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 Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 8:34 am
Tesuda Name: Tasuda
Sex: Male
Type: Electricity
D.O.B: 8/9/05
Owner: Tentomushi 13
Please do not post on Tentomushi13's journal unless given permission by her.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 8:36 am
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 8:37 am
Entry one; August 05 2005
Technically it must have all been fate, but chance seemed to guide me that day. After sitting in class for two long hours I decided to take a breather with a nice long walk before I went home and did my homework. As soon as I stepped out of the large front doors of my school I felt a cold breeze which made me quickly put my hands in my pockets in an attempt to warm them. After a few moments of fidgeting I fished out a folded piece of paper which I at first assumed to be trash, I figured that when I got around to a garbage can I would throw it out no worries. But I couldn’t help but wonder.
Knowing how I am I decided to unfold the paper and make sure it wasn’t anything important, I stood in the middle of the sidewalk for almost five minutes trying to recall exactly where it was from, when it dawned on me. A few days earlier, before Azyre had left, he had handed me this peace of paper as he told me my help at his store would be much appreciated. Scribbled in neat print was the word T.O.Y.S. followed by what appeared to be directions. Quickly I realized I had stuffed the paper in my pocket without ever looking at it and before I even offered to help. Why would I ever even consider working at a toy shop?
Ever since I was young I had a sort of hatred towards toys, my family used them to make up for their lack of involvement in my life. My parents believed that the toys would be a way to comfort my loneliness, but gradually they only made me feel more alone. It turned out that all they did was remind me of the companionship that my life was lacking, no, that my life is lacking. During the time it seemed that the only thing they ever did was laugh at me when I cried.
I knew that my hatred of toys shouldn’t in anyway force me to abandon a friend in need so I decided to follow the directions their and hope that I wouldn’t regret my decision in the end. During the walk, I thought of nothing by my worries, constantly going over reasons why I shouldn’t go; but my kindness obviously won as I found myself standing in front of a small shop squeezed between to larger buildings. Written in large white fading letters across the window was the word T.O.Y.S and above the glass door was a little gold bell that rattled when I went in.
The room was narrow, dark, and stuffy. The smell of old Chinese food and wet animals lingered in the air. Along the walls was what resembled Chinese to-go boxes except for their markings unique to every individual box. A few rabbits fought each other as they scurried by. It was then that I decided friend or not, this place was a dump and I had to go.
As I turned to exit my foot bumped into a small object. I looked down only to see one of the to-go boxes with a lightning symbol on it. I felt the need to pick it up and told myself it was simply to move it out of the way but as I held it in my hand an inch away from the ground it seemed as though something jerked inside of it. Quickly I dropped it but a voice in the back of my head reassured me that it was simply the object inside shifting from one side to the other as I had began to lift it so I picked it up again.
I turned around to set the box down on the counter when a shirtless Azyre startled me. It had sounded like he told me to be careful of him but I wasn’t exactly sure of who he was talking about, or if that was even what he had said. When he asked me if I was interested in the job all I could say was yes, I told him that I couldn’t come in too often but when ever I had the time I would be sure to come in and help. I wasn’t sure what had come over me but it seemed to late to take it back and part of me didn’t really want to.
Azyre seemed to be so happy and pleased with my offer he told me that I could have the box as a gift. I wasn’t sure if it was something I would truly be happy about but to avoid being rude I accepted with a smile. He told me to make sure I didn’t try to force it open or shake it in anyway also to make sure not to loose it, so I decided to humor him. I lifted the box over my head and saw that TASUDA was written on the bottom in capital letters, I figured it must be the name of the company who manufactures it, what ever it may be.
For fear of braking the gift I decided to place it on the counter as I began to clean the shop. I spent so much time on everything hoping to make the place look, cleaner, smell better, and seem brighter. Before long the linoleum floor was like a mirror the windows shined and the walls were a brighter shade of white, not a spot was to be seen. Although this wasn’t solely due to myself I did get a good deal of help from my co-worker Chagrin, but that is beside the point.
