16 Announcement: This writer is back from the trashbin!

Let me begin with a certain quote I heard in my childhood — "Ècrire, c'est une façon de parler sans être interrompu" and "On n'aime que ce qu'on ne possède pas tout entier. "

It's French for the plebains that don't know it — and I'm not quoting some embarrassing quote telling you guys to love and how love is all in this world; that's insanity.

The first one's literal translation is: "Writing is a way to talk without being interrupted". And the latter one is: "We love only what we do not wholly possess."

How do I know? I'm French — well one third-French but that's for later.

I'm back, and ready to (re)write Golden Watch. This one uplifted my moods regardless of the fact that's its more darker.

It's really unlike me to say this, but I don't think I'm ready to move on yet. I know it's what everyone else is feeling and telling me to do (rightly so) , but for me after a while spent in any one place, my feets starts itching — telling me to go somewhere else.

Colorful Brides took a while for me to figure out. I've only just realised now that I'm really going to miss this one. I'm feeling settled in to writing it and comfortable here. It just dawned on me the other day that I wasn't going to go anywhere and it hit me harder than expected. There's so much I haven't done here — I haven't exposed Yuuto's backstory, haven't developed Ayumi yet, haven't finished Hagashi's revenge yet, exposed Sayeko's story yet, started the friends backstories yet and haven't even started to begin the political debate that I wanted to start.

Yet it won't lead anywhere, that much I've begun to know.

I don't exactly know how to summarize my feelings when the idea of putting down this story came to my mind, but I do have a question that'll make you: What's worse? Dying when you want to live or living when you want to die?

Now don't get me wrong; I know myself better than most people who read the shit that my mind barfs into a digital screen. I'll probably come back to this after I finish Golden Watch or something; nonetheless that's not what I'm pointing at.

The main thing is, I sometimes like writing so much that I don't want to stop. I don't like writing itself — it's boring. But I like writing characters and stories, it's fun.

Do you know why I write? I write a fun world because maybe mine isn't so fun after all. That's what writers do, don't they? They things that they'll never see in their entire lives.

Common author quotations 101 — I made a world of magic, because mine was tragic. (Citation. Mr. Gyihhuhu's tragic twin Yuhuhu)

But when you read a book, what you see are black squiggles on pulped wood or, increasingly, dark pixels on a pale screen. To transform these icons into characters and events, you must imagine. And when you imagine, you create. It's in being read that a book becomes a book, and in each of a million different readings a book becomes one of a million different books, just as an egg becomes one of potentially a million different people when it's approached by a hard-swimming and frisky school of sperm.

Readers don't work for writers. They work for themselves. Therein, if you'll excuse the admittedly biased tone, lies the richness of reading.

The thing I have a problem with is that I'm stupid. I suffer from avoidable problems and create inevitable mistakes.

The fuck with the depressing shit in Golden Watch, it isn't as depressing as it's confusing. I realized that it had so many holes and shitty jizz that my brain malfunctioned and turned itself into a jihad.

To the fuck with the depression. The fuck? I apologize to every reader that was disappointed with me over my reasoning, I truly apologize. Even I am surprised as how, me, could even blatantly put out a reasoning like that.

You know, maybe my idea to put Golden on hiatus for a bit wasn't as stupid at all. I learned a lot, how to write coherent dialogue and how to get rid of useless filler(to a certain extent)

I shouldn't have started Colorful Brides. I shouldn't have. I'm now regretting starting this, a story, a life, that I'll probably never ever visit again, ever.

I'll give you guys a the entire plot at the latter part of the chapter, but bear with me.

I write to make myself happy, and it doesn't matter if the story is bad, crappy, dark or light. Maybe I am the worst person in the universe, but to make myself happy, I try my best to write.

The most stupid thing in the world, is to allow yourself to write for yourself. The readers, followers, and collectors don't care to the same iota as you, they never will care to the same length as you do about your own story.

And laughably, neither is writing for the readers. You'll never enjoy yourself to the same length the readers do, nor will you care(?)

