Welcome to chapter one!

I think I'll let this be a many chaptered story, though its still not very long.

A few notes~

First off, the lyrics I made up so sorry if they're lame. I like to make up stuff, even if its lame. T.T

In this story too, the ages are a free for all, but I'm imagining kind of young characters myself...

Lastly, I'm not super set on it but I think I'm having the story take place in Victorian times. Basically, not a ton of high tech technology and sort of old fashioned clothes. But I'll leave it at that. ^.^


Within the Bird Cage---

Chapter One

Fate, is an interesting thing, the most intriguing factor of course being, does it truly exist?

If it were an easy thing to find out, we might have more complicated questions or confusions on the matter but as it is we can only wonder. Wonder, if everything we do is without a second choice, unchangeable by our desires, striving, or intentions.

But if there was or had there been such a cruel and beautiful thing as fate, it would have been fate.

Fate, for Natsume and Mikan to meet.

He hadn't decided to go to the garden by choice.

In fact he'd barely known of its existence at all until about ten minutes previously, when, while under the pursuit of his,ugh, master, even the the thought of the word made him feel disgusted, Persona, who had told him he was his savior, and was actually just there to push him around, and have him kill people.

Natsume hated this. He couldn't feel pain or fear or even sadness. Just hate. It consumed him and over flowed from him. He hated the hate but could do nothing about it. It was never ending.

Under swift pursuit, Natsume had barely looked where he was going and when he ducked round a corner into the mysterious garden he found himself actually surprised. The garden probably could have been called beautiful in an overgrown and slightly unnerving way. It was mostly surrounded by thick and very tall stone walls. The walls didn't curve around the garden however, but apparently appeared to enclose themselves around something else. Almost like a crude tower. The walls appeared to be quite old as they were covered with moss and vines that covered more moss and vines and so on as though it were the most popular real estate for moss and vines, even if it were already taken.

The rest of the garden was fairly similar, at least in ways of being mossy and vine covered. It was over all small, quiet, and most importantly, a perfect hiding place.

Or at least it was quiet.

In the middle of the quiet green serenity, a voice appeared.

Ah la, ah ah aah...

A clear sweet sound, not beautiful like real singer, but pure, and free.

Go

run away

lets play

lets play

I want sing

I want to fly

I want to smile

I want to cry

the worlds spinning oh so fast

how can I make this little feeling last

high above me

far below me

something to show you

someone to know you

above the world

above the sky

I've got dreams

and wings to try

so let me run away

run tomorrow

and today

I just

want to play

Her (as Natsume had derived from the sound of the voice that it was a her.) voice trailed off, leaving Natsume almost... starstruck.

It was like in a few verses this mysterious girl had relived him of all his anger. Well, maybe not all of it, but enough to make him really notice. In fact he was so mesmerized by her voice that he couldn't even wonder about the girl herself.

About thirty minutes later Natsume found himself still standing in the same place. Her voice had finally echoed out of him and he heard Persona calling in the distance. Natsume chose this moment to leave quietly.

He couldn't have Persona in his garden. Yes, his garden. It was now a place he needed desperately to be his and his alone.

He couldn't have someone like Persona hear that beautiful voice.

It was his, and his alone.

Always.


Well, did you like it?

Its going to be a bit tragic probably, but I can't choose my inspirations I'm afraid...

Anyway please leave comments, I'm going to try to update regularly. T.^