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Hi Guys ! :hee:
This is my first attempt at fanfiction so I hope it's good. Also, English isn't my native language, so sorry for the mistakes (grammar...). :nervous
I'll let you guess the main pairing ^^.
Enjoy ! :)
Prologue Part 1:
???? POV
Each of us had to give an answer to «this» question, at least once in our life. You know «this» question, «this» stupid question which will choose everything for you, like your friends, lovers....well, in fact, the world in where you’re going to live until your old and painful bones send you six feet under....
It always start in the same place, a place who hide and protect you from the harsh reality of this world. But not forever. All the good things come to an end. Elementary School only last a few years, then you grow up and of course nothing will ever be the same.
It’s always the same person who ask you «this» question. A kind Elementary School Teacher who always have this fake smile on his face.
« What do you want to be in the future?» He ask in a really sweet tone. Of course he couldn’t care less if you wanted to be Spiderman or the next ruler of the world. He is just doing his job by asking you «this» question. Nothing more, nothing less.
Then you have to give an answer. Yes, you, a 7-years-old child, have to choose the job you want to do, the life you want to live, your dream...As soon as «this» question is ask, it becomes a huge mess. Every children wants to answer, and at the same time. Their answers are nearly the same: « I want to be an actress», «Me, a doctor !!!», « I’m going to be the most famous singer! Just wait and see!». Some answers are more...well... weird: « I want to be a mad scientist!!». I remember one of my classmate saying that he wanted to be «a beautiful bride»....yeah i know...kinda...huh...original....
Everybody wants to have a special life, a wonderful job, to be rich and famous. Well everybody ...but me.
I want to have a normal life, a normal job, normal friends, a normal lover. I don’t want to be rich or worst of all, to be famous... ugh...only thinking about that, make me sick. I mean what’s so great about being famous, being different ?? Everybody is watching your moves, you have no freedom, you can’t do what you want to do, you always have to put a mask on your face, and no one will ever know you, your true self...
Well, nothing more easy to be a normal person, you tell me? Yes that what I thought too at first. Until that fateful day, when my life was literally turned upside down. My dream collapsed in one day, just because of one picture with one person....
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Well I have no idea what pairing it is going to be.
But according your picture main person is Mayu? So Mayuki?
Or Wmatsui, but that is just my wish.
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Interesting prologue :thumbsup. Please update soon! :bow:
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To Zita: Yes you're right, the OTP will be Mayuki XD. But don't worry, there will be some WMatsui+ others too :thumbsup
To roto_131197: Glad you like it. Here is the part 2. Hope you'll like it too :)
Autor's note: Here is the second part of the prologue. I didn't want to put this part in the first chapter, so that's why i make a second part ^^"". It's the same person's POV as Part One.
Thoughts
Enjoy! :)
Prologue Part 2
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A few hours ago
???? POV
Gahh, I’m so tired! Damn Old man! Why do I have to wake up at 5am just to do some stupid chores??? Isn’t it the same if I do them AFTER my work?? But nooo, I have to do them before going to my so «wonderful» job!! It wouldn’t be fun otherwise. But then what did i expect? I'm living in a temple after all. I guess I should feel lucky that I don't have to pay a rent; I just have to do the chores and help ..Sigh..
Well since I’m already awake and i have some time before my job start, let’s go in an internet cafe! It’s been a while since I went on Skype. Hmm...if it’s 8am here so with the jet lag...hmm let’s think...yes, those 2 idiots are still awake. God knows what they will do if i don’t give some news...Coming here ?...haha no way, i know that i have bad luck, but at this point...I mean there is a limit to misfortune...I think...i hope....oh god....
Ah wait! They can’t come here! I forget that those 2 don’t have money to buy airline tickets! Hahaha Silly me! I really have to stop scaring myself like that hahaha.
I quickly took a white and blue T-shirt, a shorts and a cap before heading out. And of course my work is at 2 hours by train from this small town. The only thing good about this place is that the internet cafe is near. I don’t think i could have walk under the heat just to find a tiny internet cafe. Why, just why did i have to come here in summer, the worst season of the year ?? Well, only in this country....sigh....just my luck. I should have come in Spring, but then it’s not like i had the choice...
I finally arrived at the internet cafe. The old man who own the shop didn’t see me enter. He was too engrossed by his newspaper, a tabloid one, from yesterday night.
Pleasee! Let him speak English! Or at least understand it!. I gathered my courage and asked: « Ano...is it possible to have 1 hour ?». The old man looked up from his newspaper and looked at me. Okayy, it seems that he understand only Japanese. I sighed...
Suddenly the old man looked back at his newspaper, then at me, then back at his newspaper again... It’s strange, Japanese people are not rude like that. On the contrary. Bah must be my imagination. I was in a hurry so I showed him one of the computer and asked him if i could use it. He went pale, and just nodded. Okayyy, i think i messed up my makeup again, that would explain his strange behavior.
Maybe it’s not a so good idea to go on skype. If i’m make up as Ronald Mcdonald, those 2 will never leave me alone. Well too late, slow brain! There is no going back now...
