Eyes were barely open, the vision was in a blurry state like it was covered by a thick white fog. When her eyes were already adjusted to its surroundings, the first thing she saw was their wrecked ceiling. She looked around hoping to see the figure of someone she badly wants to see, however, nothing came to her view. Realizing what happened that day was real, it hurts her extremely.
Mizu just regained her consciousness after 3 days. In all those times that she's in her deep slumber, she never visits by a dream with her mom, neither with Shiro. She was only surrounded by cloudiness and all she did was running in a spiral all over again, shouting her favorite name until she was exhausted, wanting to escape from this labyrinth.
Alone in this wrecked house, put her more on grave.
"What should I do now?" made her wonder.
There's no mom who will scold her, there's no Shiro who will comfort her. From now on, she will wake up with no one by her side, with only the memories of the past.
She tried to sit up wanting to go outside to inhale the fresh air, but her body was still heavy. She hardly removed the thick blanket covered her in piles when suddenly a folded towel that almost gray in color drops on her lap. Just then she noticed that these are not just her own blankets she was covered in different ones, someone was taking care of her.
Just then, the cloth that hangs in the house entryway was flung open and this person who just entered, their eyes met. The boy's eyes sparkled with delight seeing her awake. "Mizu!" and hurriedly went to hug her.
Kuro's hug was this warm and tight, broad shoulders and long arms were perfectly fit on her. Like it was meant to embrace her. They stay in silence for a few minutes and Kuro seems to have no plan to let her go.
"So it was he who took care of me after I lost consciousness. I still have Kuro." Nevertheless of what she'd thought, the words left in her mouth contradicts, "Dude, It's suffocating." Later on, Kuro chose to let her go.
"How many days did I sleep?" she asked while stretching her stiff body.
"Almost 3 days. I was so afraid you would never wake up," his voice holds sadness. Looking at his anxious and tired face, Mizu smiled in gratefulness knowing she has such a great friend. "Thanks."
Flicking that area between his thick line brows that always furrowed in worrying and seriousness, Mizu chuckled. "You will look older fast enough if you always wrinkled that forehead of yours."
Kuro just looks at her in dumbfounded for feeling nothing out of her flick. Before, it was strong like a stone hitting him, but now it was light as a feather. Mizu acts cool and strong outside but the truth is she was not completely healed yet. Her body is still weak, and she was not fine at all. Her eyes reflect sadness and wanting to cry, but hold it. She doesn't want to cry anymore in front of him.
Arm raised wanting to touch the soft cheek of Mizu, wanting to caress it, wanting to say don't force yourself to smile, don't facade your real emotions, you can cry all you want. I'm here, forget that kid. But he said nothing when his fingertip is already touching Mizu's skin. Mizu just looked at him blankly.
He silently stared at Mizu's dark shade eyes and down to her lips. He unconsciously moved his finger wanting to touch it, however, was stopped when suddenly a group of kids went inside is shouting her name, "Mizu!" and leap over to hug her. Kuro was now staring at his finger while thinking he was glad that he was interrupted.
"Wahh, Mizu, I'm so glad you already awake."
"We thought you'll going to die."
"It's already been 3 days since you never wake up."
"You have a… A high fever!"
"We're so afraid."
They whined while crying. Tears and snot are mixing on their adorable faces while clinging to her tightly. Mizu chuckled, seeing their faces while petting their heads.
"Now, now. I'm completely healed because of you all, thanks."
Then, they uniformly shake their head, "Kuro was the one who did most of the job."
They nod simultaneously.
"Thanks, Kuro." she smiled brightly towards him. Kuro just silently looked at her, that smile even though its widest it has no trace of happiness.
"It's nothing." He then shoved the kids to go outside. "Mizu just wakes up, we should let her rest."
"But!" they complain. However, Kuro forces them to go out.
Before they could completely leave, Kuro heard her mumbled, "Thanks…" head was inclined down, her face was covered completely by her long dark hair. Mizu doesn't want anyone to see her at her weak state, to see her crying.
Days passed, Mizu never appear to their hideout, nor at her house. She starts to avoid her peers. She mourned day and day, sitting in front of her Mother's grave. Growing thinner and weaker.
Crows cawed above the branches of the Sakura tree as if they also mourn with her.
