Hi!~ I'm really new to this, so some corrections, or idea's are needed!Thank you for reading this, and I hope you're happy with it. -Golden Garden *w*

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I speed walk with my head down the street wishing my apartment was closer. I just finished a fight with the stupid monkey, and although I wasn't really the one who stopped it, I'm still pleased it's over with, his annoying word's scratch my heart, and peirce my soul. Trying to walk faster I almost walk out onto the street and get hit by a car but I bring myself out of thought just in time. 'The way words roll off his tougne, they are starting to scare me.' I think to myself trying to understand this nagging feeling in my chest. In the end I cant fin any other word's to describe the feeling other then being scared of him. 'I want to see him.' I catch myself thinking and try to shake it out of my head. 'I must be going crazy.' I reassure myself. 'I'm going crazy because of 's all his fault.'

Eventually I reach my apartment the Autum air scratching at my cheek's and nose. I reach into my right pant's pocket, pulling out the key's and unlocking the door. Stepping through the door is heavenly as warmth reaches every part of my body it can mangae to, it's not especially warm in here, but it's better then outside, 'what a cold day.' I tell myself happy I at least have a jacket.

I kick off my shoes and throw my jacket onto a hanger in the closet. My usual black tank top is pretty much stuck to my body with disgusting cold sweat from the fight. I sigh and walk to the bathroom my whole body aching imensely , as if the fight were still going on.

Closing the bathroom door I turn on the shower and strip down while waiting for the water to heat up. I stick my hand in checking the temperature and then step in opening and then closing the white shower curtain.

Feeling the hot water run across my torso and down my leg's let's me release a content sigh. I turn around letting my back be coated in the warmth, and then my hair as well. A warm, passionate smile is what I feel form on my lip's. As I wash my hair I run over the fight in my mind, his movement's are so vivid as if I'm still fighting him.

His pained face when I told...Well, shouted at him, 'I'm sick of you!', toy's with my brain a little. I've never seen him make that face...Except one other time, back when we were still friend's. He had the same face when we had gotten into a fight about me trying to get a girlfriend, in the end it didn't work out for me and her, and Saru apologized.

Turning the shower off, I open the curtain allowing the left over steam to hit my body slowly cooling me down. Part of me wishes that we were still friends but I push the thought away feeling stupid. 'Friend's with that beast?I wouldn't last three seconds.' I assure myself making sure the thought will never trouble me again.

Drying my leg's, torso, arm's, and hair, just enough so that I'm not dripping all over the floor is a wise choice due to last time's slip-across-the-bathroom-floor-stunt. I walk to the mirror and write "HOMURA" in the steam filled mirror with capital letter's before wiping it down enough to see my hair, as I dry and comb it. Exiting the bathroom and going to my bedroom is a frozen hell. Reaching the door I throw on boxer's and a tank top as fast as possible while goose bump's coat my arms.

'Damn!Why the heck is it so cold!?' I ask myself as I consider putting a blanket around myself while I get something to eat. In the end I decide not to because it would be pointless if there's a blanket on the couch, even if it isn't as warm.

Eventually I exit my bedroom somewhat warmer because I was sitting over a vent, and as I do the first thing I get myself is some hot chocolate, one of the few warm things to devour left in this small cold apartment. Soon I have a full cup in my hand and I'm watching cartoons on a low volume. I take a look out the window seeing the dark sky that feels empty for some reason, I try to decipher my feelings but cant, so, like always, I push it away.

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Waking up I can still feel my bones ache from yesterday. Groaning I roll to face the ceiling and take a deep breath, the air is unforgiving, but warmer then yesterday so I cant complain. I feel a pain in my chest, not something that stings, or aches, it burns, I feel like I might melt away out of sadness and embarrassment, but with no reason. This has been going on for half a year, I cant recal what happened that might cause it, but I know I just need to sit and rest until it goes away, same as every other time.

Eventually the pain stops after one hour and I can move again, I grab my coffee mug I had used last night and wash it out. Sighing I drop my face into my plams and lean against the sink edge trying to think straight and orgnaize myself. Today being a normal day, there isn't much I need to do, I might head down to Homura later but for now, I need to rest, Something is hurting me, so I need to sleep it away.

It's been four hour's since I moved to go wash out that cup. I look at the clock pinned to my wall above the crappy T.V showing the news, and pull the blanket that clong's to me, up to my chin. '12:00' I almost whisper the words but my mouth will only move not say anything. I don't know why this feeling is stopping me from thinking straight but it's deffinetly something I'm not framiliar with. I remember how when mom left dad the first time, he refused to move, he had stopped eating, he looked as if not a thought was in his head, he quit his job, he started heavily drinking. I push away those gross thought's remembering I never have to deal with those people again.

Rolling I refuse to face the T.V not wanting to hear or see anything going on outside, why should it matter to me, it's just mentioning unfortunate people anyway. 'They have nothing to do with me.' I assure myself not wanting to become infactuated with people getting hurt and dying. The T.V is almost getting louder the more I try to block it out, and so I eventually snap and roll over throwing the blanket off me and turning it off.

All I want to do is go to sleep, so I do. I fall into a deep sleep, I watch myself and Saru smiling, laughing, playing games, chatting, and I feel a warm feeling in my heart, the bad feelings melt away, I watch myself tease him, and I stare as he plays pranks on me, neither of them able to see the me now. Then I see Saru and I fighting, just that one time had we ever fought. I watch myself get turned down, I watch Saru comfort me and keep me standing. And then I watch as he Scratchs that one special mark on his chest, burning it away, I watch myself walk away, I watch us become enemies.