But that's okay. It's the same matter as your life. After a certain period of time passes, everyone will forget you — and that's fine.

The Unforgiving Game: I want you to imagine you're playing a video game. A game where you know that as soon as you perish, so will all of your memories and achievements. A little while after that, all the players you've played with will die, and so will their memories and achievements. Then the whole game world you plaved in, will be wiped. Deleted. For ever. Your savegames, gone. All footage, gone. Eventually, not a single trace will be left. Now, you were playing this game, not knowing that. You found yourself very attached to your little house, guns, clothes and gear.

That's a rather pointless thing, everyone knows it, and so do I.

The thing is, I want to continue wiring Bride but it ain't possible, sorry, I'm a bad writer.

I've realised one thing, I liked Golden Watch more than this, but I still like this one with the rather same type of wavelength.

I can't stop writing darkness, because if you yourself are a demon, can you bear to write the Bible?

I'm going back to writing Golden, and if you want to know further, go there and see the chapter I've uploaded there for a more detailed explanation.

I ain't going anywhere soon, because I have more to explain and more to say.

Towards Heaveah and the others that said that I plagarised PLIC(Pure Love x Insult Complex), you aren't wrong per se, but I'll explain it soon.

I'll explain every character and story below.

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Hagashi

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"I hate being forgotten."

"I hate the Chinese, even more than people that forget me."

"Is there any Chinese here? Raise your hands, you're getting gutted at this very moment." (in a certain event in a certain chapter.)

Are you absolutely sure his surname was Amami?

Born into the eastern parts of Sapporo, Hokkaido, Japan, Hagashi was a rather malnourished but happy child born third in a farmer's family.

He was born in 1956, and his story starts when he turns 13.

This was supposed to in a more later portion of the story, where he's forced to tell his story of how and why he's like that.

I didn't write this into a plot draft or anything, so I might have forgotten some tidbits.

Hagashi tells about his past, wherein he was a child studying in a school run by an orphanage along with Etozawa, Takeshi's father, a cabinet minister in the current timeline.

Back then, he wasn't happy, but he certainly was satisfied. He liked seeing movies with Etozawa, was an avid tech enthusiast that carried a camera wherever he went.

Hagashi wasn't a loner by any chance, but he certainly didn't like making friends so he only had two of them — a girl and Etozawa.

The girl was a bit unique — she wasnt beautiful by any chance but he liked her anyway. Maybe he fell for her personality? I don't know, I don't think I know.

All three of them had a rather light argument in class, which leads to Hagashi promising to pay for a trip to the cinema for them.

Hagashi returns home and upon seeing his surroundings with Etozawa, he remarks.

"You know, if I ever become rich. The first thing I'll do is become a legislator and funnel funds into this area. Look at this, that bridge, it's broken. Yet no one is doing anything even remotely to fix it."

(He certainly does fufil that promise)

"Well, how will you do that? You do know right, the people like us will become a middle class civil servant at most?" (Etozawa)

"You're an unimaginably stupid kid. What do you think rich people do? They find a need and strive to fulfill it! And look at Sapporo! It's water lines are clogged, the streets are unpaved while major construction projects are being looted clean by the municipal authorities! "

" So? I don't think we have enough authority to even reach those levels though... "

" Hey hey hey, it's okay to dream. I want to help everyone in this city, I love everyone here! "

" So Mr. Etozawa, what do you dream of doing?! "

" Erm...i don't know yet. But I want to marry that woman I saw in that film! "

" Hate to break it to ya', but she'll be 60 by the time you're twenty. "

" Blergh, fuck. "

" Anything else you dream of? I plan on buying a bunch of computers after I become a legislator. "

" Um, women I guess? "(Etozawa)

" Never mind, wanna play games at the arcade? "

" Ooooh, let's go! "

Hagashi returns home and is promptly slapped by his father, who tells him that spending money is bad for their household.

Hagashi tries his utmost not to cry; crying is forbidden, if you cry you'll get slapped again.

His mother doesn't care, she has two other children to care after. Hagashi was nothing but a (spoiler) burden to them.