Her peers were undoubtedly worried about her. But she can't still show her face to them at her pitiful state as the Mizu they know is strong, that she never gives up, that she never cries, and that she always smiles. They admired her so much that she was their pillar. As they'd also suffer in their own home too. Some of them are abandoned, and some parents are also work in red districts. If they see her like this, what will happen?
She then suddenly heard footsteps coming towards her. Hearing the rough crunchy sound of the steps on the ground piled with snow, she instantly knows it was Kuro. The steps stop beside her and suddenly a thick scarf wrap gently around her neck. It's warm.
"What are you doing here, Kuro? The group might look for you. You should leave. They need a leader there to take care of them."
Leaving her is the very least that Kuro wants to do, and most likely he doesn't want to see Mizu act like this. Was the root of her sadness was really because of her mom? Or it is mainly about Shiro? Despite this, he can't get angry with this girl. He sighed, and also sit down beside her, leaning his shoulder to Mizu to rest. "Cry, cry all you want. But do not shoulder all your burdens. You're not alone. You still have us. Kaito, Taishi, Akito, Itsuki, Yuuto, Yuuri, Riko, and I are still here. Others might have left you, but I will always stay by your side. Don't keep us at bay."
Mizu just stared down, disheveled hair has covered her face. This pain and loneliness are eating her inside and she was ashamed that Kuro was always worried about her. "What should I do now, Kuro? My heart was aching inside. Like it was squeezing tightly by unknown forces. I felt like I was standing on the edge of a cliff with nothingness on the other side… with no one on me. I don't want to be alone. I hate to be alone." she cried silently.
Kuro taps her back gently. "I'm here Mizu."
The sky was about to turn dark.
"Are you sure about this?" Mizu nod at Kuro without regret and determination, while holding a torch of fire in her hand. Both are looking at the small wrecked house, located away from any neighborhood, it was the house of Mizu.
"Home will only remind me of them. The memories remain, but the person was not. Mom will always stay in my heart and I will never forget Shiro. Me right now is weak, staying here will only sink me into the deep sadness."
"Where will you live then?"
Mizu faces him with her usual smile and then grinning widely, "At our hideout. Where you and the others built!" This time her smile has a trace of true happiness. Face glowing with the light of the fire that aggressively eaten the small house full of pain and happy memories. Black smokes soar up the night sky.
In just a blink of an eye, four months have passed. A blooming spring came. Mizu a 10 years old kid manage to live with the help of her friends and Kuro. Supporting each other each day, like a true family. They'd survive by scrapping in the junkyard, hunting in the woods, and sell it to the town. Sometimes they played the whole day without a care. Enjoying their time as kids. Each day was memorable and amusing.
Until Mizu never imagined that a day will come where she will leave the slum.
An outsider couple has come into the slums, they're about in the late '20s of age. The man was average in looks, yet have warm and gentle air that surrounds him. The body has a trace of physical training, a typical appearance for a good guy who protects justice. The woman was quite good looking, her alluring natural beauty will captivate anyone even without using any make-up. Her short light brown hair, sparkling amber eyes, tender lips always arching with a sweet smile are giving off an air of gentle flower around her. Just by glance, you can tell she's a perfect mother figure and kindhearted one.They're are looking for Hana, the mother of Mizu. Both lead in the junkyard where the hideout of the kids was. Knowing that the person they are searching for was already dead they search for the daughter instead. The woman introduced herself as Hana's younger stepsister, named Yuri Sodomaki, and the guy is her husband, named Taiga Sodomaki. They ar
Mizu was in awe seeing new and bright things outside the window of the running train. The bright pink flowers of fully bloom Sakura tree, the sparkling blue water of the sea, the conical mountain with snow cups on the top, the red tori gate she saw in the distance, the shrines, the skyscraper buildings that even her eyes can't see the top, and the crowded people wearing gallant clothes much better than the people she saw in town. She was so overwhelmed seeing new things that she can't stop her mouth to gape open.Today she seems to look like an ordinary kid.Yuri and Taiga, the married couple was smiling sweetly seeing her enjoying the scenery with them.This kindhearted couple was living in District 20. A place where people live in prosperity and harmony. Their small house was only one story, build strong with cement, modeled in western type house. There's a wide space in front where a beauti
