Please don't kill me. Please don't kill me. Please don't kill me...
I'M SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING FOR A WHOLE MONTH. I'VE BEEN OUT OF COUNTRY FOR 2 WEEKS AND HAD TONNES OF TESTS TO STUDY FOR AFTER I CAME BACK, AND I HADN'T HAD THE TIME TO WRITE AND UPDATE AND I'M JUST SO SORRY!
Dear readers, can you please forgive your fellow amateur, not-professional writer? Pwease?
Look, let's just do it this way: Everyone suggest a punishment for me (something not too crazy, please) and I will choose one in random ( ). Anything at all, and I will inform you if your punishment is unacceptable.
Reviews:
the allyson wonderland: OMG LOL. That is one of the scenes I've been thinking about using in the future XD
Coooolll99: Ah the country thing. OMGOMGOMGOMG MALAYSIA? WE'RE NEIGHBOURS-BY-COUNTRIES! :D (And no, I can't tell you whether or not she will fall in love with him. All I can say is: Be patient, fellow reader. XD)
AznRomance x3: A cookie with Usui's face? OMG I'll place it in a transparent glass box and admire it everyday.
MaidSamaFanGirl: I won't stop updating... I'll just take a long time to do so.
Magica Ring: Sorry for not updating quickly _
blackopalz21: Dracula came from Transylvania? REALLY? *hops on a plane there*
FeelLikeSmiling: Haha. Thank you! (But seriously, my vocab is horrible)
usuixmisaki: Ma-kun in another life xD And about Usui, he'll show up... soon.
xtheBLEACHEDalchemistx: ' the untrustworthy fellow who will fall for Misa and then try to steal her away from her Prince Usui... ' LOLOLOLOL. And, um, no, I don't like K-pop (and I mean that in the nicest sense of the phrase). I never heard any songs (aside from Gangnam Style xD That's epic.)
whointheworldwouldbelievetha t: Gluttony version of Hinata XD Nicely phrased.
chahath: I'm sorry.
bevy: Naaah, it's fine :) As I always say, people have lives outside of FF.
The next morning, I woke up before the sun was even up. Mum and Suzuna were still asleep in their bedrooms, so I decided to stay inside my room until the sun was up and it was time for all of us to wake up and do our daily routine.
Though I've got to say that staying inside a room that was probably only useful to sleep and change in with only a book that you've read for a thousand times for entertainment isn't really appealing, especially when you aren't a least bit sleepy anymore.
It was only when I looked out the window of my room that I found something interesting to observe.
The view that my window offered was the field that I'd spent my time in yesterday. Dead leaves were scattered all over the place, and from my room I could barely make out the outlines of two red squirrels chasing each other, scaling a tree in spirals. But this wasn't what had got my attention.
What had shooed away my boredom was the view right across my window, inside the window of the house next to me: The outlines of a boy against the background of blinding light.
This strived as something extremely peculiar to me as I'd never seen anything there – not even a spark of light, only utter blackness that seemed to climb out of the place eerily.
Then the figure turned to an angle that allowed the light to illuminate its silhouette, and I realized who the figure was.
Of course. How could I forget something that I just learned the night before?
It was the-person-who-was-not-allowed-to-go-near-me. He was living beside me now. Yippee.
And he wasn't wearing a shirt – or anything else to cover up that well-sculpted chest of his.
Buff.
Just one word: Buff.
I quickly – and quite reluctantly, unfortunately – tore my gaze away from him when I felt, despite myself, my cheeks heating up. That was from the anger, I told myself. But honestly saying, I didn't quite believe myself.
I was blushing crimson red because of anger. Of course I was.
xXx
I snuck in my hole and resurfaced at the other end. The morning sun was hidden by puffs of gray clouds, making the sky so dark I kept on thinking that it was in the evening.
I made my way to my usual bush, which was starting to wither as the season progressed to change into autumn, and made myself comfortable. I pulled my jacket tighter around me as the wind picked up, before adjusting my bow and arrow.
It was weird how animals could sense the horrible weather and hide themselves from it. It was like they had a sixth sense that we humans didn't (if we did, then I wouldn't have went hunting today). They just knew when to come out and when to stay home.
I wondered what it would feel like, having a sixth sense. I mean, it didn't need to be weather forecasting, it could be anything, ranging from stopping a wound from bleeding, reading other people's mind, or even knowing what was happening at your house when you were in someplace else.
I know. Dream on, right?
I sighed and sat down, leaning on the tree beside the bush, not even bothering to look for game. I was going to go home empty-handed again – I knew that for sure, so why bother?
After fixing my bun so that I could rest my head properly, I placed my weapons by my side and stretched out my legs, hearing as my knees click. I cracked my knuckles and stretched my arms out as well. I yawned.
By then, the wind was picking up dead leaves and throwing them everywhere. Dust and dirt found their way to my face, and I had to cover up my entire face with the hood of my jacket just to block them away.
I didn't know what I was going to do, how I was going to spend the rest of the day here, but I surely couldn't go back home now, when all those Class guards were patrolling the perimeter of the woods. I could sleep, perhaps, but what if it started to rain? I didn't want to have to go home drenched with rainwater.
But the weather was so gloomy and breezy… and my jacket was around me tight enough that it was comfortable… and my eyelids felt so heavy and my eyes so sore… and it wasn't going to rain… and it was a sunny day at a park…
And the corners of my vision started to darken, slowly engulfing me in a pool of black and unawareness.
A thunder woke me up from what seemed like the best sleep I'd ever gotten in my whole life.
Like, one minute I wasn't even aware of my existence, and the next my backside landed on the wet, muddy ground and splashed water all over my shirt.
It took me a moment or so to get rid of the vagueness of the world through my vision and get my heart back beating normally, and by then I'd learned that it was raining. My clothes were completely soaked, hanging on me like a kid hanging on his mother in an earthquake, and my hair stuck stubbornly on my skin.
In other words, I was going to get sick if I didn't get out of the rain soon enough.
Grabbing my hunting gears, which were getting so muddy that I had to practically feel for them in the ground, I stood up, crouching a little because I was still to sleepy, and started making my way back home. Thunders and lightning were roaring and flashing in the sky.
Just how was I going to get back without getting busted by those guards, I thought. I was so going to get caught again. And this time, they wouldn't be sending me to the palace, but rather the execution grounds. I was going to starve, so much that all that was left of me were my bones draped with my pale skin. And then they would allow me to be killed in the most brutal way possible, but I would still die in the end and suffer no more. I would be free.
That was the kind of nonsense I was thinking about when the sky flashed brilliantly white, an incredibly loud exploding sound came bursting from my left, and it collapsed on top of me.
There was a flash of intense, blinding pain.
It was dark. It was bright.
It was cold. It was hot.
There were deafening rings echoing inside my ears. It was eerily quiet.
I was perplexed. It was perplexing. My head felt like it was going to explode.
And it seemed like it did when I opened my eyes and a spectrum of color filled my vision.
Sigh... I'm having troubles typing my stories up. I'm better off with pen and paper these days...
Anyway, please review!