Chapter 4
Mikan's POV
It was three weeks after that accident with Natsume and his drunkenness. I asked his mother about the constant whirls of spatting out nonsense, and she told me its a regular thing. When Natsume gets drunk he talks about stones, powers, things called alices. Then there's the stupid things; about his undergarments, my undergarments, the townsmen, and the occasional cursing. It didn't seem nothing though, it was almost like he was spouting a lost culture.
But never mind that! Me and Natsume... Well. Awkward was the best way to describe our situation, I mean wouldn't you relay to series of.. never mind. In the weeks, we've been avoiding each other like he was the black plague and I was skin disease. If we were ever on the same room together we never touched, never made eye contact and NEVER spoke a word.
It's a good thing I'm new in town huh?
Normal POV
"Did you really have to go?" Aoi whined.
Mikan laughed, "Yes, I have to. I have to get going and find a place I belong. I can't keep burdening you all forever."
"Oh stop, you weren't a burden. It was nice to see a new face. No one really tries to come back after they leave here, I mean look at us. We're forbiddens." Karou laughed sadly.
"Your wonderful, you make a small living space as if it were a palace. Don't worry too. I'll visit or send something to let you know that I got where I wanted to be or at least temporarily." Mikan smiled.
It was the usual goodbyes and safe trips, but no tears were shed because they do believe Mikan would stay true to her word. No matter how small the experience, it mattered how they shared it.
BUT, if it was really awkward experience *cough cough*, just, try and stay normal.
Anyways, after they sent her off to the forest, everyone looked at Natsume. He looked passive as always, but his mother could tell that he was sad. Well, not to the brink he'll goo to his room and cry like a love struck teenager. I mean they had only spent a month together, it not like it's true loves first glance. (A/N: AND WHY THE HELL NOT?!)
Mikan was true to her word that she would send something after a few weeks of settlement. But she never said anything about sending guards.
It was about fifty men, classes it the utmost bulged armor, nations could never buy. The guards were adorned in silver white tunics, black pants with armor attach on vital parts of their legs. They looked like gladiators more than soldiers, come to think of it.
They were all in town square, asking for the mayor's presence, the mayor was a skinny looking deformed man with tatters as clothes despite being the mayor. His hair was always disheveled, but always smelt nice despite his appearance. Nice man, just bad attire, but then again you really can't speak for yourself if your a Forbidden.
"May I help you to tea, gentlemen?" He politely asked, the guards stood there not looking amused.
"I am Captain Kuuri, I command unit 2351 of the Pure society," at that, the crowd gasped and went into silent whispered conversations. The most bulky looking guy stepped forward, the Captain.
"Well, we shall discuss this over cups of tea-" he was cut off.
"Sir, we ask that you send the Hyuuga family over to us." Kuuri, the captain, commanded rudely.
"I have ginseng and earl grey. Which do you prefer gentlemen," the mayor had a hard look, he was not giving up any of his townspeople, not even for the Pures.
The captain took a step forward," The Hyuuga family, sir,"
The mayor looked like we was about to pounce,"You look like a ginseng tea kind of guy,"
The captain took action, he pulled out a metallic silver gun and pointed it at the mayor. The crowd grew uneasy, they loved they're mayor as much as he loved them. The mayor raised his hand, his face still calm.
"Tell me, what have my children done this time? I'm sure, I can pay you off your merry way," the mayor proceeded.
"We have no intention of playing your game, take us to the Hyuuga family, or I'll-"
"Or you will what? My children have suffered the gigantic leap of becoming a stable family to the bottom of dirt. Tell me, what more can you harm of my children? Their dignity? They're pride? Money? My children have been stripped off of everything," he looked at him with intense eyes,"Tell me what more you can do to them. Look around you,"
The captain looked around. The children looked underfed, the parents didn't look any better. Some had injures that were still opened and never closed throughout the years of hard labour. The parents looked at the soldiers with shallow eyes, dead, but strong, and ready to fight if necessary. All of them didn't look like of higher class anymore, and their eyes didn't either. Their eyes made it clear.
They will defend every single person with last drop of their blood, the last shred of their soul, the last scrap of bones, and their last presence of spirit. Because they were proud of their family and hard work, not because of their past social class. They were family, and nobody takes they're family.
The guard looked at the Forbiddens with intense eyes, caving under they're radiance, he took and step back, raised his hand, and the unit fell back.
That's when they cheered, and that was the biggest cheer throughout the lands.
The cheer of the dead.
Shortest chapter ever. I am soooo sorry. It wasn't well detailed and it sucked, the plot will be revealed soon. I promise. I don't want it to go to fast, it's a thing I have, not to fast or slow.
Please criticize me _. My story sucked and I know.
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