-whistle, whistle, whistle, the sound seems so tranquil. Whistle, whistle, whistle, can I find my sickle? Whistle, whistle, whistle, why won't the sound go away? Whistle, whistle, whistle maybe a sickle to my head can keep them at bay- anonymous

Chapter 6: Illusions can be a bitch

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My head. The first thing I feel is the throbbing sensation coursing through my skull. Well at least I'm obviously not dead, I think…. Or maybe I'm in hell? I crack open my eyes but close them just as quickly. Nope its way to damn bright to be hell. I try to shift my body into a more comfortable position. Then at that point I realized there was a weight over my stomach going from my waist to my chest holding me down. 'The fuck?' I finally open my eyes enough to adjust to the new lighting. White walls. Tiled ceilings. Squeaky clean not a sign of life in sight. The smell of corpses are fresh in the air. Somebody must have just been taken out for the smell of death overwhelms my senses to a point where tears were building behind my eyes from the pure stench of it.

I don't even know how I'm able to tell, my senses have been always above average. I suck up my pain and open my eyes fully. It takes a minute for my eyes to fully adjust. Still my bangs were in the way of my sight. My hair is probably a rat's nest at the moment. I look down at myself. Ugh I need new clothes again. I was basically in my black underwear but they were more like short shorts. With a tattered black shirt that barely covers my breasts because of all the tars and rips in it. 'What the hell happened to me?'

Flashback

I feel myself falling over. The pain only increases by ten-fold. The pain is making me dizzy and my sight blurry. I see Sato-san towering over me. His gaze is dead while he looks upon me. The last thing I see before I pass out is Sato-san decapitating someone before my vision goes black.

End of Flashback

I can't believe how easily I was taken off guard. I'm getting to comfortable here. To the point where I can get easily wounded by someone attacking me is just pitiful. These people of this town are making me too trusting. Whatever the hell they want me to do I need to hurry up before I find myself getting shot down somewhere or something. I need to be on my own again. There is something off about these people. Maybe it's just my stupid intuition, who knows but I don't trust none of these mother er… people in this town. They obviously know something I don't. Just by their stares. Their stares are more intense than most people who openly look at me. Maybe they think I'm a freak show? This feeling I'm getting just from being in this town's presence is too questionable. I feel myself losing consciousness.

I'm starting to feel dizzy. 'NO stay focused I need to get the hell out of here...' I look down to finally discover the weight on my stomach. An arm? I turn my head to the side to see Sato-san's peaceful sleeping face. I tense, I can feel a cold sweat take over my body. I can vaguely hear a ticking of a clock. Maybe I'm just imagining it? A shiver goes down my back. Strangely it was quite pleasant. I don't understand why I am so cold when I feel my forehead burning up. I can feel myself start to pant. My heart is pounding to a speed that is almost painfully. I focus my attention to the only other sign of life in this room. What is Sato-san really? I knew there was something more cold to him if you actually cared to look past his handsome face. His greatest power may also be his greatest weakness. His eyes will always give him away to me. Just from the harshness of his gaze to the blankness of his face. It's too vacant of emotion just like mine. It's not like he doesn't feel anything, it's like a darkness ready to escape the depths of his mind. Almost as if the world isn't ready to deal with the demons he knows all too well. His face seems to have too much similarity to that of a wooden doll or even puppet. A face he puts on every day.

I wonder what his true colors under his porcelain face are. Of course he feels my gaze because his eyes snaps open immediately. I almost gasped. No the way he opened his eyes was not in a way of someone who has just peacefully slept, but as if he was expecting to be attacked. If I didn't see his eyes snap open I would have thought he was still sleeping. I almost jumped just seeing how his eyes just snapped open.

Instead of a dark scarlet they were a bright burning red. It unnerves me to see him staring at me unblinkingly with those bright eyes of his. Just like a kaleidoscope. I would have given a small smile at that thought if he wasn't staring at me like that. I couldn't even tell if he was looking at me or though me thinking about someone else. His eyes were so wide when he first opened his eyes. They reminded me of a demon.

As if he was broken out of a chance he blinks and his eyes turn into a dark scarlet. His eye lids drop over his startling irises. Almost black. His mouth starts moving but I couldn't even hear anything he said. It was like static in the background. It was annoying to me so I paid it no mind. Everything starts spinning besides Sato-san. As if he is the only sane one in this room. I feel my eyes start to droop. The static starts to get louder in the haze in my mind. I believe Sato-san brushes a strand of hair out of my eyes before I fall to what seems to be an eternity of darkness but at this point I can't seem to tell the difference between reality and illusions.

-Line Break-

Location: Uknown

Darkness oh how so familiar.

Silence.

Numbness all so comforting

Silent tears finally being released from their dams.

