middle finger, something that I'd learned from Naruto.
"How dare you-" he raised his hands agian but was stopped by some one.
"Father stop." my brother said, looking calm as always. His blackish hair hid the glare that was directed at his our father. "I'm here to talk to Yuki, you're meddling into something that is not yours to control."
Father turned huffed, but sharply walked out. The door slammed behind him.
My brother began to talk. He sighed, "Yuki, you shouldn't let him do this to you." He kneeled down and touched my cheek, concern filling his eyes.
"You know that it's impossible for to escape this place." I looked away. "Besides, I did tell him to fuck off. I'll be fine." I smiled.
He shook his head. "Yuki, I have something important to tell you."
"Hm?"
"Today is the day that we're going to break you out of this hell hole."
"Huh?"
