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“Oi! Zeto-kun! Wake up!!” constant knocking came loudly.
Zeto’s eyes stirred. He rubbed his eyes, and ran a hand through his shaggy brown hair.
“Zeto! Come on, Breakfast is ready!!”
“Zuzuzu... Can’t we eat later kiri?” He sat up, and stretched.
“a- are you dressed?” The voice came again. Zeto looked down. He had a large loose T-shirt on, and his boxers.
”I am enough...” He stood up to stretch his legs. But the door started to shake. Zeto looked around confused. He slowly reached for his sword by his bed. Suddenly the door exploded.
“ZETO!” A voice screamed, and a girl sprang out from the door, and latched onto zeto’s neck.
“Gah!” He fell to the ground with the girl ontop of him still. He brushed the girls white hair away from his face to get a look at...... Kiri.
”kiri! you can’t do that! it seems as if your in trouble or something.” He said. She giggled and got up off of him.
“I missed you zeto!” She said, helping him up. She was no older then him, around the age of 12. In their village, of Taimaku, the age of one who wishes to be a warrior happens at 10. Kiri, being the King’s daughter needed protection, and picked her closest friend she had. Zeto.
“Well... Let’s get some food then.” He sighed. She grinned, and grabbed his arm.
”oh yeah, by the way, in honor of my father, there is the sakura festival today at noon. I assume you will be attending it with me?” She said. He nodded, and responded “And I assume you will be dressing in a fancy kimono?” She nodded, and smiled. “Here. I’ll meet you in the square then?” She asked, handing him a sweater. he nodded, then Kiri ran out. Zeto looked at the sweater she gave him. “Hm. Yeah right.” He mumbled and dropped it, grabbing his black jacket instead, and of course a pair of jeans.
Opening the appartement door, he saw kiri at the counter of a store, in the town square, ordering some pocky. She popped one in her mouth and smiled when she saw Zeto. He smirked at her.
“Pocky again Kiri?” He asked. Kiri had a strange obsession with strawberry pocky, and was never without a pack. She walked over to him, and grabbed his hand again.
”Have you eaten?”
“Not hungry.” He responded. Kiri looked strangely at him. “Is something wrong?” He shook his head. She held her gaze for a couple more seconds, then let it drop. Something else caught her attention. She gasped. Zeto looked up. “What? Whats wrong?” He asked.
I... Is that the....” her eyes were huge. Zeto grasped his sword. Then Kiri screamed “TIME??!!” Zeto released his grip on his sword. “why am I not surprised?” he asked, then she grabbed him again. “Come on, Come on!! I have to change before the festival we’re late!!” She sprinted towards her house (which was more like a mansion anyway...) and ran up all the stairs, still dragging Zeto. Finally kiri reached her room, turned swiftly around, and slammed into him. “Oww... Nerf kiri...” He said. Zeto usually used Nerf instead of swearing. He found it stupid to swear, and it held no point.
“Sorry. You wait here. “ she wispered, and closed the door behind her. He rolled his eyes. Kiri. Hasty as usual. Little did he know, that things were about to change hugely for him, and even kiri. Especially kiri.