1 A girl, a guy and a third wheel [private] Thu Jul 26, 2018 4:48 pm
Fuyuko
A-rank
Fuyuko rolled over while she was sleeping. As her subconscious wasn’t able to feel the firm skin of her boyfriend it awakened her in a blurry daze. The effort it required to keep her eyes open made her decide to keep them shut and just search over the bed with her hands. Giving them just enough strength to move them around before they would flop back onto the bed. After having searched for a little bit and never feeling anything but the soft fabric of the sheet it made her eyes shoot open. The little moonlight that was present in her room revealed to her that she was the only one that was present in the room. The grogginess that she had been feeling just seconds before had been overthrown by a sense of dread. They hadn’t been together for all that long at this point and not finding him in her bed while they were supposed to be sleeping had gotten her worried. It didn’t help that she felt like she didn’t really deserve him. The man was so gentle and kind, truly a white knight in shining armor. At least that’s how she perceived him. Had she done something wrong? she wondered to herself.
She tried her best to not immediately jump out of the bed and run through the house searching for him. Perhaps he was just getting a drink, or maybe he was just going to the toilet. Those things were certainly within the realm of possibilities. What if he found her worried over nothing? Surely he would find her a hassle if that was the case. So she decided to just to keep lying in bed and just await his return, surely it wouldn’t take too long.
Her eyes fixated at the door, her trained ears listening for any possible noise that could be made within the house. Seconds that felt like minutes past by, before they turned into actual minutes. Fuyuko’s thoughts were starting to consume her, the eerie feeling that she had been feeling in her gut from the beginning starting to take control. Something was wrong, she just didn’t know what. No longer being able to keep her feelings in check she jumped out of bed and almost ran through all the rooms within the house. Every door swung open with force and expecting to find him only to be met with disappointment. He wasn’t there, he wasn’t home. She did find some of his belongings in her house, so possibly he was just doing something else? Surely he wouldn’t just leave her behind without taking all of his stuff or was that all part of the plan? It was at this point that she caught on how desperate her own thoughts had become. It was just an endless spiral that wasn’t stopping. One thought onto the next just reinforcing what had been said before.
However it wasn’t time to mope, she would find him, even if it was the last thing she did. Without grabbing any of her gear or changing her clothes she rushed over to the front door and went out of her house. Barefoot Fuyuko started to run around the streets of the mist village in search of the man she had fallen in love with. Her mind finding it’s path towards despair as the moon slowly shifted through the night. The single soul that she’d sometimes find in the streets got her hopes up until she saw their faces and just be met with another setback. Tears that had slowly been forming started to roll down her cheeks without sound. She wasn’t giving up, she picked up the pace as she started to run faster through the alleys of the village. Looking at every crook and cranny this place had to offer.
A flash of light was seen in the distant sky, having no real clue where to look, it was the next best thing to go and check out. Her legs carrying her as fast as they possibly could, almost tripping a lot of the times as she pushed her body to its limits. The light carried her out of the village and into the woods. The trees covered the distant skylight and so she just ran aimlessly in the woods in the direction she had been running. Eventually the light would appear in the distance again between the trees. Filled with new hope she pushed her body past its limits and so ended up tripping over one of the branches that stuck out of the ground. Resulting in her falling face first into the ground. Her night gown now stain with dirt along with the rest of her body. Her tripping and rushing past all the bushes and branches tearing it slowly apart as well. However there was no stopping her. Placing both of her hands onto the ground she got herself up again and continued her march towards the light.
The temperature increased as she closed the gap between herself and the light source, eventually revealing the light came from a large fire. Amongst the flames stood a man. Fuyuko couldn’t really believe what she was seeing, in middle of it all stood the man she cared so deeply for. Hot fire flying out his mouth. She didn’t know he was this type of man. It made her wonder if she had jumped onto the ship too fast instead of taking it easy and watching where it would go. However there was something about him that made her question his actions, his facial expression seemed like he wasn’t himself, he seemed to be in a lot of pain. Fuyuko weaved some signs and spew water at the flames as she was running at them, before jumping through the flames.
