HAW HAW HAW! I have, in all my wonderful, fantastical splendor, come up with the bestest Shigure and Mitchanstory ever to be beheld by the eyes of fanfiction readers! This'll be a one or two chapter (maybe more.) story. I hope you all like it! Oh, and don't get mad at me if i'm updating too slowly. I'm working on it. The heat's been getting to me too. And it is summer. So yeah. I've also got a fever, as of five minutes ago.Oh! And a special thanks to Shizmoo, who's been reading every story i've written and reviewing for all of them! Thanks so much Shizmoo!
Disclaimer: I'm getting sick of this thing. Don't people have enough sense to figure i don't own the thing?
In the beginning, it was obvious that Mitchan had been a bit foolish. Seeing an attractive male, but only seeing that. Not looking past what was in such a handsome smile. Mitchan had never thought that this would have been her downfall. Taking a job as an editor, a job she felt she was good at and enjoyed, did not seem like the kind of job with such happenings. She never thought the one slip that caused her steady confidence to fall into a deep, dark hole would be because of one man. One man that would slowly push her limits until she would be unable to take it. How one man could possess such a will to be able to do this to her, she never would have found out. She hadn't really registered she had fallen, in the beginning. Slight shock came into play of course. But as she fell lower and lower, panic set it, and she began to crumble.
Some holes have their roots sticking out though, and grabbing on could do a number of things.
From the beginning, Shigure could see that this one would be fun. This game of his, that could go on as long as he willed it, would be most entertaining. Manipulating, lying, promising and mainly just twisting his victims. He liked to think of it as his control. Shigure didn't really show his cruel, uncaring side to anyone than his closest friends, and once in a while to others. He thought of this game as his ability to control himself better. So the cruelty would slip out with his game, remaining concealed over his mask of playfulness and teasing. Why he enjoyed these games so much was a bit of a mystery to him, but having the power to control ones feelings, warp emotions and slowly take down ones ability to stay in control was something he found enjoyable. So when he saw the young woman ready to take on the job, he knew it would be fun. The games began.
Some games tend to like to run themselves though, throwing tricks that could alter anything, at any moment.
Yup. A short prolog. I'll be working on the next chapter! I do have a fever though, and every time I move i fell like i'm gonna throw up. Look at how loyal I am to this website, these reviewers. Shizmoo, you're also one of my main motivaters!
As for your review for the story Nightly Torture, don't get depressed! Braces do suck (i don't have any but i know they do hurt), but I'm sure the result will be good! And teeth getting pulled isn't too bad i don't think. I've only gotten one pulled before, and it didn't hurt. It did feel weird though, and needles freak me out. I know sometimes it can be really hard, buttry to keep positive!
Ahem. So, review everyone!