Puppeteer's Game

It was cold this night, far colder than I've ever bothered to feel. No word can describe how I was feeling at this moment, happiness? Relief ? Pleasure? Nothing came to mind as I stared at the beautiful night sky exposed to me. Tonight was the night before my birthday, a day that I can finally be alone, away from the ton of work waiting for me at home, and the annoying neighbors that kept knocking on my door for the latest gossip. My life so simple, yet tiring is something I am completely grateful for.

Its much more bearable than any other kind of life that could have been mine, but lets not get into that. A small twitter from the trees far ahead of me startled me from my occupied state. I rose from my place on the ground, and quickly patted down my butt and thighs just incase any remnants from the ground decided to stick around. I walked towards the tree, listening intently to where the sound emanated from, far behind the trees. The twitter stopped all the together once I was barely a few feet away from the trees.

I strained my ears to hear the strange sound, and groaned in frustration. Bloody hell. I turned to make my leave but my surroundings didn't seem familiar to me. The night seemed to have morphed when my mind and eyes were not prepared; it now seems that I am lost in the very forest I take comfort from. The moon was gone also, blocked out by the opaque clouds of the night. Nothing was helpful for my search towards the road, or better yet my home.

"Sakura…" my head tilted slightly to the side, shock and a strange foreboding flooding my thoughts. "Hello? Is someone out here?" I called out, feeling the hairs in the back of my neck and arms stiffen. The grass below my feet crunching along with the dirt, and the soil. I turned my head at the rustle of the leaves to my left, barely visible to me. I stepped back, fear clouding the little sense I had of returning home. "Sakura…" the sound was closer, almost a hairs length away from my ear.

I swallowed the scream that was close to escaping from my throat and turned slowly around. Nothing was there, just the ever darkening night. I made a step forward, and heard a small squeak emanate from the ground. I jumped back, screaming loudly into the previously silent night. What the bloody hell was that? I looked down to find a small doll. I bent over analyzing the small figurine further. I grasped the small toy, and smiled too myself. Wow, I'm pathetic.

I screamed my lungs out because of this small thing, I should really stop watching horror movies they'll be the death of me. I wiped the clumps of dirt on the small doll, and looked over the figure again. It's beautiful, and so cute. I ran my fingers over the bright red hair, marveling at the silkiness. The doll was a boy from what I can tell, with bright red hair. It's eyes were bright light brown, with a pale complexion. I wonder if this is handmade? I should ask the neighbors if they know something about this cute toy.

Before I could place the doll into my pocket something sharp punctured my neck. I gasped audibly, and brought my hand to my neck, now highly aware of my rapidly deteriorating vision. Before I could release a scream for help, my vision swam out, plunging me into a darkness too profound. My body was frozen on the ground I found myself in, my eyes hindered by whatever plunged into my neck. 'w-what's going?' the only thing my body was able to keep was my hearing, and taste. The strange fluttering noise came again but only this time with the sound of heavy food steps.

The sound continued until it stopped, leaving me more scared than I was before. 'this is the last fucking time I walk into this damn forest!' I thought, angry at my current predicament, but still there was a tinge of fear that no amount of anger can mask. "It seems you've found my little doll, girl." the voice came close to where my body laid. To my anger, the man I presume began to laugh becoming louder as the figure once again began to come closer. "If this is all it took to catch you, I should've thought of this sooner, girl." the amusement was still apparent, angering me all the more.

"I wish you could speak right now girl, but I don't want to have to cut off you tongue trying to silence you. I know you are very capable of yelling out for someone." my anger subsided just a bit to register his words, and I gulped. "now then lets not waste time, and get you prepared. I absolutely hate waiting." my eyes widened slightly in fear just before a blunt object slammed into my head.

Authors Note: I Know i should be updating my other story ^^'' but this just came to me. my other story has been in severe hiatus but be patient i'll update it soon enough. i finally have overcome the ever potent writers block I've had with this pairing. Please review, i'd love to have some motivation to write all of my fics. thanks for reading guys x]