Chapter 7
Fantasy
-akane-: Sorry it took so long to get another chapter up, school is getting so hectic right now. And I can bet you it's only going to get worse. Sorry for late update. I'll try to update every 3 weeks.
Another week has passed, me doing nothing the whole time. It had become quite boring. So I tried to entertain myself. And so far it was working for me. I would have a tea party every day at 4:00 PM. Each day I would be accompanied by a group of swell fellows. Squalo a short tempered man with long silver hair, a fake hand, and wares a loose pirate-like shirt with black trousers and a tall top hat. Xanxus, a grumpy man wearing black trousers with a matching waistcoat and white button with a gold pocket watch and chain, and colorful feathers on his left coming out of his shaggy black hair which grows atop his scared face. Lussuria, a colorful homosexual male in a too tight pair of trouser-shorts with white high socks and a white button up along with an orange waistcoat with a pair of strange colored glasses covering his eyes. His hair is cut very short with green bangs on the right side. I too was dressed up in a three piece suit, all green to match his green eyes and hair.
My daily tea parties were filled with yelling, cooing, food tossing, and small talk. But it distracted me from the hell I lived everyday. After a few days I had come to believe in my fantasies, I was part of a group called the Varia. Each day was spent in my imagination, my escape. My new drug; a joyful drug of which I had become addicted to. Maybe it was mental maybe it was just the high, the natural high of fun. One can not be for certain.
I looked out the window, being bored and stared straight at the sky. I zoned out, and entered the tea party.
"Welcome back honey~" chimed Lussuria.
"Thank you," I answer sitting at the table and pouring myself a cup of tea.
"So why are you here early, trash?" Xanxus asks sipping at his cup. His eyes were like daggers, trying to rip into my flesh.
"Boredom. There is nobody as interesting as you guys at that place. They all take pity upon me, like I'm some child who scrapped their knee. Rubbish I say! I'm of age, 'bout time I get to make my own decisions."
"Voii! Then leave them Fran, why are you even there still?" says the silvered haired man shoving a tart in his abnormally large mouth.
"I'm not sure actually… that's a good point there Squalo." I answered looking into my cup of tea. The brown liquid lightened with a splash of cream and two lumps of sugar. Thought by now it was half empty, but still my reflection shown back. Emotions are signs of weakness; I can be week no longer. "From this minute on, I show no emotion whatsoever."
The group looked at me fondly, Lussuria with a warm smile, Squalo with a smug smile, and Xanxus a small glimmer of a grin. "I've enjoyed your company very much, but it seems I've got an escape to plan. I shall see you tomorrow at the usual time." I stood giving my farewells and left.
I turned my head to look straight up, but something was different. I no longer was in my room. I was in a wooden carriage. I could hear the soft trotting of hoofs, and felt the little bounces of rocks under the wheels. I was lying on a bench, with mildly soft velvet cushions. I sat up straight looking out the window of the door, between the bars that is.
Transported, but to where? Nothing to do but wait I guess…
-akane- so tell me what you think? And don't worry the meeting is coming soon. It just took longer because I'm lazy and wanted to make the chapters shorter than my other fic's chapters. Sorry for any grammar mistakes!
