Favourite genre of music: Anything, really.
Favourite style of art: Anime?
Skin of choice: White.
Favourite cartoon character: One Piece and Naruto!!!!!
Personal Quote: Dont Mess with da Red Head!
Chap. 2 - House Is Not A HomeChap. 2 - This House Is Not A HomeChap. 2 - House Is Not A Home by ~xXrachel369Xx
I could hear the dead leaves cracking under the weight of my feet. The gold, yellow and brown leaves scattered everywhere, and even the occasional pink cherry blossom that fell off the Sakura tree by the front gate. We imported it here last summer.
It was early in the morning, and the birds were singing, but you couldn't hear them with the sound of my young master's music lesson occurring on the terrace. It was a sweet sound, but nothing compared to that of natures. After all, master is far too young to truly play it skillfully. But he has nothing but time to master that instrument, and all the skill needed.
Still content on listening to the two contrasting melodies, I was brought out of my daze by James's uncaring words.
"Hurry inside. The young master's lesson will be finished soon, and his bed needs to be made, his room cleaned, a
Chap. 1 - Reality Is A Dream"Wake up, Sebby!"Chap. 1 - Reality Is A Dream by ~xXrachel369Xx
That voice I know that voice...
"Come on, Sebby! Wake up!"
"Big brother? What do you want?"
It is Ryan. But how can that be? And the second voice that's that's me!
"Can you be strong for me Sebby?"
"I asked you if you could be strong for me! Can you or can't you!?"
"Of course I can, big brother! But where is that smoke coming from?"
"Not now, Sebby! I need you to listen carefully. Can you do that?"
"Well of course big brother"
"Good. Now, pay close attention to what I'm about to tell you."
"There was a mishap in the kitchen. The Manor is burning. Very soon, there will be nothing left of it."
"What? But this is our home!"
"This is no time to mourn, Sebby. Mother says we're leaving here. She told me to to tell you that we have to go. Father, Mother, and I, that is."
"But what about me?"
"I don't have time to explain, but you can't come with us, Sebby.
"But where are you going? H