If the Situations Were Reversed
Chapter 5- Message of Blood
By Misao's Angel
The sky was a song; the wind blew a silent tune, the trees shook as the wind blew, and the birds sang their famous spring melody. The tune, soothing in an unexplainable way, found a secret way to erase all hatred a heart could hold. Though strangely enough, not even this could erase the scowl on one young man's face. The young man who stood solemnly before the Takama Medical Center, waiting patiently for his breakfast to arrive. But unfortunately for him, a much hated freeloader was waiting with him. She had lost all she had thanks to him (or so she claimed) so she used him as an income source. She would come almost every day now to partake in each meal, as though she belonged there. But the rurouni didn't seem to mind, despite the fact that it was she who cooked each meal. Sasuke had come to believe that she was too kind for her own good. But that was just her personality; there was nothing she could do about it.
"Takama-san! You said she would be here by now!!!" Said the impatient visitor, Makimachi Misao.
"And she SHOULD be! But I don't see what you are complaining about!! If you don't want to wait, leave!" Replied Takama Sasuke, just as irritably.
"What was that? You owe me these meals after all the damage you caused to the inn I was staying at!!"
"You were the one who caused most of that damage!"
"Maa Maa You two!!" the approaching Tomoe said, trying to calm the two, "No need for fighting is there? I'll make breakfast now..."
The two sat silently, each glaring at the other for the remainder of the time it took to cook breakfast.
When the meal was ready, each agreed that the morning's beauty deserved to be admired, so outside would be better for the meal this morning. On the porch they all sat, Sasuke and Misao continuing to glare at each other.
Tomoe just silently sat, occasionally trying to bring up something worth taking about.
After what seemed like forever, the meal had been eaten, and Tomoe was left with the dishes. Looking down at her dish cloth, she noticed how terribly dirty and torn it was.
But no matter, she had another clean one in her room...
"Someone was here."
Tomoe analyzed the damage done to her door. It was falling off rusted hinges, daring to come off entirely at any given moment. But that wasn't the part that concerned her. On the door, written in human blood, was a message left obviously for her...
"Come to me... I'll be waiting... at the lake when the sunsets. Or, next time the message might be in Oniwaban Blood."
The message wasn't signed, just left in large letters upon the door. She mustn't let Sasuke know of this... She mustn't let him be harmed... She better clean this before he notices.
"Tomoe, what are you doing?"
Damn... wasn't fast enough. "Um... you see... I was going to paint the door red and I spilled..."
"That's not paint. That's blood."
'No use trying to fool a doctor...'
"Tomoe, tell me, what is this?"
'No use hiding it now, he is bound to find out sooner or later..."
So she told him. The blood, the time, the threat, and the failure to sign the note.
Sasuke listened quietly, then when she finished with her story, he spoke. "Take me with you when you go."
"But Sasuke-dono..."
"I want to personally witness the beating of the bastard that ruined my door!"
Tomoe couldn't hold back her laughter...
"Let me come too."
"Misao-san!"
"As, you know, thanks for before..."
Tomoe smiled. Once again she began to laugh, causing Misao to feel insulted.
But for Tomoe, this was the first time, in several years... that she felt as though she truly had friends.
To be continued
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sorry this chapter was short!! I have already started writing the next one, but I just thought this would be the best place to stop it. I will updata soon, I promise!!
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Next Chapter: Who left the message of blood? Will Tomoe, Sasuke, and Misao be able to defeat this person? And who is that little boy he beats on a regular basis? All this and more next chapter!!