Elementary:

The bell rang as all the students gathered up in the assembly. A start of a new year in misaki's life it was. Her first day in elementary school. Her hands intertwined with her mothers who was here to drop her off. "Momma, I'm going to make lotssssss and lotssssss of friends today" she said cheerfully as her mother smiled at her.

"Of course you are, now go on" a little push on the back and she was running in the building. All students gathered up in their respective classes. As the introduction of all the students carried on, she doodled in her notebook, and finally it was her turn.

She rose up form her seat, her beautiful Raven hair flowed in the wind as her eyes sparkled with excitement. All were mesmerized by her beauty.

"My name is Misaki ayuzawa and I like almost everything. My hobbies are to draw but I mostly just doodle. I hope that we all can be good friends and that we all will get along with each other *smile*"

She sat down and everyone was watching her in awe, 'she's so cute' and 'such a site to see', and related thoughts were in everybody's head. The teacher coughed to get them all out of that state and gestured for the next person to continue with the introductions. The whole day carried on as she just doodled and stared of outside the window since she was in the second-last seat besides the window

At break, she surprisingly well not so much made a lot of friends and she was happy. They all surrounded her, asking her meaningless questions like,

"You're so cute, misa-channnn~"

"What kind of shampoo do you use, your hair is so silky and shiny"

"Just a normal one" (misa) *smile*

"Haaa, you smell nice too. Are you wearing a perfume"

"Haha, no I'm too young to use one" (misa)

"Misa-chaannn~ you're so pretty and your skin glows."

"Yeah, your smile is beautiful too"

"And you have pretty amber eyes, they're so shiny"

"Ahaha, thank you all"

ahermm* Moving on..

The day passed as she went back home. She had the keys in her school bag because she knew that both, mom and dad, wouldn't be home till the afternoon. Opening the door with the keys, she proceeded to go to her room. She put her school bag on the chair, slid out of her uniform and into a comfy onesie, and came downstairs. She opened the fridge and found the food that her mom had left her.

All she had to do was heat it up and after doing so, she ate and then went back to her room for a little nap. She slept till the sun set and woke up at night. Swaying a little, she carried herself across her room, down the stairs, obviously hungry. Her tiny body didn't make any sound as she wandered down the stairs, but she stopped as she heard her mom shout.

"Why Should I Not, I'm Tired Of Taking Care Of Her! Why Can't I Have Some Peace Of Mind. Her School Fees, Your Debt, Your Unusual TantRUMS, I'M TIRED OF DEALING WITH THIS!!!"

"Minako! Quiet down, all I'm asking you is to not smoke, is that too much t-"

"YES THAT IS TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR!!! WHY CAN'T I JUST DO SOMETHING THAT GIVES ME A PEACE OF MIND! I'VE HAD ENOUGH, DON'T COME AFTER ME, I'LL BE BACK WHEN I WANT TO!!" *slam!!* and she came out of the room.

Little did she know that her 5-year-old daughter had listened, her eyes were wide with fear, "momma, d-do you h-hate me?" And in a reply all she heard was a 'tsk'. Her mother had left and not soon after, so did her father. She tried to act normal as he was going, "Daddy, where are you going? "

"Hmm? Oh, my dear, I'm just going out to enjoy myself for a bit, I'll come back home late so order something if you get too hungry, alright. Don't wait for me, bye dear." He smiled such a strained smile at her. His eyebrows were furrowed, his smile was crooked, his hand fisted up. Did he really expect her to believe? But he left anyways, no pat on her head, no kiss on her cheek and not even a genuine goodbye.

She felt as if something inside her tore open, like something just cracked a little inside and that it started to bleed. Was she a burden? Was she hated? Did they not want her anymore? She finally fell down on her knees, and she cried that night, she cried uncontrollably. She fell asleep on the stairs and woke in the morning with swollen red eyes, a really bad backache, a headache and worst of all, a pain in her chest accompanied by hateful thoughts for herself.

She checked the time and saw that it was just 5:37am, she did her homework that was left and tried to study her pain away, thinking that it would work. Pages after pages she filled with notes and finished many chapters. She studied and studied but it didn't go away... '7:46, I should get ready for school now.' She had her uniform on, the books in her bag, the notes all torn and burned, her hair was let down and it being short it covered her one eye. She walked to school glumly, anyone who approached her would just be rejected and then that's when it started.

The next few days, at home things were kind of the same, mom not being home nor dad. At school she thought she could get some peace but it was all too good to hope for. Those so called friends finally bullied her. It started out as spreading rumors to ending with bullying. She could do nothing, couldn't tell her parents, couldn't tell others, no one was to be trusted, aaahhh what a tragedy. She cried herself to sleep every night. Her stomach growled, the pain in her chest grew wider, nightmares took over, her world had already fallen into darkness... 'Aahh, I'm falling again. Isn't someone here? Someone, please...save me, save me, save me, I'm falling, please...'

Flashback end:

'SAVE ME!!!' She woke up from her dream in a shock. She had just screamed out. She was panting and her tears rolled down, it's been so long since she had that dream. The past always made sure to remind her of itself. She picked up the pillow and hugged, trying to control her whimpers and screams that threatened to escape. She was always a silent crier but for some reason she felt like screaming this night. She scratched herself, she pinched herself, it wouldn't work, they won't go back in. 'Why, why, why ,why, why, why, why...'

click* "ayuzawa are you ok?!" He came rushing in in a hurry, his hair was disheveled, his shirt clumsily buttoned, his glasses on and his eyes shining with worry. *what a sight to see ~( ~ )~*

She jerked her head back up to see who it was and saw him. She wanted his help, for him to help her but her walls were too thick, the thread around her was too tangled up, she couldn't escape even if she wanted to. So she screamed at him, "Get Out, Who Told You That You Could Come I-in Here" her voice wavered again. He didn't budge but instead took a step towards her, "What're You Doing, I Said Get Out!!!" She threw him a pillow. He dodged it and rushed over to her. He trapped in his arms tightly, even if he was debating whether it was a good idea or not, he did it anyways, towards her he was soft.

She froze for a bit, her eyes widened and she felt as if warmth just spread through her whole body, and then when she was out of her trance, she started to hit him. "Leave me, Let Me Go, You Perverted Freak, Let. Me. Go. Right. Now" he held her closer to him and put her head on his shoulder to lean on, then he just hugged her tighter. He kept taking her punches that she was throwing at his back while at the same time crying onto him. So precious.

After 10 minutes or so, she slowed down but her sobs didn't, instead she just started to whimper. He started to caress her hair gently, whispering calming words. Not soon did she fell asleep in his arms, and he felt as though a huge weight had been lifted off of his chest. So weird it was, he just couldn't see her hurt. He laid her down and was about to leave when... "Don't go..." She whispered with a tear in her eye, yes she woke up. This is not in her sleep she brought up her weak arm and held his wrist. "Please, don't leave me alone like they did. Hold me like you did before, please" she started to sob again.

How could he deny, and so he did, hesitantly but he did. He got inside her blanket and hugged her close. She cuddled up close to him, she wanted to deny but something stopped her, maybe it was the warmth inside her or maybe it was because the continuously bleeding scars felt as though they started to bleed less. He caressed her hair in a soothing motion, I wanna sleep in someone's armssss ~(T~T ~) until her breath had turned back to normal and she was asleep.

He soon felt at ease and fell asleep with her too. He still wondered why she was crying and why she screamed for help but assuming that it was just a bad dream he kept it to ask for later and drifted off into sleep as well.

'In the end, we're all tangled up in our all lies' ~me

~boredotaku