Mizu was already 15 years old, a first-year high school student. It was spring season once again, a new beginning, a new hope, a new year to be filled with happy memories."Ma, Pa, I need to go now," Mizu said as her parents are still hugging her at the entrance of their school gate. The passerby is already looking at them weirdly, and time is tickling she was about to be late."O-our Mizu grows so fast, *sob, she's already a grown lady…" her Mother Yuri sadly stated."Our beautiful baby will surely have a bunch of admirers, *sob papa doesn't like that." her Father Taiga uttered. He was on his police uniform about to go to work.Her foster parents are very emotional on her being a high school student, this only means after 3 years she will be a college student and will be independent, leaving their house to have her own life, preparing he
"She was having a nightmare again. This time she's asleep for almost 4 days huh." a lady in a messy ponytail, hair dyed in red and fringe covered her enchanting amber eyes, are leaning in a door frame of the iron jail, while linking her strawberry flavored lollipop."Mizu always mumbling the names of her friends, painfully. Seems she's having a dream of that time again. Haunting her every time… she killed someone in this hell place." a blonde short hair woman, with red ribbon neatly tied on her hair, sadly said while wiping the beads of sweat on Mizu's smooth forehead, and putting a wet towel on it. She was taking care of unconscious Mizu, laid in a wooden bed without a blanket nor pillow in her room, every time she was suffering on a drastic fever."If it's not for her condition, she might be ahead of us, now. Anyway, she can leave this dirty place in her next match. She was about to reach level 11 anyway.
When Mizu wake up, all around her was a group of people she's not familiar with, in all ages from kids to adults. Most of them are terrified, crying, confused, and scared about where were they and what's happening. Mizu then noticed they've been locked up with shackles and chains on their hand, leg, and even on their neck. All of their chains are connected to each other.They were inside a big jail, no windows, no doors, only iron bars, and dim light coming from the walls. They seem inside a cave, yet no stalagmites or stalactites only a plain concrete wall built in an arc.Everyone has no idea where they are, nor know what will happen afterward.Mizu seated quietly, not minding the background noise. She was in her own space, in her own world. She was still mourning woefully at her parents' death. The horrible scenery was still fresh and vivid in her mind. Life only gives her a t
Everything was in massive chaos. Everyone starts to kill each other mercilessly.Those strong start to smash the weak, those weak starts to cry in agony. Kids and women start to wail in vain, beg for their life, asking for help, and stop, but no one heard them, as if all people here were all deaf.Blood scattered everywhere, pouring like a heavy rain mixed with a song of misery. A perfect scenery as part of hell."In this arena, if you want to survive you need to cast away your humanity. You need to leave your emotions behind. You need to kill or else you will be killed. Never ever let your guard down, or else you will die in a pulp.""Those who are weak and not lucky enough will die easily.""Yes, this is 'SURVIVAL GAME!' were only strong can remain." The announcer excitedly declared, watching those pity human
Inside the elevator running upwards, Mizu was holding a rectangular card with her profile. The supposed to be named was written as Player 11659, with the data record of her skills and people killed, showed in the pentagon shape on the side, which is 'Zero.' Then a capitalize letter on the topmost indicates the group she's in, the "EAST HOUSE" and her level under her pic, 'Level 1' a beginner. This will change every fight, she will have, after the scanning.This plain card is used for some necessary things in this strange and unknown place. But limited only to the house they belong and the level it indicates, a rookie floor, from level 1 to level 10. However, they can't go up to further floor if they can't win their game.Mizu was in the center of this elevator, surrounded by the top players of the game, from rank 1 to 3, all was a youngster. Two males in front and two females at the back and all are in a high guard, wary of the people they just met.
6 months later,On the lower floor in the room, or jail…"Is Mizu still asleep?" Zhi asked as soon as he entered the room. His face was prettier and neat than before, he still wears his usual hairstyle yet hair was a little bit longer than before and silkier. The gray set of clothes was changed to a more stylish one and fitted to his style. It was complementing his stunning beauty."Yeah," Himari replied while wiping the beads of sweat on Mizu's forehead."Lower your voice Zhi it echoes in this close environment," Haruto said, approaching while carrying 3 pieces of clothes on his arm. His handsome face was even more endearing, now that he was extremely clean and seemed to go out from a parlor shop. Moreover, he looks even cooler in his new set of dark-blue clothes in his style while wearing a black cloak.Giving Zhi with the same cloak Haruto expressed looking at sleeping Mizu, "She needs to wake up