Hagshi summed his mother's ignorance of his crying sounds as her being busy, yet that doesn't help as he feels abandoned and cries to the only person he thinks likes him, his elder brother.

A bit of a background,

His most liked person was his brother — whom he looked at and loved as if he was his God. One day, he brought a beautiful wife into the family and during the introduction, Hagashi became well acquainted with her.

- Spoiler, his brother thinks of him as a burden and constantly tells his father to put him into farming, his wife doesn't share his views but doesn't disagree either. While the father always disagrees.

Hagashi cries to his sister in law, upon finding that his brother isn't there for him.

"Neechan, does everyone hate me here?"

"Shh, no they don't. Don't cry, you have a family here, they might not necessarily tell you that, but they all love you."

"Do you know, Hagashi-kun, that family is the most important thing in the world to a person? You might as well spend your entire life with someone, but they still won't like you as much as your family does."

Soon, Hagashi falls asleep and his sister in law leaves the room with an annoyed expression.

I wouldn't really stretch this more, but later on the road with the girl and Etozawa towards the cinema, all three of them get kidnapped.

Hagashi, in a moment of bravery, helps the girl escape, which doesn't help him much except for a good whipping.

Turns out, they were all kidnapped since they had unique features unexpected from Japanese children, ie: Blue eyes for Hagashi and a rather unknown reason for Etozawa(calm down, this ain't a plot hole)

They were all kidnapped in order to satisfy a couple, namely the Ambassador of China to Japan and his wife.

Skip two years of agony in China, he's let go in the streets of Beijing to fend for himself(and of course, he wasn't let go with just that)

Turns out, both of their(Etozawa and Hagashi) foods were laced with rat poison and they collapsed right in front someone's house.

They get alright, and with the "someone's" help, both of them manage to return back to Japan, and until then three years had passed away.

They land, and with excited faces, travel to their hometown and see that it's the new year's festival.

"Bro, it's new year..."

A tear streaked down Etozawa's face, smoothened after years of grooming by the despicable Chinese couple.

"Ah, the lights...the fucking lights..."

"Hey, everyone's waiting for us you know? Knowing that girl's personality, she might not have moved on by now."

"Really?"

"Yeah Hagashi, the same would also apply to your sister in law, wouldn't it? She loved you more than your mother, didn't she?"

"Yeah, come on, I'll introduce you to her one day, yeah?"

"Sure, your brother too, he sounds like a nice person."

Long story short, no one remembered them. Not that they screamed that they were Hagashi and Etozawa but they hid and masked themselves, and asked their parents, and friends of what they thought of them.

" I don't frankly remember them, they were a quiet bunch. Weird as their parents."

"Them? No, never heard of them."

"Ah, those two? I used to teach them math, I'm sorry but I don't really remember much about them. I really worry over them since they've been kidnapped."

"Them? Ah, yes, my daughter was kidnapped along with them. I always knew that they were a bad bunch. Thankfully, my daughter is safe now and studying at a prestigious school in Tokyo."

Hagashi shook his head.

"So, they forgot us?"

After leaving, he spots his sister in law with two kids in tow.

They look exactly like his brother.

"Do I know you?" She sees after seeing Hagashi's cloudy blue eyes beneath the tiger mask.

Nothing. Hagashi just straight ran away.

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"So now what? We ran away and now we're homeless."

"What do you want me to do? Go back to that shit hole?"

Hagashi looked at the ice cream in his hands and stamped his feet on the floor.

"We were forgotten man. I don't like that, I don't think I can face them again without kicking them in the face."

Hagashi looked in front of him, a bridge overseeing a small pond.

The only one on that bridge was a girl. A very beautiful one that that too.

" Hey, give me that. " The girl smiled as she pointed at Hagashi's ice cream.

Eccentric.

Regardless, he gave it to her and striked a chat with her: detailing everything without leaving anything.

The girl pities them and shakes her head, and offers to take the two to her house, saying that: "A favor for a favor."

The girl takes them to her house and tells them about her: "I'm Irizaki Sabaya."

Daughter of an import/export businessman, certainly prestigious and wealthy — Hagashi thought.