Is my soul so condemned to the point where I'm surrounded in darkness with not even my thoughts to echo in these forbidden depths?

I huddle my knees together as my silent tears drip onto my body.

The only place where I can let my weakness show, silent because they are not necessary. I don't even think I can let sobs rock my body because I don't think I know how.

The tension in my heart is unbearable when did I become so caring?

Laughter. Echoing in these onyx depths. Is it mine? Crazed as some may say. If I stop laughing I don't know what I'll do.

I look at my hands. Beautiful shades of red stain them. The substance is so beautiful when it gets stuck to my fingers.

I see my reflection staring back at me, but with only green eyes. Why does she look so content while I'm suffering looking pitiful with my tear streaked face.

I look at my body I see the cracks and wounds that have been left over the years. I guess physically wounds never truly go away. Your eyes may not see them but they are always there.

The red substance envelopes me and my reflection into a blanket of warmness. I find myself standing within arm's reach of my reflection.

We are both enveloped in long flowing red dresses with blotches of red flowing around us.

She reached out her arm as if she was slowly trying to stroke my face.

-End-

"ACKKK!" I snapped open my eyes to be greeted with the same room as before. 'WHAT THE FLIPPIN FRACKIN FUCKIN HELL WAS THAT?' I found myself fisting my hands into Sato-san's shirt with my head resting on his chest. Oh hell even my leg was over his I looked like I was clutching on to him for dear life. (Sigh) I finally looked up to see Sato-san with those same dark scarlet eyes maybe even darker? His gaze was still hooded but yet I still can't seem to read to enigma that is Sato-san. He is better at hiding his emotions than anyone Iv'e known. I hate to admit it but even myself. I do a double take at his eyes. Maybe I imagined how bright his eyes were earlier?

"Well seems like you finally woken up" He said.

"How long have I've been out?"

"15 hours you were poisoned."

Well that explains whatever the hell I just saw. "How did we end up here?"

"I carried you here, you were unconscious."

Well duh of course I was flipping unconscious I'm not a dumbass. "Where are we exactly?"

"Where in the main tower where the king is he is currently watching over us.

"Um why the hell do I look like this?" I wasn't mad….. yet I was curious what the hell happened to my clothes. Huh… hell is becoming my favorite word.

"Let's just say there weren't the most decent of fellows and didn't take too kindly too me taking a pretty hostage."

'They tried to fucking rape me. In other terms.'

"How did I end up you know in this position?" I felt my cheeks heat up a little bit.

He didn't smile but I think I saw a hint of mischievousness in those depths. "You clung to me in your sleep, you had a vice like grip on me so I just stayed here."

I became vaguely aware of my chest smashed up against him, and it was cold…. I tried to be as composed as I can and let go off him and sat up on the bed.

I coughed." D-Do you know where there are any clothes I can put on?"

He gestured to a small closet.

I nodded.

I saw him open the door out the corner of my eye. Just as I was about to walk over to the closet he said. "There are some bras in there in case you were wondering I don't know how you managed with those small wraps you had." I could feel him laughing. He didn't show it but just by the tone of his voice it was well implied.

I didn't even turn around because dammit I would have been blushing furiously. I heard the door click softly and I finally let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

I gathered my wits and made my way over to the closet. The clothes I saw in the closet made we want to curse Sato-san or whoever put these clothes in here for me to wear to the 7 depths of hell. I mean really they have fricking lingerie and frilly shit in here. I mean dresses really I'm not trying to draw attention to myself. Oh hell I'm not even staying in this town long anyway.

I mean whoever put this in here is obviously trying to torment me. Do they not know I want to look as inconspicuous as possible that includes people not knowing my gender. I picked a dress that had a high waisted black skirt that went to mid-thigh. The skirt was kind of poofy so it flared a little. Connected to the skirt was a long sleeved shirt that had big white and black stripes going horizontally.

There was a medium bow right on the chest area. The simplest underwear set I could find were black and a little bit lacey. 'Tch bastards…' I looked myself over. My chest are looked way bigger that usually without the wraps and I looked too curvy to myself. Don't get me wrong it's not like I dislike my body well just a small bit a.k.a my eyes. It's just I don't want everyone to see. I mean yeah I use to not like my body because it was just a way for people to target me more but I got better at hiding myself so I got over it.

I looked at my plain feet. I was about to walk out with no shoes just like that when I heard Sato-san yell "You better not even think about it Shin-sama would be mad!" The hell? Damnit I trudged back to the closet. I busted out laughing did they seriously think that I would walk out in heels? I barely walk out in shoes as it is. I sighed and finally came across some simple black flats.

They were actually comfortable. I felt better without the constricting pain on my chest. It was relief but I stumbled a little because of the weight. When I think of it how did they know my size? I drag a hand over my face. "Let's just get this over with…" I mumbled to myself.

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