"Mouse," called out a deep voice, sympathy and playfulness almost convincing Sakura to come out. What felt like the thousandth time she ignored the man calling her, hiding behind the large drapes with her knee's tucked to her chest. She fought back the tears that wanted to fall, not wanting anyone to see her moment of weakness.
"Flower." Came another unmistakable voice, this one much deeper and filled with adoration. She made the motions of sighing without letting a single noise leave her. She didn't want to see anyone at the moment.
"Oh no," she heard the first male speak again, she pictured his mouth turned into a cute pout. "I thought for sure she was in here." She heard a couple things moving around. Her curiosity was peaked, but she knew better than to make herself known. One of her first lessons taught was that she didn't need to know everything.
"Let's go look somewhere else." The deeper voice sighed and even though she was beyond upset she felt pride in tricking the two elders. Hearing the door shut she waited a heart beat before fighting the thick curtain off of her and stepping into the room. A pair of large arms wrapped around her small torso, followed by a deep chuckle as her back was pressed to the males hsrd chest. "Found you, mouse." She fought against his hold, his physical features too much of a reminded of bully Madara. Sakura hissed and clawed at the air, eyes locked onto her captors older brother.
"Leave me be," she snarled, even going as far as to bark at the two. They weren't intimidated in the least and instead laughed and cooed at her, telling her how cute she was when she was angry. "Ashura-sama, Indra-sama I do not wish to play with you." She tried to sound as demanding as possible even as she felt her body slacken, the fight leaving her as she thought back to the reason she was so upset.
They stopped their laughing, walking closer to the two Indra cupped the small girls cheeks in his hand as he leaned down and looked her in the face. "What has you so upset, flower?" Ashura shifted her a bit, her tiny legs now wrapped around his waist, arms draped around his neck and head on his shoulder. His forearm used as a chair so she didn't fall. Indra lowered ome hand, the other slipping from her cheek to her shoulder, down her arm, and then stopping to firmly grasp her hand in his.
"King Madara won't let me out of the compound." Sakura snarled and balled her hands into fists as she rubbed violently at eyes, trying to stop the trail of tears from showing.
"Sakura, you are his, and every other beingbin this realms Queen." Ashura stressed the title, "You need no ones permission but your own." True she was still a child and human, but she would be the ruler of them all one day soon. Madara and Hashirama and Yagura were nothing but fillers; they were frauds in kings clothing. They were there to advise her on her choices, not command her to their will. Ashura wanted to rip them a new one. He had been around the very fist time Sakura had been born, his queen was a god in child's clothing.
Indra gave his younger a brother a glare, silencing him. She was not but a child, and while her future was bright kids tended to think like kids and not adults. Still, he hated to see her so distressed. "Ashura and I were just about to leave. Would you like to go with us, flower?" It didn't take long for his little brother to catch on to the excuse of leaving, both knowing they originally had no plan to leave.
Sakura sniffled and looked between the two elders. "The Kings will get mad."
Indra hissed at even the idea that she thought he would be afraid of those brats, the three kings were old but Indra and Ashura were ancient. "What could those brats possibly do?" Ashura laughed and rubbed her back. They retired from their throne centuries ago, giving Madara the chance to step up. They had both been impressed by Madara's competences, even going so far as to let the man train under their belts; the only other person after Sakura. "You forget, mouse, we may not sit in a chair at a round table, but we are in line right after you."
Sakura would once again rule their realm, one of the strongest beings ever created. Indra and Ashura, her gaurds since her very first breath were right behind her in strength. They had pledged their lives to the pink haired baby, her green eyes quickly connecting with their own. They had been drawn into her web since the very beginning. Just as everyone ever laying eyes on the queen were drawn into her web, willingly.
Sakura smiled and wrapped her arms around his shoulders tighter, giving him a small and nervous squeeze, "I wanna go to the village."
Ashura put her down and smiled at his brother, both standing next to each other and directly in front of Sakura. They bowed deeply and smiled as they spoke at the same time, "As you wish, my queen."
does anyone remeber the song dirty little secert by the all american rejects? i was watching the music video to that and died when a woman said she loved only two of her kids.
anyway, hope you guys like this update.