“Takao!” she yelled as soon as she stopped breathing the water. She kept running at him. A normal person would’ve probably hesitated as they watched a man that was going berserk, probably call out to them at a distance, but not Fuyuko. There was no logic behind her actions, she just didn’t want to see him suffer so much pain. So without assessing the situation properly and seeing what kind of risk there could be she kept running at him. When she was close enough she would jump at him and just tackle him to the ground and hold him. If she were to succeed she would just hold onto him tight and speak to him “It’s okay! I don’t know what’s going on, but it’s all going to be okay!” she would almost yell at him with a teary voice. If he were to dodge her rather straightforward ‘attack’ she would tumble through and get back on her feet. Turn around and stare at him with watery eyes and just ask a simple question with a voice that was filled with nothing, “why?”
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She tried her best to not immediately jump out of the bed and run through the house searching for him. Perhaps he was just getting a drink, or maybe he was just going to the toilet. Those things were certainly within the realm of possibilities. What if he found her worried over nothing? Surely he would find her a hassle if that was the case. So she decided to just to keep lying in bed and just await his return, surely it wouldn’t take too long.
Her eyes fixated at the door, her trained ears listening for any possible noise that could be made within the house. Seconds that felt like minutes past by, before they turned into actual minutes. Fuyuko’s thoughts were starting to consume her, the eerie feeling that she had been feeling in her gut from the beginning starting to take control. Something was wrong, she just didn’t know what. No longer being able to keep her feelings in check she jumped out of bed and almost ran through all the rooms within the house. Every door swung open with force and expecting to find him only to be met with disappointment. He wasn’t there, he wasn’t home. She did find some of his belongings in her house, so possibly he was just doing something else? Surely he wouldn’t just leave her behind without taking all of his stuff or was that all part of the plan? It was at this point that she caught on how desperate her own thoughts had become. It was just an endless spiral that wasn’t stopping. One thought onto the next just reinforcing what had been said before.
However it wasn’t time to mope, she would find him, even if it was the last thing she did. Without grabbing any of her gear or changing her clothes she rushed over to the front door and went out of her house. Barefoot Fuyuko started to run around the streets of the mist village in search of the man she had fallen in love with. Her mind finding it’s path towards despair as the moon slowly shifted through the night. The single soul that she’d sometimes find in the streets got her hopes up until she saw their faces and just be met with another setback. Tears that had slowly been forming started to roll down her cheeks without sound. She wasn’t giving up, she picked up the pace as she started to run faster through the alleys of the village. Looking at every crook and cranny this place had to offer.
A flash of light was seen in the distant sky, having no real clue where to look, it was the next best thing to go and check out. Her legs carrying her as fast as they possibly could, almost tripping a lot of the times as she pushed her body to its limits. The light carried her out of the village and into the woods. The trees covered the distant skylight and so she just ran aimlessly in the woods in the direction she had been running. Eventually the light would appear in the distance again between the trees. Filled with new hope she pushed her body past its limits and so ended up tripping over one of the branches that stuck out of the ground. Resulting in her falling face first into the ground. Her night gown now stain with dirt along with the rest of her body. Her tripping and rushing past all the bushes and branches tearing it slowly apart as well. However there was no stopping her. Placing both of her hands onto the ground she got herself up again and continued her march towards the light.
The temperature increased as she closed the gap between herself and the light source, eventually revealing the light came from a large fire. Amongst the flames stood a man. Fuyuko couldn’t really believe what she was seeing, in middle of it all stood the man she cared so deeply for. Hot fire flying out his mouth. She didn’t know he was this type of man. It made her wonder if she had jumped onto the ship too fast instead of taking it easy and watching where it would go. However there was something about him that made her question his actions, his facial expression seemed like he wasn’t himself, he seemed to be in a lot of pain. Fuyuko weaved some signs and spew water at the flames as she was running at them, before jumping through the flames.
“Takao!” she yelled as soon as she stopped breathing the water. She kept running at him. A normal person would’ve probably hesitated as they watched a man that was going berserk, probably call out to them at a distance, but not Fuyuko. There was no logic behind her actions, she just didn’t want to see him suffer so much pain. So without assessing the situation properly and seeing what kind of risk there could be she kept running at him. When she was close enough she would jump at him and just tackle him to the ground and hold him. If she were to succeed she would just hold onto him tight and speak to him “It’s okay! I don’t know what’s going on, but it’s all going to be okay!” she would almost yell at him with a teary voice. If he were to dodge her rather straightforward ‘attack’ she would tumble through and get back on her feet. Turn around and stare at him with watery eyes and just ask a simple question with a voice that was filled with nothing, “why?”
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