Hello!! I know I just updated like two days ago, but I thought since I'm being bored around the house today, effectivly avoiding my homework, I might as well write a chapter. I know it's short, but to make up for it's shortness I promise to have another chapter up later today or tomorrow. I promise. If I don't I give you all rights to kill me for lying to you. :) Enjoy!
Several hours later, Ichigo groggily opened her eyes to find herself in what appeared to be her room. And, yet, she could tell it wasn't her room. Everything about the room was Identical to her real bedroom, but the annoying little bird that would chirp around the clock, was nowhere to be heard.
Letting this eerie thought sink in, she began to wonder where she was. She warily scanned the room for any signs of danger or any hints as to where she was. Then she noticed one little thing out of place.
On the nightstand sat a folded up piece of parchment. She sat for a moment, wondering who the hell used parchment as opposed to paper anymore. Then, with a shaky hand, picked up the parchment and heard a small clank as something metal hit the floor.
She reached down and felt around under the bed until she felt a metal hoop. Her eyebrows scrunched together as she grabbed hold of the hoop and pulled it into her line of vision.
She gasped. The little hoop was a plain, gold wedding ring. She turned abruptly to snatch up the parchment; trying to find the slightest explanation for the ring. Fear encompassed her body as she unfolded the piece of parchment. What met her eyes was a message written in childish scrawl.
Ichigo,
I hope you find everything to your liking. I thought this design would help you feel the most at home here. I should be by later to deliver some dinner for you. As you have probably seen by now, I have placed a gold ring within this message. If you wear this ring, I swear no harm will come to you.
Until I see you again, All my love,
Kisshu
For nearly a minute Ichigo sat dumbfounded. The phrase "curiosity killed the cat" came to mind in that instant. She had wanted to know what was going on and she got her answer. That answer made her terrified.
What was she going to do? Should she try her luck and attempt escaping? That option was quickly discarded, Escaping implied that she knew where she was and in what direction to escape to. So, really, that left her with only two options. Option 1: She grins and bears it and hopes that one day Kisshu would set her free. Or, she grimaced, Option 2: She commits suicide.
Neither option seemed appeasing to Ichigo. She took one last look at the lines of the parchment and she knew what her choice was.
Hesitantly, she slipped the cold ring onto her left ring finger. An involuntary shiver ran up her spine. This metallic coolness of the ring reminded her of Kisshu's cold touch. How fitting. She thought bitterly.
She sighed; she would just have to wait until Kisshu came to deliver dinner to beg for him to let her go. Suicide, she decided, was out of the question. She still had so much to live for, and she was not about to let some perverted alien scum take that all away from her.
Yikes, Kisshu, watch out angry Ichigo alert! Review!
