.:Containments of Pleasure; A New Feeling to Me:.1

.:Containments of Pleasure; A New Feeling to Me:.1

"All I'd ever wanted was someone to believe in..."

Uchiki was laying, bored in an inn room. She closed her eyes and flashed her eyelashes. Her red hair was straight and smooth under her as she lay motionless under the soft blankets. She was so tired and lazed, she did not want to return to school; not even leave bed for that matter. She was so lazy in that moment. "Ani, comai, no-tii shiru, liba no-kii, oh-mii____, onii-ca shiwa~, Illu, doma to dai-" She was cut off of beautiful luliby by her mother's pounding feet. She looked over at the door in an ill fashion, like it would lock if she continued to stare at it. "..." She tossed over and began to wiggle out of the sheets. She fell on the floor with a slight thud and moaned in pain. Her mother heard the thud and decided to go back down the steps. "Un..." Uchiki muttered as she sat up, her sleeping kimono wrinkling in a place around her waist. She sighed and turned around to her dresser. "I guess I have to..." she sighed. The only thing to look forward to was seeing her boyfriend, Sasuke. She barely smiled, still in pain. "Sasuke-kun~!" she said softly as she leaned forward as if to kiss someone who was evidently not there.

Uchiki stood and looked over to her dresser, decorated with small jewels and gems. She'd been rich for a long time, but Sasuke asked her out at first sight when she was wearing a black dress with small hearts around the collar.

She walked to the dresser and ripped open the drawers, searching for anything that didn't seem to 'natural'. In the end, she was dressed in a skimpy outfit. She had a small mini-skirt and a small shirt, under that, fishnet, and then even a small sarashi under the mini-skirt on her thighs.

Uchiki trudged down the large staircase and took a glance to the clock. Still, no matter the time, she had nearly forever for school to start again. When she walked into the kitchen, Mother, of course, evidentally had still wanted fattening sweets. Mother had a bowl of sugar with a bit of cereal beneath it. Originally, it would be cereal with a bit of sugar, but Mother had been adding so much sugar, it was more like sugar for breakfast.

Uchiki slipped around her mother's large arm that was outspread from a screaming phone, most likely her boss. He was such a sour-puss he never even cared about saying. "You messed up." It was always, "Horrible, the same as last time!! You really ought to think of your career at stake!!" or maybe even standing and leaving a note that said, "You're fired". Mother was fired often, many times each week, maybe even once per day of a week. Her boss was obviously complaining about how his computer wasn't working. Many times, he'd just yell at a random person, or choose a certain good employee.

Uchiki could tell he was taking about the computer because every complicated word he'd said was 'hardrive' 'microphone' 'monitor' and so many parts of the computer she could list off the bat, but then when he'd run out of things, he'd start to cuss ike crazy. What. An. Idiot.

Uchiki was silent for a moment. Nothing out of the ordinary. Usual... It bored her so. She looked over to her mother, who had just hung up. "Well." she said in a 'that was so rude' tone. She used it a lot now. However, she didn't always put in such... feel.

No... it was natural... Not really but who cared?

"Uchiki~" Mother began. This was obviously bad news.... "Mommy has to go now!" She said with a smile. What. The-

"I'm not a baby." Uchiki said, turning to her personal cooking material. It cooked everything, but she didn't think fondly of it. She poured in the pancake dough she'd mixed and whipped, and shut the lid over the frying burner. She turned to her mother, who had, surprisingly, looked dimmered. That was actually strange, and very rare.

"...Well I'm off sweety! Make sure not to look too valueable. Ya never know when someone will... Snatch ya!" As she said the last two words, she grabbed at Uchiki, but, Uchiki swiftly moved over effortlessly, but to the the truth, she was actualy lucky to have missed the large swinging arm which seemed to always do the same each day.

Uchiki's face remained emotionless. Mother looked at her in a bored or annoyed way. It turned into a frightful expression. "Okay dear." she said, and then smiled. "Don't forget to do all of your homework and don't spend a fortune." she said.

Uchiki looked at her and she left the room. Uchiki was now alone in the kitchen. Silence overcame the house after the front door slammed and her mother tripped over herself to escape the towering manor. She herself, could enter if she was twenty times her size... in length and width. The doors were now shut, and she was in the only room that wasn't contaminated with gold and diamond rinestones.