As I got ready to leave I saw through the corner of my eye a young looking man with long silver hair walk through a door and down a flight of stares, it was in the back of the story beyond the small door that separates the two halves. I figured he was another person who worked for Azyre and grabbed my stuff said my goodbyes and walked the long walk home. Not once thinking of the distance, only the strange events playing in my head.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 8:38 am
Entry Two; August 06 2005
The next day it seemed as if the shop was almost back to the way it had been before. I figured it must be from all the animals running around but fortunately aside from the dust, hair, and a few things that had been knocked to the floor it was fairly clean and still bright. A problem that seemed to be nearly impossible to avoid though, had been keeping the mystery of the gift out of my mind. I found myself slacking while imagining what could possible be in the box but after many hours of cleaning and re-cleaning what I missed I finally got the shop to be presentable once again. The night before I had done something I knew I probably shouldn’t since Azyre had told me not to, but as I sat there staring at the box I couldn’t help but try to force it open. Oddly enough I had partially been afraid that Azyre would know what I had done and would look down on me. Its silly, I know but I couldn’t help myself.
I’ve started to get to know the people who work at the shop a little more, and it just donned on me, I am the only female there. Although it doesn’t bother me in the least, since I get to hang out with a bunch of cuties on a regular bases, I find it amusing.
It seems like the walk to and from work is the mot fun part about my job, even though it is a pretty long one and yesterday I was totally and completely lost, but today I had the opportunity to enjoy the beauty of my surrounding and boy can I tell you, walking by the park is the most beautiful thing on a summer day, I wonder why people don’t go out of there way to visit it or better yet why I was never told of this place.
After such a beautiful walk the inside of my shop and apartment seemed like nothing special at all, no worse then that they were just he same ol’ shop and the same ol’ small apartment with the same big ol’ clutter and no food. Moments like this made me think of my happy college life and how enjoyable it turned out to be. Actually it made me sad and wish that I could only afford to live in the dormitories.
I did like I always do by going down to the small shop that my apartment is above, which is owned by my mother, and I helped out by keeping track of it and feeding Lily who works the counter when I am away. I could never imagine how I would survive without her help. The income that comes in simply when I’m at school, helps pay for my college tuition and for buying the necessary supplies for classes and for around the shop.
Around 7 I prepared a meal for Lily and I and we sat around talking about tasks that needed to be dealt with around the shop, after I headed up to the apartment and worked on my homework. Its sad that I say this now but I am glad my mother lives at home all the way across town; I think if she were to really take a look at my mess she would disapprove extremely.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 8:39 am
Entry Three; August 07 2008
Today, when I got to the pet shop, It was rather messy. I just figured that some of the rabbits must have gotten out of the back again and made a little mess like they seem to do on a regular basis. So I went and grabbed a broom, some window cleaner and paper towels and began to clean up. It seemed a little odd to me when Azyre stopped me and told me that what I was doing wasn’t necessary at the moment. I was dumbstruck. But quickly that changed as he informed me that I would be working at the counter today as he went to run some errands.
It seemed fairly easy, sit at the counter and take notes when, if, the phone rang or if someone came in. Plus written on a paper by the table was a list of things for me to do if a customer comes in, among a few other things. It wasn’t nearly as hard as taking care of my mother shop due to the fact that a lot more people prefer to go to a book shop rather then a small shop called T.O.Y.S and I still don’t know why that is.
I didn’t see much of my co-worker Chagrin today, but I figured that could have resulted from me being so busy occupying myself with the many little doodles on the desk that I had been working on. I successfully drew a portrait of a sad looking woman, a house with tentacles coming out of the windows, s three eyed monster with a large upper body slimy skin sharp teeth big arms and small legs, and a happy jello thing. I think I saw him walk back and forth but now that I think back, it could have been anyone. Oh, well.
I happened to find a cute little shirt in one of the drawers as I was looking for a pencil sharpener; it looked like it was made for a Barbie doll except for the fine sewing and the beautiful embroidery. Azyre said I could take it home and I couldn’t stop my self from looking at it as I walked. It seemed like I missed the beautiful scenery beside me completely because I was too focused on the little shirt. It was a cream color with gold trimmings sewn into the collar and sleeves, and it seemed to be made like the shirts you see in old pirate movies with sleeves that puff out perfectly right above the cuff. I tucked the shirt into my pocket and rushed home, there was so much that needed to be done in so little time.
After dealing with the shop and eating dinner with Lily I quickly went to the box. I was fortunate to have nearly no homework and yet as rare as these days are I found myself willing to spend my free time focused on a box that I didn’t even know what it held inside. For all I know It could be empty, or better yet some old moldy food that was glued into a to-go box. I understand its not likely that Azyre would do something like that but I cant help but wonder.
