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[When I was very, very small...my world consisted of Hiroshi, my mother, and whatever scenery I could see beyond the sliding door. Those things...and nothing else.]
Sound Advisor: The birth of a child with the spirit of Manda. It's a cause for great celebration in Otakagure, you know. Tyson-san goes without saying, but I'm certain the deceased former ruler of the village is also pleased.
Tori: *Koff*
Tori's mother: I'm worried that the boy is too sickly and weak. He might make a poor companion and fall out of favor.
Sound Advisor: Now, now. There's no need to worry. I'm told that there's a bond between Manda and the royal members of the Sound village that can't be expressed in words. I'm sure they'll get along right away.
Tori: *Koff koff koff koff*
Tori's Mother: Tori...don't cough in front of Hiro-san. Hiroshi-san. I've brought him for you. What? Wh-Why are you crying, Tori? Stop that-- it's rude!
[But...it wasn't up to me. In the unknown depths of my heart, something cried out. I wanted to see him. I didn't want to see him. I want to hold him close...and yet run away.]
Sound Advisor: It's all right. The older shinobi and naga's of the village cried before him as well. What else could one call it but a "bond?" Like an unbreakable karmic link.
[Loved...and hated.]
Hiroshi: We meet at last. Hello...my vengeful little Tori.
[My earliest memories are all with Hiroshi.]
Hiroshi: You know something? Manda is the greatest pride of Otakagure. He ws the closest to my grandfather and my father. That means you're the one closest to me...and you're special like me, too.
[ As Hiroshi's playmate, I spent all my days indoors. I was still very young. I tended to believe what I was told.]
Hiroshi: AGH, SHUT UP! WOULD YOU QUIT COUGHING?! IT'S GETTING ON MY NERVES!Tori: *Koff*
Hiroshi:...
[Still...Hiroshi had a bad temper...but I think it was different from how he is now. Come to think of it...he would even cry. If I'm remembering right. I saw him with Lord Tyson a few times. He was rocking him to sleep. Something was sad, maybe? Or frightening? It happened so suddenly. One day...Hiroshi lost it.]
Hiroshi: You see this? My world is a black place, Tori. I have to make my room match.
Tori: Hiroshi...?
Hiroshi: And you, Tori. You're pitch black, too. We're always together, so you have to be black, too. We have to be the same to be fair, right?...No...no, we can't be the same. That would make me unnecessary.
Tori: Hiroshi--
Hiroshi: But I'm chosen. I'm needed! I'M HERE BECAUSE I HAVE TO BE! I'M NOT THE SAME AS YOU! YOU'RE JUST MY TOY. YOUR MOTHER GAVE YOU TO ME. THAT'S AS GOOD AS GETTING ABANDONED! HA HA HA! Don't you get it?! EVERYBODY HATES MANDA, STUPID! NOBODY CARES! NOBODY CARES ABOUT YOU! YOU NEED ME. IF I DIDN'T CARE ABOUT YOU...THERE'D BE NO REASON FOR YOU TO BE ALIVE!
[ How long was it... that my mother didn't come? After that...I realized something. I'd never shared a word with the other shinobi or naga's in the village. I was always with Hiroshi. I hadn't even spoken to the boy that was my brother.]
Hiroshi: Don't misunderstand. This world is black. Just like your life, Tori. There are bo possibilites, no hopes...you'll live on a pitch-black path. So don't misunderstand...and think that one day you'll be saved.
[ It was every day. He made me listen to those terrible words every day. His pitch black words. Hiroshi carved them into me. Before I knew it...they started to seem like the truth. Of course. Why wouldn't they? Even if I reached out my hand...even if I wanted to be saved...I was afraid. I didn't want them to look at me...with eyes of indifference. Or eyes of hate. I couldn't expect anyone to come for me. Especially my parents; they had no desire to change things. Inside the village... my parents were " winners."
Ninja academy. That was a painful place for me. I avoided interacting with the people who surrounded me. Honestly, I didn't know how to interact with them. And I didn't want to be hated anymore. And yet...I still couldn't avoid everything.]
Boy 1: Let's go play!
Tori: ...excuse me?
Boy 1: You've gotta be bored being alone all the time.
Boy 2: Wanna play soccer?
Tori: Er...nn.
Boy 1: What's wrong? C'mon! Let's be friends!
Tori: Be...friends?
Boy 2: Sure! Now c'mon! We wanna play, Tori!
[ Friends. Friends. It was my very first time. I was happy. I didn't know what to do with myself, I was so happy.
 XxDarkMalicexX · Tue Mar 18, 2008 @ 09:07pm · 0 Comments |
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