Red haired beauty

It was my mother who got me, apparently from what she said, the only reason she wanted to see me was because she thought it mite be me. The time I spent here, was quite. I had no one to talk to and it was always quite. I think I was going towards being insane. Well anyone would if they were trapped in an apartment for three weeks, and the only contact to the out side world was a TV and a sly woman.

I wasn't aloud to use the telephone, or mail things. I had restricted internet and the only thing I could do was watch TV or play video games.

My disappearance to the people of Japan was shocking, but there was no immediate search, and even if I was home alone there was nothing I could do. The doors were electronically locked with a number code, and so was the internet. This place was sorta like the orphanage.

The phone rang, and the caller id said it was mother. I picked up the phone answering in the native language of the Americans, "Hello. Sora here" I said

"Good boy, how are you doing" She asked sly like.

"I'm fine"

"Good, I'll be home in twenty minuets Sora, okay?" She asked

"Ya sure" then she hung up. I had nothing else to answer with, the only thing I could say was yes. I had bin beaten in to responding, with yes or no, and acting calm, and not acting out of place. My mother worked for some big company. I didn't know exactly what company it was, and I could care less.

I flipped on the TV watching the news and seeing my picture appear on the TV. And then a news post came on with my parents asking who ever took me to tell them, an they'd pay. I ran up to the TV, I was insane, I talked to the walls and the plants in the house, because I needed some one to talk to. I ran up to the TV falling in front of it, grabbing the sides, "I'm right here, can't you see me?" I yelled, there was an insane look on my face, "I'm right here, in the land of the free, being a slave, Save me" I yelled.

The door opened, and I turned my face to look at her, a desperate look on my face, and a crying one.

"Why are you yelling at the TV?" She asked, then she looked, "Are those your gay parents" She asked laughing. Anything I said or did she giggled, and all I saw was her and the white of the apartment. I had a small room, and was not permitted to go on the balcony, it was code locked too.

"Sora would you make dinner?" She asked, and I only had one way to respond.

"Yes mame" I said standing up going in to the kitchen, cutting up veggies to put in a salad. She was a veggie freak, she wouldn't eat meet. And I had no source of proteins.

"Sora" She called, "Sora" she called again, "Sora!" She yelled and I jilted my head up, "Sora I'm getting you a teacher, she'll be coming here tomorrow so she had the code to get in, your gonna have to get up early" She said looking at me out of the corner of her eye.

It dose seem kind of weird that I'm so freaked out, but every thing in here is white or shiny metal, I have no connections to the out side world, and I can't go out side, I was beaten in to say yes or no and that was it. I did what I was told or face the punishment.

I went to bed that night right after dinner, reading a book, and writing some poems. I looked at my self in the mirror and I saw a pale body, with eyes completely hollow, I had this psychotic look on my face, and there looked to be no life in it. I looked to be dead. This couldn't be healthy, I was suppose to be free to fly in the sky, for I was the sky heart, but I was trapped in a cage. I started crying and that's how I fell asleep.

The next day when my teacher arrived, I looked a little better, not as insane, and I was happy to be seeing someone from the out side world, "Sora" The teacher called out. I stood up on my knees on the couch and looked at her. She was pretty, prettier than the red head beauty, and far nicer. She had a pep in her voice that calmed you down and washed all your troubles away. She had brown hair, hazel eyes and nice skin.

"Good morning Sora" She sing song said.

"Is it good?" I asked having my head down.

"It's an excellent morning, for I am you teacher. Miss. Popple" She said smiling, I looked up. What a funny last name, "lets get started shall we" She said smiling again.

"Miss. Popple can I ask you something?" I asked taking the papers she gave me.

"Sure Sora"

"Can I call you Popple Sensei? It makes me feel at home" I said getting her acceptance.

I loved learning from her, she made my enslavement feel better, and I got to learn things too. But weekends were like hell, I was alone all day and a good part of the night, I was disturbed by the shadows, I pounded on my walls yelling for help. For some one to rescue me.

It was Sunday, and I actually left the apartment, I was not to speak to anyone only a yes or a no. We went to an amusement park on an island. She thought we needed some bonding time, and I needed time out of the apartment. Which I needed greatly. Soon my completion started to get better and so did my free heart. I could fly again, but not off the master's hand.

"Sora, are you having fun?" My mother asked giving me some food.

"Yes mother I'm happy."

I wasn't happy I just said so, so she'd be happy. We did a lot of things, and eventually I became happy . I got to see people and fell what they felt. I was so happy. I just pictured dad Shuichi and me out, and the park having fun. But this time it was with a strange woman.

We drove home around eight that night, and she was very talkative to me, telling me why she did things, or why they happened, then she said something important, "Your not normal Sora, not at all, are you?" She asked the street lights crossing her face.

"I could have told you that" I think she was referring to my parents, and the way I grew up.

"No it's not you parent's Sora" I looked at her how did she know, "It's something else, the reason you can't know where I work" She said, I knew something was up.

"What am I like a demon or something, I know I channel emotions" I said being cut off.

"Yes that's why you don't like loud places, I thought you'd like being alone, but just seemed to go crazy. I guess I was wrong" She said looking over at me.

"I live with a guy, with a sugar buzz, twenty four-seven. Quite and alone are the last things on my list." I half laughed. We were getting along.

She started laughing, and while laughing, "Sora you silly I'm a shinigami!" She laughed as I hit the windshield.

"Your a what?" I asked as she parked the car by a lake.

"I was sent to kill your father, but ended up falling in love with him, I was going to kill him till I saw how nice he was, and thought he deserved to live" She said

"But how can you-"

"I can live here, because I watch other shinigami do there jobs, so they don't make mistakes. Personally your existence is impossible but yet here you are, half dead" She said like it was nothing.

"That's impossible, no one can be half dead" I yelled, I swear she smoked pot.

"Ever wonder why when you fell three stories you didn't die, or how a broken bone healed in five minuets, or that the flu lasted a day. It's because you have shinigami blood in you, you will never get older than sixteen, for your whole life you'll look sixteen, and one day, some one will ask, and you'll be found and, they'll want to test you. You must die Sora." She calmly said all this, "your father dose know he just won't tell you, no one wanted you hurt"

"Then why am I here" I asked crying. This wasn't fair, nothing was now. I had bin ripped from my family for was this, some enslavement. Why did I have to die.

"Oh my poor baby" She said holding me close, like I always wanted a mother too.