I had taken the little shirt from my pocket and set it down on top of the box as I went into the bathroom to wash my face. To my surprise when I came back the shirt had fallen off. Although, no windows or doors were open and no fans were on I convinced myself that a gust of wind must have blew in and knocked it off. Part of me wonders if that’s truly that case, but I’m not sure there is any other way to explain it. I’m simply making a big deal over something that really isn’t.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 8:40 am
Entry Four; August 08 2005
During class my mind was consumed with thoughts on how the shop was directed and exactly what the deal was behind it. There are still so many unanswered questions that I fear may never get answered. I am dumbstruck when it comes to the purpose of the shop. T.O.Y.S? Could it possible be an anagram, but if it is what does it stand for? I don’t want to ask around and seem like I’m pestering, but I’m not sure why I feel asking that would be pestering. Everything about the shop is confusing to me, it gives me a vibe I don’t understand. Maybe my answers will be answered soon enough.
As I walked to the shop I kept wondering weather or not I should consider asking questions today or tomorrow, or even Friday which is four days away from today. But what would the point be? I guess getting my questions answered would cause me to think about it all a lot less. But I must take into consideration that its possible that it will make things worse and would I be able to deal with that if it’s the case?
As I entered the shop the first thing that caught my eye was the long haired man I had seen the first day of work. He was stopped in front of the stairs and looked at me for a second before disappearing to what I assume is the basement. A small group of rabbits stopped me from following him down the stairs and I realized exactly how silly it was of me to chase after this person whom I don’t even know. I gathered the rabbits and brought them into the back of the shop, calling out for Azyre.
The store was oddly very empty so I looked around hopping to find a familiar face, or possible bump into the mysterious man with the long hair. I didn’t understand exactly why it was like this. It was sort of unnerving, due mostly to the fact that I received so many strong feelings when I had entered the back room, and I couldn’t place any of them to one thing. That scares me. It turned out that Azyre was in the back yard attending to a few of the rabbits. Anytime I see him with them I wonder if they belong to him, but now that I think about it, that’s such a possessive way to consider it when they had seemed so friendly, almost like companions.
I helped clean up the shop then when to my normal doodling at the counter up until I left from being to tire to work, truly I simply wanted to get away from things, which seemed to be everything. The walk home seemed to be a lot longer then it had been the last few days and I assume it had to do with the gloomy mood I had been in. I felt an impulse to escape in anyway possible, but I stood ground and continued walking in a normal manner thinking of how if I did try to escape and leave I wouldn’t have anywhere to go.
When I got home I did the usual run about, checking for general working mistakes, and serving dinner for Lily and I. As I walked into my apartment I felt the over powering disgust for the mess that was surrounding me. It was pretty much a shock that I should ever feel that way since all of my life I never care much for cleaning my little messes, or in this case, big. I will say I’ve always liked my kitchen, and bathroom to be spotless but when it came to my bed room I simply considered it my storage room.
It was then that I notice it; the box was slowly, but most defiantly, making its way down my table. I couldn’t believe it let alone explain it. Why would a box in which some sort of toy come in, move without having anything around it to cause its movement. I must be loosing my mind.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 8:41 am
Entry Five; August 09 2005
Something caused me to wake up a good deal earlier then I ever would on a regular day. I was sure I had heard something come from my so called living room and accompanied by my good friend Mr. security bat I crept along my apartment floors as if I was about to hit a home run. I eyed the dark room from behind the corner of my hallway wall and when I hadn’t spotted any large intruder I stepped into the room. That was when I saw it, I dropped the bat to the floor as my jaw dropped simultaneously. I stood there staring in complete shock at the vigorously moving Chinese food to-go box that I had gotten from Azyre.
My heart must have stopped as I stood over the box, and I could only wonder what could possible be in it. Then images from stories I had heard in the past about little innocent gifts that turned into big blood thirsty monsters fill my head and I was sure I was going to be queasy. Oddly enough I had a strong feeling of peace that told me not to worry, and with much difficulty that is what I tried to do.
In an instant the top of the box flung open and what appeared to be a small head popped out of the top, I instantly dropped to my knees unsure what to think. I couldn’t believe any of this was real and after a few pinches I knew it wasn’t a dream so I assumed I was hallucinating. I couldn’t imagine what it could possible be and I was too scared to even consider picking it up but before I could even blink the little think scurried out of the box and quickly onto my lap. It looked like a baby.
