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Paper Planes~

++ You requested piles of different types of paper in all sorts of colors, telling Kaname that you wanted them so you could make paper planes, origami, and to draw... But you had more obvious plans for them. Who could you put your trust into more, to let your guard down around? A cunning genius with obvious superior and beauty or a cute, helpless, confused, and forgetful little wife for the moment. The answer was obvious, there was one thing you learned in life... Never show your full hand, you make it appear as you are as innocent as can be. So there you were sitting in the garden gently folding the papers into shape and cute animals. ++

The paper you held was thin and pink, it was then transformed into a swan, you held the body and tail and slowly made the wings flap as you pulled. You smiled at your handy work, origami was always a good distraction and it was an even better way to hide your coded reminders...

It has been about a week since you first remember waking up in this place, since then you had been having some relapse of memories you decided to create some preventable measure with the placed coded messages within the folded origami. A way you use to hide your diary pages as a child, out in plain sight and in such tiny writing and symbols that some may just mistake it for scribbles or mistakes.

You were having some obvious suspicions that Kaname was causing these memory relapses with the procedure he had you on, with the IV to get the proper fluids in your body and the odd colored pills he gave you... He did it all and none of the housekeepers ever spoke to you... Ever. They would merely grab your used clothes or fix your bed while you were downstairs for breakfast, but you would sometimes get glances at them while passing them going down the stairs and they almost looked frightened...

Frightened not by you, so that meant someone else had definitely did.

You shook those thoughts from your mind for the moment because you were already upset enough with the lack of memories... You could only remember those minor thing... Your name, but Kaname calls you Alice which makes you semi-doubt yourself. You age, but you do look a tad bit younger... You skipped that one... You were a university student, but you could not even remember where at or what you even majored in... You were an intelligent photographer, well that was obvious right. Through those deduction you knew you had to be a little weird at that point or kind of crazy... But why would someone like Kaname have a reason to lie or make up all of this? 

He could not possibly be the type of person who simply takes what he wants when he sees it? Right?

Maybe this is some type of dream and this is just a really long and vivid nightmare?

No... No, this was all too real and this was  no VR game.

Your fingertips continued to smoothly press down for desired folds as you folded the plain paper into another swan and then different planes, before you knew it your table was littered with different origami animals, shapes, and planes. Once you were finished you stood up and stretched, raising your hands above your head. 

Why did you feel so off...

Why were you smiling instead of crying right now? 

Why did you always admired from afar...

Why did this hurts so God damn much.

You knew something was wrong.

You knew this was not who you would love enough to marry because you could never imagine stalking any person in such... Such seclusion, as does Kaname live and breathe in... You could not remember meeting Kaname whatsoever, but here you are apparently married to this handsome stranger coincidentally not able to remember your life clearly and being told your name was something you just knew had to be untrue.

You could see blurs of your last few months, but nothing more... And that just broke you deep down inside... Although with those flurries of memories came your remembrance of killing a girl... You had done that before, you knew that for sure because the thought felt familiar. Your head snapped straight forward in that moment, you killed someone... But why did you kill her...

Did you do it because you wanted to or because you wanted to do it for someone else...

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The thoughts buzzed inside of your mind, bouncing off of one another of the possibilities, but you sighed and shook your head it was just speculations at that point... For now you quietly played along with the game until you were sure of it all...

A genius always plays their hand to their advantage until you could kill them... Literally or metaphorically. 

In this case...

You intended it to be literal and serious.

Who could blame you? 

You were still a killer at heart and this man, who kept you in seclusion, was no different than any other victims that become prey to the hunters.

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Word Count: 875

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