Moriko's P.O.V
The moon was up and the stars were shining like there was no tomorrow. I groaned while trying to sit up, my cuts and bruises weren't helping.
I turned to my left and saw there was a glass mirror, looking into I my own reflection. There were a few brown strands in my hair. My Jutsu must have gone loose when I was heavily unconscious.
A little knock on the door made me jump and I quickly fixed my Jutsu, my ebony hair back. My heart was pounding really hard.
Two hands grabbed me and lay me down again positioning a spoon. She was so quiet that I didn't even hear her come in. I was still exhausted that I didn't have the will to resist.
I carefully took the spoon in my mouth, swallowing.
Honami's P.O.V
Ha. Little pathetic girl.
I gave her the first spoon with no poison, testing out if she will actually take it.
I laughed in my mind and give her another spoon full of the deathly poison. She opened her mouth but closed it and I frowned, trying to edge the spoon into her mouth. Still shaking her head I smirked and pinched her cheek, groaning in pain she slightly opened her mouth.
"Swallow it." I demanded, holding her mouth between my fingers.
She shook her head stubbornly. A plain flat no.
I narrowed my eyes and laid he spoon and bowl down standing up. If she's not swallowing, I'm going to go get a tube. Walking out of the door, I turned left, right, right, right, left. God, sometimes I just wish it wasn't so much like a maze.
I winced when I heard a door open and close. Not hearing any footsteps relaxed me but scared me. Taking a peek down the hallway, no one was there.
This is easy, I grabbed a tube from the medicine room and came back to her room. Locking the door.
"You better not die."
Moriko's P.O.V
Die? Ah hell no! I'm weak now but I'm not dying. Not yet.
From my questioned look she smirked and pulled out a long thick tube and my eyes widened. I sniffed poison before and now she wants to stuff THAT in my mouth?!
I think I was better off screaming.
And, I did.
I screamed as loud as I can and the girl looked at me with a death glare, pushing her hand to my mouth, muffling my scream. I bit her, she tasted horrible but I bit her.
Before I could react again, she bitch slapped me and I glared at her bitch slapping her back, harder than she did.
Having enough of this little play, she decided to go get the other girls. Storming out she returned with tired looking girls, ready to fight though. Yeah, fight me. Rawr.
They ran to each side of my bed and pinned me down. I decided to scream again and this time, I heard, everyone heard footsteps booming closer.
Eyes wide, everyone hid in the closets or somewhere, and the maid just smiled picking up the spoon, chucking the tube under my bed and pretending to feed a amused me.
Hehe, I'm going to be a bad girl and tell Madara something.
The door opened and the maid, fidgeted slightly and I kept my mouth shut tight, still.
A man stepped out but sadly it wasn't Madara but the servant guy I saw in my time in prison. Why was he still here? I thought he cleared everyone. I kept my face unemotional, to avoid suspicion.
"Um, I was just wondering what was all the-"
"GET OUT!!" the maid pointed at the door and the servant boy bowed before sprinting off.
I want to know his name, tomorrow I'm going to go find him.
"W-eh-wah-what," I can't speak today, my throat was cracked.
I looked at the glass of water she disgustedly handed to me.
Did she poison it? I couldn't tell.
Gulping it down, a pang went through my whole body, making me squeeze the glass. Sharp glass shattered everywhere, one going in the Maid's eye and she screamed.
My body felt like it was shutting down, there wasn't any poison in there, it was a jutsu.
Yet again my vision began to blur out and I saw the door open before I collapsed. I think I was dying.
To be continued...
I was wondering, out in tee world... how many people are reading this, I really want to know who you are. But it doesn't say, :(
Sorry it's short~
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