My Savior

chapter five

I was in the bathroom looking at my reflection. My hair was a wreck and clothes were a mess. I was just staring at myself, I pulled a part of my yutaka to expose my shoulder and noticed that my pale shoulder was now red with a purple hickey mark was starting to form. Recovering my shoulder I hugged myself really tight everything that happened tonight was starting to hit me. Pulling on the black cloak I wrapped it around me.

Turning on the sink so my cries could be muffled. I walked back till my back hit the wall, letting my body slid down I hugged my knees all while letting the tears fall. Trying to be quiet as I can be with my face pressing against my thighs. Tasting the salty tears going down my cheeks. I could have been raped they were so close too. My body being violated by some people I didnt even know and one I thought was helping me. It was all a trap and like a naive, week little animal I fell for it.

Rocking myself I am forever thankful for that masked man. He was still creepy, but I don't care he save me he was my savior. I didn't care how he found me or that he was stalking me because, he saved me from losing my innocence. His cloak is really warm and big on me. Lifting my arm examining it I noticed it was made our of really durable material like the ones made for shinobi wear.

I just realised that he had to be a shinobi how else would he be able to knock out 3 grown men out so easily. That ment he was actually watching me all those times, so i wasn't losing my mind, but what does he want from me I never had any kind of a relationship with a shinobi before, besides the ones that are passing by and stop to eat at the restaurant. Something told me I was going to see him again and I will demand some answers, I don't think he will hurt me since im no threat and if he really wanted to kill me he should have done it by now. He could also be trying to build my trust so I can put my guard down. That means I have to be careful around him.

Wiping my face with the sleeve I got up from the floor I think I'll wash his cloak I got all my tears and mucus looking down at the fabric.  It smells a mixture of an earthly, iron, and burning smell. I guess it would for someone who always travels. Turning off the running water I gave myself one last look at the mirror noticing that my eyes were swollen and bloodshot from all the crying. I turn towards the bath and turned on the water. Taking a big breath I quickly got out of my clothes and stepped in to the tub. Grabbing a washcloth I made sure I rubbed my skin with soap until my skin was red.

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The next day I head into work tired, I didn't get any sleep with nightmares. I keep waking up crying and shaking they felt so real. Changing my thoughts I noticed the sun was shining today, I look up at the sky making me reminisce of a familiar blue eyes. A small smile made its way onto my lips. I wonder if he still thinks of me and I started humming the small tune he played for me when I first heard him play. Not paying attention I felt a big force hit my left side making me almost lose my balance.

"Good morning my Cute little nee-chan!"

"Good morning onee-chan" I say regaining my balance. Manami giggles and gives my check a quick pinch.

"So how was the night shift."

"Oh, it went fine." I begin to walk again, but she grabbed my shoulder turning me around and looked at me straight in my face with frowned brows.

"You have been crying haven't you. What happened?" My eyes quickly widen and I looked at my knotted fingers.

"I had some bad dreams last night and I couldn't sleep they felt so real."

"What about?"

"Just my worst fears of being completely alone." She pulls me into a hug and tells me