I wake up and tear's are all over my face, I cant figure out why, he had done something terrible, I had to leave him behind, there was nothing else I could do. Not being able to stop the tears I start to choke on my breath a little, I sniffle, and let the tears block my vision. Snappign out of it, I nearly laugh at myself, 'This isn't me!I'm better then this!Tear's don't rule me, I'm stronger, and more fulfilled then those who let tear's fall down their face!' I convince myself standing up. It's 3:00 in the afternoon now and I can finally stand up straight.

My phone ring's on the counter making the whole table shake underneath it. I bend over and pick it up, pressing the talk button and pressing it to my ear. "Hello~" I hear in a stupidly up beat tone. I consider just hanging up but I know he'll call again. "What do you want stupid monkey?" I growl into the phone as I walk to my bedroom door and walk in. "I just wanna know where little Misaki is. After all you didn't show up at that stupid thing your 'friends' got into." At first his voice had chirped but it dropped to sarcastic, pitiful, and instagating near the end. "Don't call me that!"I hiss into the phone. "MI~SA~KI~" he chuckles into the phone in a teasing voice. furious I hang up the phone and throw it on my bed as I close the door lightly behind me. Going to my closet, I throw it open and get a pair of pants on and change my tank top. I search for my sweater and my phone goes crazy with text's, one afteer the other all from the same stupid monkey. Turning the sound off I find my sweater and throw it on, when I head back to my phone I see 42 new text's. All of them ask where I am, what I'm doing, where I'm heading, why I'm going there, and when can we chat. The last few I don't expect but don't care, I continue ignoring the text' get ready

I head to base and am greeted with happy faces, I assume the plan was success. "Yatta!You missed the fun!" Kamamoto laugh's throwing his arm over my I walk over to the couch with him and they give me the details, until one question bashes into my ear drums and making me try to think of an excuse. "I was up really late so I woke up around 12:00. After that I couldn't find my phone so I didn't know anything was being carried out, I just rested some more, the stupid monkey gave me trouble yesterday." I say making it up as I go along.

Soon I get a call so I take out my phone and chat a bit with someone proposing a job for homura to carry out, in the end I turn it down and stupidly throw my phone on the table. Getting up to go get a drink I come back to see Kamamoto holding my phone out to me. "You gonna answer any of these?" he ask's, obviously not reading who they were from because he said it with a smile on his face. Snatching the phone from his grip with a small frown on my face I read aloud "134 new messages" under my breath. Sitting down Kamamoto look's at me like I'm an idiot. I ignore him and take a sip of my pop feeling it quench the thirst I only just realized I had. "It's rude not to answer, you should text them back." Kamamoto says calmly and with giving him a death stare I drop my head 'Fine fatty!' I think to myself picking my phone back up and trying not to just break it.

'Stop bugging me, stupid goddamn monkey :).' I send calmly trying not to completely loose it. We go on with the conversation when I get the pain in my chest again, I nearly drop my drink but I hold onto it and pretend that nothing's wrong.

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Soon I'm walking to the convenience store getting dinner for me, myself, and I. Each step is something that makes me question why the hell I keep getting those pains, I wonder what they are, but something inside me is telling me I already know.

I end up buying three noodle cups, a meat bun, pocky, a bag of chips, and a bottle of pop. Realizing how hungry I really am I, I snatch the pocky out of one of my bags and tear it open with my teeth. Eventually I get home and smash my hand against the light making the lights flicker on like a horror movie. I walk in and kick off my shoes, drop my bags and throw off my jacket.

Later I find myself still unshowered, watching horror movie on my couch, with bags of candy and drinking pop. I feel like a glutton, but wouldn't mind putting on a few pounds, if fatty can still move I'll be able to.

The jump scare is aout to come up when an idiot enters through the balcony making me flip out. Looking to see Saru walking towards me is the scariest crap ever. I've pushed myself against the one armrest and am trying to calm myself down so I can kick his ass, but before I know it Saruhiko has me pinned down on my own couch. I wiggle underneath him desiring escape. His grip tightens and I let out a small yelp unintentionally. "I haven't seen you all day Misaki..." He trails off speaking softly in my ear. Trying to shake him off all I manage to do is knock the two small square pillows off the couch along with the blanket."I told you not to call me that!"I growl at him in a anger filled voice. He smiles down at me mocking my inability to move.

Trying again and again to flip him off me, he presses his hands harder against my wrists. 'Struggle is futile.' my brain tells me, but I don't give in, the couch is wobbling and Saruhiko brings his face closer to mine to kill my pride. I catch myself stop struggling but I cant start again, I'm helpless, and screaming isn't an option for me.I refuse to give in.

Suddenly I feel something warm pressing against my lips in a way that's almost brutal. Opening my eye's I see the stupid monkey's eye's closed and immediatly know what's going first I resist but I start falling into it, 'No, STOP!I need to fight back!' I tell myself, but I'm unable to.

After that kiss he removes himself and turn's to leave. I jump up and throw my hands around his waist. "Wait!"I tell him and he look's down to me with a surprised look painted over his usual crazed face. "Are you drunk?"He ask's me and I become offened again. I clench my fists releasing his waist. "Hell no!"I shout at him and he turns to me talking two steps forward and kissing me again. One of his hands slip to my pants and his other pulling me close. He does nothing but kiss me until he releases and I fall to the floor. He exits using the balcony and I'm left sitting there like an idiot."Don't make a fool of me!"I hiss under my breath. Slowly but surely I creep back to my warm couch, laying down and switching the channel to some old cartoons.

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Hi!I hope you enjoyed this Sarumisa!I was just sitting around wondering what I should write, and this popped into mind!I'm coming up with idea's on how it should go, so if you have any ideas send me a review!Thank you for reading -Golden Garden *w*