I soon found out that when curled up it fit perfectly in the palm of my hand and it was then that I knew it was my obligation to take care of it. I decided that I would call it Tasuda and it seems rather fitting since it was the name I saw on the bottom of the box. I figures that once at work I would talk to Azyre and ask him all the questions that I have been meaning to ask. But first I needed to fit it, Tasuda. I was afraid of taking him out of my sight knowing the numerous accidents that could happen around my hazard of an apartment so I sat him on my shoulder and went along with making breakfast. He ended up eating a whole loaf of bread, a waffle that that hadn’t even been cooked, two that had, and all the eggs right off of my plate which I didn’t mind at all.
Then before I got ready for school since it was only 4 in the morning, I cleaned up most of my apartment and made sure it was fairly safe. As I took a shower I left Tasuda in my wicker laundry basket with his box a few shirts and a handkerchief. I quickly finished my morning routine and once again put Tasuda on my shoulder as a packed a larger lunch then usual. When it was time to go I put a few handkerchiefs at the bottom of his box to make it comfortable and an extra one that he could use as a blanket then left for school with him by my side.
When I got to my class I made sure to set up post in the very back where I would be left alone from nosy students trying to interrupt my bonding time. During the whole lecture I constantly gave Tasuda little bits of bread and rubbed his little arms, legs, and belly hopping to avoid any potential crying that I wouldn’t be able to explain to all the students its attention would hold captive. But I had notice that Since he came out of his box Tasuda hadn’t made a peep, I figured that would be a good thing to ask Azure about since I was almost positive all babys cry.
The moment the bell rang I jumped up, grabbed my stuff, and rushed past the students and out the doors. I was so excited that I almost ran most of the way to the shop and as I flung the door open and the little bell rattle I yelled for Azyre. It seemed like an eternity before I saw Azyre walk through the back door and up to where I stood, but I’m pretty sure it was only a minute or so. He looked at me with a devilish smile like he knew something that I didn’t, which was true but it seemed so sinister. I tried to quickly get to my questions but it almost seemed as though he was trying to stall me, for what reason I may never know. He told me that it would be best to start cleaning the shop and feed the rabbits, which was odd because I had never be asked to do that before. I started anyway. The moment he left the room I took Tasuda out of the box and placing him once again on my shoulder. It took me a while to find the rabbit food but when I finished I quickly went on a search for Azyre.
At first sight of him Tasuda began to cry, and it pained me to hear it. I didn’t understand why, he had been silent all day up until then. I considered that it was possible he didn’t like people, since Azyre was the first person other then myself he has come in contact with. I took him into my arms and rocked his small body back in forth in a soothing motion but it didn’t seem to work. Azyre suggested that he possibly had to use the restroom, which I hadn’t even considered. I’m sure I looked dumfounded and it was obvious to Azyre my confusion cause without further adu he handed me a little box with a door almost like a Porto potty. I put it down on the table and sat Tasuda next to it, as Azyre had suspected he had to use the bathroom. As he did, I took the opportunity to ask Azyre some questions.
I found out that Tasuda was in fact his name, and that he was a little demon also know as an Oni or Tenma. Azyre told me that I would learn more about him over time, but for now all I really need to worry about is taking care of him. When Tasuda came out he crawled onto my hand and I placed him in his box, right next to the new one that fit perfectly into the corner. I watched as he curled into a ball and fell asleep. He makes me so happy.
The rest of the day seemed to go by as smooth as cutting room temperature butter. I found myself constantly checking up on Tasuda, making sure he is okay and isn’t having any problems. The walk home didn’t seem as lonely since Tasuda kept climbing all over me, his company even seemed to add to the beautiful view which made the walk so much more enjoyable. I wondered exactly how many times he would sleep each day but I figure that’s one of those things ill find out.
When I walked into the store Lily told me I glowed, and after dinner it was said that my cooking was “even more spectacular” then usual which just added to my life’s current splendor. I took the complement along with a plate of food up to my apartment and from there Tasuda ate as I worked on my homework. He fell asleep a little bit before I did and I placed him in is box on the table next to my bed, I was go caught up in the day that I almost forgot to write in my journal, okay maybe I did forge, but I guess something in me knew that if I didn’t get Tasudas first day out on paper I would hate myself, I guess that’s why I woke up about an hour after falling asleep. Now, I’m pleased and ready to get back to bed.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 8:42 am
Entry Six; August 11 2005
Yesterday was very hectic; my mother decided she wanted to come down and check up on the book store so after she called to inform me of that little tid bit of information I had less then two hours to make everything perfect. Lily and I cleaned the shop, and dusted everything, then I made my apartment spotless, which fortunately wasn’t too hard since I had partially cleaned it the day Tasuda came out. Azyre had no problem giving me the day off so that was one less thing I had to worry about and I managed to have about 20 minutes free time, before she showed up, to feed and play with Tasuda.