It didn't take them much time to reach her house: an apartment complex.

"This is the first time I'm being welcomed enthusiastically to a house."

"Yeah, me too..."

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(I apologize if all of these seem hastily written, because they are)

It didn't take much time for Hagashi to reenter school, nor did it take much time for him to fall for Irizaki, who was an university student.

Long story short, she was kidnapped by a rival businessman afflitiaed with Tokyo's then governor, a person from the «Mizuhara Family»

She suffers a fate irrelevant to my disliking. She's killed and thrown out on the sea.

The two boys get arrested under suspicion of the girls father. And soon are released and homeless once again.

"Is this how our story will end? In misery?"

"I'll remember them, all of them. «Sabaya, Mizuhara» and finally that Ching Chong sausage family, everyone. You think they can escape?"

"How will we even make money now...food...?"

"We'll die if we don't fight, so I don't think there's shame in living in a cardboard box for a few months."

"We just need capital, a thousand is all that's needed."

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There's more to his story, but I don't think I need to tell everything do I?

The story on how and why he opened a brothel was in no way ripped off from PLIC: the reason he wanted to do so was because he wanted to make money.

The events that were supposed to happen were in the next few chapters are -

Yuuto opens a few shell companies with friends -> Song tells him to lie down on the sand with him for a while, which he does begrudgingly, Song tells him a bunch of things in Korean which he doesn't understand. -> Yuuto tries to draw with Ayumi, which she painfully tries but can't as she doesn't know how to draw anymore, she tells Yuuto to try as she might have a bit of inspiration upon seeing him. -> Yuuto can't draw well, he can only draw stick figures much to the hilarious reaction of Ayumi. -> Ayumi randomly tells Yuuto that she loves him, which Yuuto being Yuuto doesn't believe but he doesn't tell that loudly to her -> Yuuto thinks in his mind to enlist the help of Yuna, who he believes draws well. Ayumi later tells Yuuto that she wants to go to an onsen(hot spring) with him to which he replies a: yes. -> Yuuto goes and talks with Mio, upon which to his dismay discovers that since the future has changed, even she has changed. She doesn't like mangas anymore and is increasingly rebellious and disobedient. -> he tries to fix her for a bit but nothing happens as she just runs away listening to Justin beiber(top kek) songs.

Next chapter.

Yuuto receives a call from his father, which tells him to wait on the road for him as he wants to tell him something -> Hagashi comes in a Vespa scooter and takes him away to a hotel, and upon being questioned says nothing and stays silent -> upon being taken there, Yuuto discovers that he's been taken to a massive orgy attended by depraved maniacs. The women there strip him clean and throw away his clothes and then he receives a call again from his father.

"Sakuya's on the roof, go there and rescue her in five minutes. Otherwise..."

After seeing that there were no men's clothes on the floor, Yuuto took a bra from the floor and covered his crotch with it, and bolted straight at the rooftop.

Next chapter.

Yuuto didn't care about the people that saw him stride through the hotel naked as he arrived on the roof -> without any solutions, he saves Sakuya by slapping her and taking her away from the guard rail -> she tries to kill him by throwing him from the roof, but unfortunately he's heavy and she can't life him -> Yuuto rips her clothes and rapes her, and in the meanwhile while she cries, he tells her to sing a song for him.

That's all I have in my mind.

And did you guys know that there was a sick revelation later in the story? Where Sayeko is revealed to be Hagashi's illegitimate daughter related by blood? Making her Yuuto's blood related sister?

Huehuehuehue!!!!

I only have one thing to say at the end of this chapter.

I make bad novels.

But I'm not a bad author.

I make good novels.

But I'm not a good author.

Yo, Naruto fanfic writers, make this[^] your mantra . It'll help you when you face the judges of hell for making my life worse.

And damn you, I don't have depression anymore.

Remember — You have a broken heart, not a broken life. You have a broken dream, not a broken future.

Au revoir, les lecteurs. Et vous baisez Naruto! J'espère que vous mourrez quelque part dans un coin du monde.