In my world there's no such thing as reality. Madara Love Story...

Chapter 6 Gametime

Moriko's P.O.V

Can't people just accept the fact my clan, The Forest Can was completely innocent?! I just don't get it! All I want to do is stay at home with my mummy and daddy, giving them warm hugs. That was all I asked for. But no. Apparently, earth decided I have to be separated from my parents and be captured by a stinking old, not really old, man. Urgh! I just wanted a simple life. Not a running away from fear and danger life. Nothing matters anymore, because in my world, there's no such thing as reality....

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The clock in my head told me it was time I get up. And I did.

Groaning, I turned onto my left side, so the morning sun didn't shine onto my face. My body felt so numb. Grabbing the covers I pulled them over my head, sniffing at the covers. Wait this smell. IT'S NOT MY SMELL!!! This means....EW! I finally realised that I was sleeping in Madara's bed and I flushed my face in embarrassment, pushing the covers off me and hoping out of bed. Only to collapse onto the floor in pain. Well they do say, the ground is always there for you. But boy, that hurt.

"Stupid ground," I muttered and tried to get up but my sore, tired muscles refused. The door creaked opened. A tall shadow appeared, "Good your up." he grunted and stared at me, wondering why I was on the ground, squirming. A sheet of paper fell down next to my head and I looked at it, not bothering to pick it up, too troublesome.

As soon as he left, I rolled around trying the get up, still.

One thing to noticed, I just woke up and he gives me a piece of paper saying, meet me at quarter past nine and bring along your sword. Wait, I had a sword? I thought it was a jade-green dagger. I struggled and got up, this time round, rather successfully. He didn't tell me where to meet him... Curse him.

Strapping on my pouches, I looked out to the horizon. I still remember when, as a family, we would sit outside on the balcony, every Friday morning just to watch the sun slowly rise and chatter about life and not important things. Just a small lonely tear, slid down my face. Remembering all those great memories, just wishing it could last forever. But nothing can last forever. People live and people die. But I believe my parents left too soon from my life. I still wonder where they are and if maybe one day, they would come running back, saying everything will be okay.

Glancing at the clock I realised it was 9:10, only ten minutes to get ready. "Shit!" I muttered, sliding on a clean, fresh, light, green shirt.

I groaned, "Why did I just strap MY POUCHES ON?!" I am not a morning person, I repeat, not. Taking my pouches off, I laid them on the floor, picking up this brown pair of shorts. It had pockets on the sides and I strapped on my pouches this time, correctly. I tied up my hair into a loose ponytail, with a brown hair tie. I looked down at my Forest Clan's headband in disgust. I respected them but now I have nothing I want to remember of them. Even though they were once the 'Almighty Clan', I can't believe they would just abandon a child like that. I hate promises. They are always broken. I trust no one and love no one. Emotions are bad, very bad. Pretending to feel something or be something is a crime. That's why I do it. Pretend to be happy, and a happy, cheerful person. So no one will ever know who I truly am, underneath. A dark, cold, mysterious girl, who have no feelings. Ever see me happy? Or even stupid? It's all fake.
That's all. I hate my life, simple. :)

I walked outside of his room, shutting the door quietly and huffed.

Stuffing my hands in my brown shorts, I whistled a small tune. Tyler came running out, bowing his beautiful, white head.

I gave him a small hug. I only give hugs to Tyler. I trusted him and I loved him, yes I loved him. He was my only thing I wanted to protect and live with. He's so sweet~