From the moment she stepped foot in the shop to the moment she left all I heard was complaining about one problem after the next, the orders of these books aren’t convenient, or the order of those books makes no sense. You should by new furniture, how about new curtains, sheets, cups, ect. It was a never ending cycle. It wasn’t difficult for her to drive me up the walls but with much restraint I managed to stay calm and take the beating like the good little girl that I am. When she left I was so tiered of hearing her talk that I just lied down on the couch and fell asleep.
I assume that after waiting for what could have been hours for me Tasuda managed to climb out of the whicker basket and find his way into my arms. Im not sure if she notice him but this morning Lily had to wake me up because apparently I had been so tiered I slept clear through my alarm. Situations like that make me glad I gave her an extra key to my apartment. I tried to get ready as fast as I could but it almost seemed like everything was going wrong. Sometimes I swear that if Lily wasn’t always at the shop I’m sure I would loose my arm and not even notice.
As I ran around the apartment struggling to get ready without being tremendously late, Tasuda sat on my dresser and in the cutest manner possible watched me run back and forth in my apartment. Through the corner of my eye I could see his eyes locked onto my moving body, following every move I made as if glued to me. The thought of leaving him at home always brought sever sadness upon me, so I began to make it a habit of making sure he was ready to go along with myself. His presence seemed to always brighten my day and I’m glad he doesn’t hold the same qualities that most babies posses, instead he seams to enjoy watching me and taking in everything as if he was a sponge absorbing information. I decided that I am going to get him a gift, but at the moment I’m not sure what it should be.
Also toady I got a ridiculous amount of homework but fortunately it isn’t due until Monday, so I have at least 3 days to work on it. Azyre told me that I can officially start working at the desk from now on, but since Im not always there, I guess I shouldn’t bee too happy about it. I saw that same strange man again today as I was doing my homework and for a moment he looked as if he had pointed ears like and elf, but I dismissed it thinking that I bust have been my imagination. It seems to me that more people walk by the shop, than will ever even consider coming in, which is only logical, but barely anyone walks by.
I decided that I would kelp Lily out for a little bit longer then I normally do so that I could tell her she could take the weekend off if she wanted to. We worked there together for a long time and it seemed like we were having quite a lot of fun just talking and such, but when I told her the happy news she just looked at me with her big brown eyes and a bright smile that could make anyone happy, and she told me it was okay, that I shouldn’t worry about her, and that she enjoyed working at the shop too much to want to take a weekend away. It made me terribly sad, but I understand how much she enjoys her work.
I cooked a large meal and tried my best to make it all fancy, we talked about many thinks and I finally ended our night to start on my homework once again. I brought some food up for Tasuda and began my work, but the moment he finished eating, he was the only thing on my mind. I played little games with him, wear in most cases I was getting climbed on or I was trying to find him around the apartment it was the strangest thing sitting there in my apartment with something to do. I cant think of how I went on without him.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 8:50 am
Entry Seven; August 11 2005
It was probably only an hour after I wrote my last entry and maybe two before I would normally go to bed but I sat there playing with Tasuda and… and to my surprise he spoke to me. Now I know it may seem crazy but I’m most defiantly sure it was in fact him speaking to me. He, in the cutest voice and the sweetest tone called out my name “Brooklyn” which is interesting because in front of friends I generally go by Tentomushi, or Tento. I don’t know how he even knew my name, but he said it. Just like that, looked up at me with the most odd of expressions, which I can’t put my finger on, and just said it “Brooklyn”. It seemed to flow from his lips as if it was a name is had said everyday of his life, he said it with such familiarity as if he just knew me. I almost think that’s the case, like what if he choose me.
Now, don’t go thinking I’ve gone coo coo, and you know maybe I have. But its perfectly logical when you ignore the impossibilities of the whole situation. It must have been fate, fate is the only way to describe something of this magnitude. I’m sure we have some kind of bond that I just cant explain. Like that story you hear as a child of the boy with a tough decision he must make and his inner self is arguing with him trying to get him to do the right thing.
