Wild Uncharted Waters.

Bonus Chapter: His Voice.

USAGI POV

After breakfast, I headed to my room, because you know. Auntie wanted me to rest, yada yada. I climbed up the stairs, sliding open the door to my room. I opened the window to take in some of the ocean breeze coming from outside.

Spot randomly appeared from behind my door and curled up beside me, Honestly, I'm even more surprised that he made it out alive better than I did. I thought I lost him. Sitting on my futon, I wondered, what the hell just happened. I mean I gotta admit, I have been though a lot in a matter of days than I can ever do in my whole career.

But, realizing that I practically trashed away that bandage of mine, I rushed up to my mirror to check on my face. Just to see what's going on. I stood up and went. Looking at myself, I just noticed the scar on my left temple just now. First of all, that was not there before. I mean, obviously! And second, I realized that Miyamoto Usagi had the same scar too! Twinning! I thought.

But, my head still hurt a lot. It was like if someone did acupuncture on a tomato. Wait, let me rephrase that. It's like if someone just so had the idea to stab needles into my brain. Too edgy?

I then came back to sit back down on my futon, stroking Spot's back, letting him sleep on my lap. "Eep!" It yapped.
Though, I have been genuinely curious about who really saved me. I mean, you can't just save someone and disappear into thin air. But whoever it was, they looked like no one I've met before.

Ugh, but I can't help it. They looked stunning. Beautiful even, for lack of a better term. Though even with this, I'm still scared that they might be an evil sea yokai. Their appearance looked oddly similar the Kappa, but was also a Ningyo? I was confused for a second, but oh, that voice. It was just hypnotizing. In a good way. The way he looked into my eyes, that smile, that overall endearment I saw in his expression.

Something about it felt comforting, like how it's like someone who can be by your side all the time. But really, I do wonder, who are they? Where are they?
That melody, whatever that person sang it's all stuck in my head. And it's like I had the most amazing feeling in my life. My lungs started to clear, and my breathing regulated.

As I began to wonder, I stood up from my futon, going up to my window to look at the ocean. Because that's what I do when I couldn't think of anything. You might think, 'Wow Usagi that's so dramatic.' I like it dramatic, okay? Plus, with all the thoughts I had, the ocean's practically free therapy.

I was beginning to think this person had magical properties. Maybe they were a sea spirit?
But, one striking feature I remember ever so clearly is these red stripes that ran down his face. Which looked amazing. It's like the sea gods wanted to spare me or something. Hah, counters the bullshit whatever auntie said a while ago. I told her it was ridiculous.

Usagi, no. Keep it together. You just met! You can't just fall in love that fast! It doesn't work that way.
I thought. I really tried to shake it off, I really did. But I really can't get over them. I wonder where they could really be.
I would love to meet them again, even if it were to just get away from the life I know.

I sensed that they had a free spirit, someone carefree and selfless. Which is exactly what I've been always looking for. Look, okay. At least it's way better than the people I get 'betrothed' to, those people had either the shittiest personality I've ever seen, or the most boring personality. With no redeeming qualities. I'd rather get betrothed to him instead of those bozos. Wait, did I say too much?

Anyway, I do think it's admirable that he had the courage to find me, and pull me out from the waters below. And those eyes. Oh, those eyes. They just made me feel safe, and were the real turning point for me.

His voice, it was angelic, it's as warm as the summer sky, a swell of endless music. It was captivating, and I felt as if I could finally forget about all of my problems in life. In short, I loved it. Wait, do I sound too poetic? Maybe. I pressed my temples. I should really write this down.

I got a sheet of paper. I dipped my brush and I wrote,
"As he laid next to me, his hands traced across my tired face. He pushed the hair out of my eyes, and he smiled. And I think he said something along the lines of it's going to be okay. The rising dawn silhouetting his figure, revealing quite a charming face. I gotta admit, I was stunned. But in a matter of minutes, he ran off, never to be seen again."
I've remembered it so vividly, if only I can turn back time.

I'll find them soon. I have to express my gratitude one way or another. I can't wait to prove auntie and the others wrong. But, there was something about him that really ignited it all. He had a certain spunk to him, like he is not interested in taking any orders.
And then, it all started to add up.

The song only won me over, while his presence just made me feel safe, and reminded me that I had nothing to worry about. He was absolutely perfect.
But god, do I need to control myself. I should really stop chasing people who don't even exist. I hit my head after all, what can I say. But I knew he was real.
They really just don't understand.

All I want, is to get to know him more. Because, who knows, he might be my ticket to freedom. Well, good things come to those who wait after all. Plus, I really gotta rest. I'm exhausted.

I then laid down, while Spot rested comfortably on my chest, and I began to doze off. But I still can't help but wonder. Wherever he was, I hope he finds me again.