Ch 89

"Madara, will you please reword what you have said." 

My sickly sweet voice rang through the room. It was obviously fake, but that didn't stop me. 

"I'm asking nicely." 

I am in no mood for games, and this guy is nothing short of a circus. 

Madara tilted his head, probably amused by my request. Most likely even more by my anger. He doesn't even see me, I am an afterthought. 

Need I remind him? Need I remind him of how we first met? 

I take a few steps forward, still unusually calm and ready to face this guy head on. 

My fear of him?Don't know where I went. 

It disintegrated without a trace. It got obliterated, and I never looked back. 

Madara liked my challenge, I could see it. I could feel it. 

So he decided to humour me. How kind.

"What did I say? My words were so trivial that I can't even grasp what might have upset you so deeply." 

A dark laugh left my lips before I could even make sense of his words.

But then a harsh chuckle let my mouth before it had a chance to register. 

Both of them hurt my throat, it was so forced. Yet my body felt the audacity before my mind did.

Then I smiled widely. 

I see, my emotions are so trivial to him. I didn't think otherwise, but I guess you could say this is a wake up call to reality. 

"Your choice of words, you said 'such objects'. Need I remind you how we met, Madara?" 

I feel like I am on cloud 9, I feel so free. I feel myself letting go. I'm on a different plane of existence, and only I, am the chosen one. 

I came here from God's mercy. I am the only one of my kind here, and I have made it so far, from so little. 

I have lost more than I have gained. And I will continue to lose. But I will continue to gain. 

I have taken a backseat for too long. I have run away from my problems too often. I thought I have gotten better, but I see now that is not the case. 

I am still running. I still have the same problems. And the same enemies. 

There is nothing new. There is nothing I don't know. 

Why am I scared? Why have I been scared? 

I have not taken enough risked to say I am not running. 

I want to survive. But I also want to live. And I can't live this way. If this is how I will live for the rest of my life, then I should end it right now. 

I would rather die than let someone or somebody like them, tell me what to do. I will not be pacified from now on. 

Kill me if you have to. 

I will die with all of myself. 

I will die, realized. 

I will die, and have made my point. 

I will die, so I could live. 

"Remember the night of the Uchiha massacre, you left me alive. Yet, killed my family. You are holding some of the last things I have from them. I want them back. And I want you to reword your sentences, they are not so trivial to me." 

I don't care. 

I will fight to the death if you see fit, but that would mean you took my words to heart. If that is the case, then you've already lost. 

But that wasn't the case, I see. Madara only crossed his arms and chuckled darkly. 

"What, were they from your deceased family? Something so insignificant caused this reaction?" 

Ah, I just love it when people act the way I think they will. Makes everything so much more easy. 

I'm not even angry anymore. 

This is just amusing. 

"Yes, that was the reason. But you shouldn't be saying such things, I know way more than you think." 

I feel like I'm putting on a performance. One where there are only critics who don't like you are watching. Like those kinds of people are the only one's watching. 

It's such a tense atmosphere. 

Silence is bouncing off the wall until you make a noise. And everyone hears that noise. Then all eyes go onto yourself, and now you're the center of attention. 

Such a beautiful feeling. I can feel the shiver, the goosebumps on my skin. 

"Do you now?" Madara sounds intrigued. Yet nonchalant. 

He left me alive for a reason. I know he could've killed me, but didn't. He must think I could be useful. I haven't disappointed him yet. 

And I never will. 

"Yes, but I will save that for later. Can't use all my cards now, I'd rather not mess up your plans. Any of your plans. Or even mine." 

I address this to everyone in the room. Both Pain and Konan too. Everyone here is just another person in the audience, waiting for the show to start. 

Madara chuckled again, "you seem to be seething with anger. There's an entirely different presence about you now, compared to just moments ago. You no longer appear like a frightened child, the timidity that once marked you has vanished. But it appears it may have been replaced, it morphed into something more reckless." 

I know! 

He understood what I am about. This euphoric feeling. My elevated state of mind, I can't describe it. 

Everything is just how it is, was, and will ever be. 

But of course, I have to come down from my high. I have to keep my feet planted or else I will float away. 

But that doesn't mean anything right now. 

I want to be reckless. 

No, I need to be. 

This is what living is about! 

"When I get mad, survival's not on my mind, only making sure you know exactly where you stand. You're operating on a different plane, way below my level."

A/n I write three chapters in 4 hours because I was listening to this one edit of house of the dragon. The song was Rico Nas, I think it's called Rage. Either I way, I listened to to that as I was writing and it made everything much more smooth and fun. But i had to take a break every half hour so I didn't punch my computer. It's really good to get you going surprisingly. Heh (- - ) Enjoy~