That’s what its like. Tasuda, he is my inner self on the outside of me. Maybe he was a part of me to begin with, what if the box held what made him what he is but my inner self is what gave him his soul, no, is his soul and that’s why we have such a connection. I must sound crazy.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 8:51 am
Entry One; August 23 2005
Brooklyn gave me this as a gift today, I must say its beautiful. The book is black leather with a matching string to tie it and a red ruby on the front which appears to be for decoration. Its as big as a three ringed binder when compared to Brooklyn, in truth is it no more then two inches tall and one inch wide, the perfect size. I’d like to write in it every day, but I’m afraid I don’t have anything Interesting to write. I’m sure ill just write in it on occasion. Its too beautiful to destroy with simple minded thoughts and day by day routines. I want to add adventure, or at least some of the big things that happen in my life. I really just don’t know where to start.
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2005 8:16 am
Entry Two: September 1st 2005
Today is Brooklyn’s birthday. I didn’t know what to get her so I made her a drawing big enough for her to put on a wall and see clearly, it’s the size of printer paper apparently and I spent almost a whole week getting it ready whenever I had time to myself. Azyre helped me get her some chocolate cupcakes with candles to use as a cake, she loved it, he also purchased a romance novel for me so I could give it to her. I rapped it myself. Today she is officially 15 and all I need to do for her now is find her someone that she can fall in love with. I read it in some of her novels, to humans love seems like such an important thing. I guess it’s the same way with us, she says when I’m older I should know what she means. But I’m not even sure she believes it. At least I know she thinks that’s the way it is.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 10:58 am
Entry Three; November 15th 2005
We stared working on a house for me to live in so that things are more to my size. Its basically going to be a Barbie dream house except larger and made out of wood instead of plastic. I’ve been using one of her old Ken dolls outfit so that I’m not running around naked. Apparently Ken is a Barbie too, I thought Barbie was the name for all of the girls, but I guess I’m wrong.
Anyway, I don’t want Brooklyn to worry about the house, she has too many things on her plate already and I don’t want to add any more difficulties to what she already has to deal with. So I try to assure her that she doesn’t need to ever finish it and that it will always be a last priority and if its not that will truly make me sad. She says that there are two kinds of love, the kind that you feel when you want to bread with a mate, and the kind that you feel towards someone who is there for you. It is normally distinguished by the desire to please that person and make them happy. She says she loves me, I think I love her too.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 2:10 am
Entry Eight; December 22 2005
Time has been racing by quickly; I have been unable to write as often as id like to but I only have myself to blame for this unfortunate event. Since the day Tasuda spoke we’ve held some cherishing conversation. I’ve realized that when in the company of other people, and occasionally when with me, Tasuda is very shy and quiet in his ways. I’ve also found out that Tasuda may possible have a gift of some sort of power. I haven’t seen any positive signs of any, but the possibility is exciting enough to keep me on my toes. A fact that has come to being since the last time I wrote is that me and Tasuda are basically inseparable.
I’ve begun working on a small doll house type structure made out of wood and other materials so that he can have a place of his own, I’m taking into consideration the height Tasuda is probably going to reach in the coming years. Although he is only around 5 inches I have reason to believe that he may be a foot or so tall give or take an inch or two so I will build it according to that scale. Since it will be a side project I don’t plan on finishing it for at least a year. If life gets to hectic it may be even longer. Tasuda said he doesn’t mind, and they he will put in effort to help me build his little home.
I had figured out what it had been that I wanted to get Tasuda and about two weeks after he spoke to me I went to Azyre and got a small journal made for him with a small calligraphy set as well. I’m assuming that some of the Oni’s work for him by making things for the other Oni’s, or peoples “pets” as they are considered. I’ve found that term to be slightly offensive to the bond that Tasuda and I share. He isn’t just a “pet” to me, but more of a companion a type of soul mate.
I’m afraid that in the most recent days I have started to come down with a sickness and because of it Tasuda has been in a sense, upset. I’m not sure yet but I think it might be related with the illness I’m coming down with. I feel the strong need to apologize for everything so that he understands that I don’t mean to be the way I am. I hope that something like this wont effect him in the future and if it unavoidable I suppose I need to try my best to not get sick.
Now, I must work on his house.
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2008 8:12 am
Entry Four; December 27 2005
It had came to my attention that Brooklyn has been sick for the past couple of days, actually it seems more like a week or so. I heard it would be beneficial for her to see a Doctor so I have been asking her to do so. I think she is afraid by what she might hear, honestly I am too. But if there is any chance they can help her it will be worth it. I’ve realized that when ever she is sick, or sad, it makes me angry and causes me to think a few impure thoughts. I’m worried that if this continues I might influence her to do something I never want her to do. And I’ve noticed that although I cant make her do anything she doesn’t want to do, I can have a big impact on decisions she makes.
I just need to be stronger for her, I don’t want to put her in any danger.
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