Itachi – This is going to be a VERY short drabblet story, so to all my followers, please don't worry, I will be updating soon. This story was based off a song my friend introduced me to, so…here it is.
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No one ever listens, this wallpaper glistens,
D-O-L-L-H-O-U-S-E
Don't let them see what goes on in the kitchen.
Chapter 1 – Act 1
"Honestly Kagome, I don't get why you always wanna hang at my place," A ruby eyed teen let herself fall onto a hard sprigged mattress that donned the ugly, dim-lit apartment, waving away a careless fly with little to no worries of the display that hideously gleamed – blindly was it ignored as another girl let herself in, "I mean really, your house is huge! Invite meh over for once!"
Unknowingly did the ruby-eyed one stab the other who smiled quietly, sitting down at the base of the rugged stained floors.
She loved it there at Kagura's apartment.
The old, musty smell, the chipping white walls, the full dumpster by the broken window – it was marvelous and she loved it too much to explain. Though, she didn't tell her friend with the big ruby eyes, she wouldn't want anything more than to stay…or even to trade with her.
"Well then, why don't we trade houses then?" The seriousness taken as a joke.
"Pffft! HA!" The friend was Kagura, and Kagura laughed brightly.
She missed Kagome's disappointment, her sadness that the small space clouded with dust couldn't be her own…The lights flickered, Kagome loved it when they did that.
"Damn…you don't know how much I'd like that…" Kagura spoke on and on about her dreams of moving away from the place that Kagome came to see as her safe heaven.
…Then it was late.
It was late which meant it was time to go home.
It was late. Time to go home. To the house.
To her perfect family that waited for her to join their happy play that went on and on and on and on and on and on. Forever.
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Here was the house that was her home. A beautiful house. Painted over neatly, a garden taken care of nicely, a smooth, rock walkway leading to the wooden doors of her plastic life with her perfect family.
Her mother filled with jewels.
Her father a handsome man.
Her brother always focused.
And herself.
Yes. They were a perfect family, but Kagome frowned. Simply because she didn't like it there.
She hated it. Opening the doors, Kagome felt sick – the clean air, thick with a new coat of red and white, so new and prestigious was the furniture and the marble floors.
She hated it. Stepping inside and into the happy house.
She disliked it so very much.
She disliked her perfect family that waited for her to join their happy play that went on and on and on and on and on and on. Forever…and ever…and ever.
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I see things that nobody else see's.
Chapter 1 – Act 1
TBC
Itachi – I just really need something to calm my writers block, and this came up. I like it so far! So? How did I do? Tell me in a nice review.
(Song: Dollhouse : Melanie Martinez)