Meeting

Shifironodenmaru---


You probably already know what I'm doing here. I don't post unless told to, and Suya wants me to do it again, so I will. Though this time...I'm not quite sure what to write about. Last time I wrote about one of my first and only memories with my family. I could write about recent events, but that's not what she wants. Writing about being...what I was...would be hard. But that's what she wants me to write about I think. She didn't really give me anything to work with, no hints or anything. *sighs* I guess, writing about the past is necessary in order to get over it...not that what happened to me is something you get over at all. Though she seems to be doing alright...ahem. Anyway, here goes nothing...

"What's the matter, pet?"
"..."
"Speak truth. What is wrong?"
"Nothing, ma'am."
"Fine."

The mistress walked out of the cell, encasing me in the darkness that was the windowless, lightless 'room' I was confined to. I crawled over to the corner and pulled my knees to my chest, wrapping my arms around them. Absently I looked over the pile of blankets on the floor for my bed and the small silver bucket for my bathroom. I heard a sliding noise and looked over at the door, as a tray flew through the slit at the bottom. The tray of mush hit against the wall and flew everywhere, splattering me, and the wall with it's disgusting contents. Wiping off my face with the back of my hand I thought why they were feeding me now. Perhaps so I could feed them later.

"Shifiro?"

I smiled when I heard my name flow from the lips of the girl standing in the doorway. I looked up at her from where I sat taking her in.

"Suya. You were allowed here?"
"No. Master does not know, I had to give the guards...something."
"You have sacrificed more than needed."
"Not enough."

She came and sat next to me, and I felt bad for having her sit on the floor. She deserved so much better. She should have a nice soft chair to sit in, of even a couch. Something. She smiled at me, not daring to touch me however. I understood why, and kept my distance from her just the same. Should we touch, our scents would mix more, and her coming here would be evident to her Master. I did not enjoy the thought of her punishment.

"I'm glad you came."
"Me too."
"Have you eaten?"
"Have you?"
"No, but I'm not as important."
"Shifiro."
"Tis true."

She shook her head and looked around, frowning. I knew her room was much better conditions than mine. But she was also used for so much more than I was. I noticed then that her hair had been cut. I inquired softly on why that was. She held in a breath for a second and looked at me, her eyes suddenly glimmering with tears, and I regret asking. Before I could take back my question she spoke, ever so softly. Her voice filled with a haunting sorrow.

"Master said it got in his way...He ordered it cut..."

As she continued to explain, a great anger rose in me. An anger that I had never felt before, soon I was shaking with rage, and I felt my eyes flash a new color. She watched me, concerned, then smiled as she caught hold of my scent. One of a male needing revenge, needing to redeem those he loves. She took my hand then, and whispered softly. Calming me.

"It will grow back."
"That may be. But it doesn't put aside the fact tha-"
"Quiet. Do you hear that?"

I focused on her and listened closely to the hall outside. Footsteps. Not a good sign. The only people who came down this particular hall were the Mistress, her guests, and the guards. No one else. Suya's eyes went wide with fear, for her Master had taken a detour to find her.

"Suya..."
"It's alright Shifiro. I'll be okay. Just look at the wall."
"No I..."

Her Master entered the room then. Slamming the door back against the wall, glaring death. He stood about 6'10, with short blonde hair and baby blue eyes...well normally they were blue. Now they were tinged a dark red color, meaning he was either suffering from extreme hunger or he was a little mad.

"What are you doing here?"
"I apologize, Master."
"Get up."

Suya began shaking, fearful, and I tried to continue watching, just in case this as the last time I ever saw her. Everytime was the last time. She stood and went to him, head low, exposing the many bite marks along her neck. In a flash his hand went to her neck, picking her up from the ground, I heard her gasp and a growl rose in my throat. I balled my fists, resisting my sudden instincts. The Masters eyes snapped to mine and held them there. Momentarily paralyzed, I soon realized he was calling the Mistress.

"Maylene. Maylene, come look at your pet."
"Are you bothering him again, Qui?"
"No but he's bothering me. Again I have found them together."

Mistress joined the Master in the doorway, disapproval in her eyes. She shook her head, and I glanced at Suya, whose hands were gripping the Masters limply. She was running out of air, no doubt her eyes were glossing as well.

"Suya!"

Without thinking the words left my lips and I was at her side in seconds, pulling her from his grip. Just as quickly I was knocked back against the wall, and shrouded in darkness. The last thing I heard...

"S-shifiro..."

When I awoke I was in a new room. Though it was pitch black, I could tell by the way the room felt and smelled. I was also wearing clothes now, which bothered me for some reason. I groped around the small, incredibly small, room searching for anything. I then had the sense that I was moving, the walls were much too smooth. This could only mean one thing; I was being transferred. I would never see Suya again. Had I even saved her? Were my efforts in vain? Would I live to find out? I curled up into a ball and thought about what I would want on my death stone.

Shifironodenmaru
Age 8
"Taken By Love"

Of course I would never get one of those but if I did that's what I would want it to say. Whatever I was being moved in hit against something, slamming me up against the side. Willingly this time, I sank into further darkness.

Alright, that's it. You won't get another one of these for a while I hope...Farewell.

Lost,
Shifironodenmaru