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Matt sensed a familiar presence coming closer.Stone statues were lined up along the path to the mansion.
Akira dismounted her horse when she was close enough to the mansion. She stared in awe at its proportions.
The statues started to move.If you looked close enough each one was modeled after a member of the clan.One of the statues stopped her."What business do you have hear?"It asked her.
Akira stared wide eyed at the statue for a moment before regaining her composure. "I intend to see Matt and Long."
They stepped aside.An older statue walked up."I'm glad you and matt are together."It said.Upon closer looking it was matt's Father.
Akira walked over. Long was so sweet and innocent looking. Maybe Chouji was right when she said that she wanted Chouji to be a lady, but it didn't seem right to force that on her.
"Matt!!!" Chouji shouted from outside. The statue may have brought her here, but it had done little to stop her from getting hurt on the way up. She was bare footed, most of her clothing was gone - and what was left was in shreds. Her sword was gone, and her hair was an absolute mess. It was plastered, knotted, and all sorts of disarray.She leaned back to look at the giant home before her. The statue didn't stop, it kept moving forward. Eventually it just entered the house, which she stumbled after it, tired and weary from walking so long. She assumed the statue made no move to assist her because it knew she wouldn't have accepted it.
"Matt." She cried out again, weaker, desperate.
A clone of matt picked her up and took her to a room that matt had designated her's.The clone set her down on her bed and began cleaning and dressing her wounds.
Chouji stared at - Matt? No, it couldn't be Matt. Matt would have spoken to her by now. She struggled at first, but the bed was so...soft. She relaxed, her eyes slowly closing. Whoever this was, he looked a lot like Matt.
"But Matt...." she breathed, a sigh on the curves of her lips. Sleep was closing on quickly on her body and mind, "He promised." She whispered, her almond colored eyes closing and embracing darkness.
"How did it get here...?" She wondered allowed softly. She smiled. Long looked so peaceful right now.
"I don't know."He said wondering.He sighed."If you follow the spirit line it will lead you to your room. Oh and chouji is here by the way."He said sitting in a chair next to longs bed. He looked sick if you looked from afar. But up close he looked lonely.
"Don't lie." Akira said, before turning to leave. "I'll be in my room." She exited the room and followed the line to her's.
Akira got to her room and changed into a comfy silk kimono that had been layed out for her. She layed down on her bed and quickly dozed off.
Akira awoke a while later to find that she had been resting her head on someone's chest. She rubbed her eyes and saw that it was Matt. She laughed to herself quietly.
Akira smiled. Matt seemed so innocent when he was sleeping. She couldn't resist staring a bit. She kissed his forehead before exiting the room and going to the bath.
Akira got dressed after bathing. She was putting her hair up when she ears someone crying. Worried that it might be Long, she ran towards Long's room, only to find that the crying was coming from her own room. She opened the door slowly be found Matt crying on the bed. He appeared to be sleeping. Akira sat on the bed and intertwined her hand in his.
He moved again and now he was crying into her lap."Why am i alone in this world?"He asked himself still asleep.
Akira felt a tear slide down her cheek. "You're not alone." She whispered. "You have Chouji, Long, and me." She said, more tears running down her face.




7 roomed mansion with three full baths