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He hates me. He even told me himself. Why was I so stupid? I never cry, but this time was a exception. I felt hurt. Very hurt.
The salty tears wouldn't stop falling, I felt so broken, just for a stinky butt.
My mind wondered over to when Madara kissed me, I gasped.
"Why am I thinking of this!" I half whispered half shouted.
I was just another one of those fangirls.
"No your not~"
I blinked and looked around for the voice.
"Moriko~" it cooed and I frowned.
"Moriko~" it said my name again.
"Moriko~!" I twitched and opened my mouth to say something but the voice shouted,
"MORIKO!"
"WHAT!? I snapped at the voice. This was getting annoying, not scary.
I growled when it said nothing and jumped down from the tree, grunting.
"Walk into the village, in disguise." It whispered. There it was again, I rolled my eyes but still listened.
"✇Look for a stamp with sharingan eyes." Sharingan eyes?
I waited for more but it never came. Who was that?
"The forest spirit, I have been looking after you since you were born. A request from your father and mother."
Then it was gone. The trees started to rustle again, whispering to each other.
Should I listen to what it's saying?
Madara's P.O.V
Something hurt a little inside me. It felt painful watching her shed tears and run away, run away from me. I was about to go towards her but I stayed put, I don't know why. I just didn't want to move.
I was just standing there, watching her fading shadow, blending into the dark woods. She was gone. Gone forever.
Sinking down onto a rock, I buried my head in my hands. I make so many mistakes. This was the worst one.
I teleported ___'s body to some other dimension and took a long sigh.
Just before, I had cleared my servants because they were completely useless. I kept one. A little girl with curly blonde hair and has bright blue eyes, just like Moriko. My eyes widened when I thought of Moriko, again.
She's gone. I can't have her back. I slumped back inside my mansion and fell asleep on my bed. Tomorrow was the day, I would select new servants.
I had a good feeling.
Moriko's P.O.V
Okay, since I have completely nothing to do.
I'm going to do what da hell she told me to do.
Go to the village, in disguise. What the hell? Why disguise? Meh, might as well entertain myself. Life doesn't matter anymore.
I made sure all my tears were gone, but my ears were a little red. There was a small creek where I normally bathe and use as a mirror. My home place.
Smiling, I changed my appearance from a girl with long brown her with blue eyes to a girl with dark black hair and brown eyes. I was going to pretend to be a human. I wasn't a human before. I was simply someone who got tricked by a butt that I should have never ever, care for. That's how I was stubborn.
My attitude will be....EMO.
Not like I wasn't already, but I have to be careful. Why? I don't know. I'm emo.
Trudging along the yellow brick road, no just no.
Trudging along the DIRTY brick road, I immediately spotted, tonnes of large posters.
It said:
Ohayou, Good morning,
I am in need for new servants. If you think you have the time, you may come to the front of my mansion at 7:00 pm SHARP.
-Madara.
I blinked and looked at the sun. Examining the sun carefully, it finally clicked to me that it was 2 minutes to 7.
"Shit!" I muttered and dashed off my black hair floating behind me. Whoops, I'm meant to be emo.
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I stopped running and skidded to a stop right in front of his mansion, seeing other girls, girls huh? I stuffed my hands in front of my pockets and pulled the black hoodie over me, only showing my left eye. I slumped my back too, giving off a lazy impression.
I felt eager to see him again. But I thought I let him go ages ago. Apparently my heart wasn't ready to give up just yet.
Everyone stopped talking and some girls curled their hair around their finger, looking at their makeup one last time or just pretending to be beautiful. I was just the complete opposite.
The doors of the mansion opened and someone stepped out.
Madara looked at the crowd and stared around. His eyes landed on me and I slightly shivered. We stared at each other, I stared near his eyes but not in them. I can't or he will find out.
I saw his expression slightly altar when he found out I was the only one who hadn't looked into his eyes.
He knew everyone, except me.
Madara began selecting.
To be continued...
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