I launched Skype and oh! surprise! guess who is calling me? my two stupid friends of course! I swear they are faster than Speedy Gonzales. I sighed before looking at the screen, putting the micro on and answering the call.
« Hey guys!! How are you? Sorry for not giving some news earlier, but it’s quite hard to find Internet in T...» I didn’t have the time to finish as I got interrupted .
«Why the hell didn’t you told us? I can’t believe it! I thought we were friends...sniff...»
«What the...???» I was going to ask her what she was talking about when i got interrupted, again, but this time by the other baka.
«Sasshi is right! Friends are supposed to share everything, everything! It’s the rule! Ah I wish I was in Japan ! Wait... I know ! Bring her back to France so that you can share her with us~~ And she seems to have money so there is no problem for the airline ticket....maybe you can ask her to buy yours!!! It will be great ~~»
« Still I have to say that I would have never believe that!» Looks like Sasshi was fake crying...again « Not only did you finally join us on the Lighter side of the Force, but you stopped with your stupid dream about being a normal person blablabla....sniff... You make me so proud of you my young Padawan!...sniff..» Wait !?! What the... ?!? I think i'm lost...
«I know !!! And that girl looks so hot!! How did you get her? Or...wait is she the one who get you? hehehe»
« It’s obviously her Squirrel! I mean look she is underage, do you really think our Snowy will take the risk to go to jail??»
« She is not underage, well at least not according to the French law hehehe . But if it’s her who make the first move, why choosing Snowy? I see nothing special in you ~~» Thank you so much for the compliment, stupid little pervert squirrel! Grrr. Before I could tell her a little piece of a my mind, the other baka spoke again.
« Bah who cares! The only thing important is that your girlfriend is rich, famous, pretty and underage..well at least in Japan...ah wait! haha It’s not one but four....Please teach me master!!!!» ...Huh...Huh....what...
« Ne ne Snowy!! How is her oshiri ? Please tell meeee!!» Thanks to the perverted squirrel, my brain started again...
« What the hell are you talking about you two ??? Girlfriend? Rich? Famous? Underage?? Are you two out of your mind ?? And I told you to stop calling me like that!» I think that everybody in Japan heard me, well at least the old man did...
« Ouch! You know, i ‘m not deaf and i don’t really want to be, so no need to shout like that» said Sasshi, while rubbing her stupid ear.
«Oh! I think i was very calm, but you want me to shout ?! Fine you’ll get i-» I’m going to kill those two i swear !!!
« Come on! There is no point in hidding it anymore! I bet the whole world knows at this time» said the perverted squirrel while pouting.
«Know what??» Okay those two are seriously getting on my nerves.
« About you and your famous girlfriend of course! You think we will not have recognized you on the newspaper ??»
« Still can’t believe you didn’t tell us...» mumbled the short midget.
«.... Huh...I don’t have a girlfriend and i don’t know what you’re talking about...» Huh...maybe i should call someone to take them to the hospital...or better to the asylum. They are starting to make me really worry.
« Haha yeah as if Snowy, but hellooo, the T Shirt you’re wearing on the picture is the one we gave you on your last birthday...You know the one we made ONLY for you?»
« Now, our masterpiece is going to be famous too~~ thanks to you, and the newspaper hehehe»
« Newspaper?Picture ?» There was a long silence after that, I could hear the flies fliying.
« Wait... don’t tell me you didn’t know that ...» I think that those baka were as surprised as me.
« What?» Oh god! why do i have a bad feeling about this ?
«....ano... Snowy? Did you read the newspaper today? The tabloid one i mean ? With the stars' lifes and so ?»
« Of course not! I’m not interested in that kind of stuff. Did you forget?» Geez, what does the stupid life of some stars, idols or whatever, has to do with me ?
«...Go buy one hurry!!! You had to see it!!! The first page!! Wait....sit down before reading it because it might be a shock...» said Sasshi, who like kind of ...panicked? Her ?!? I started to panic too, just a little...okay.a lot !!
« And where do you want me to find this stupid...»
Hold on! The old man! He was reading the newspaper from yesterday!! Without any second thought I went to the front desk and grab the paper from his hands. I was scared, I couldn’t stop shaking.. Okay stupid me! Calm down! Breathe in and out! Then let’s just take a look at the front page. You can do it! Yes i can! I looked at the newspaper and.....OUF! it was just about an actor who drunk too much and went on rampage. Thanks god i am safe.
I was going to kill my two wonderful friends when something came in my mind. Wait a minute! This is a Japanese newspaper, meaning that i’m actually looking at the last page... hahaha...no way...haha well it will change nothing right? right ~~. I looked at the first page and then...my mind and world blew up at the same time.
Is that...? There was 2 pictures. On the first picture, there was a girl, on the top of another girl, kissing her . The next picture showed the 2 black-haired girls standing side by side. One of the girl wore a white dress, and had twintails. She was indeed very pretty and...young. The face of the other girl, the one who was on the top, could not be seen. But she wore jeans and a T Shirt on which it was written: «Piss Me Off and Pay The Consequences».
Eh? This T Shirt looks so much like the one i’m wearing right now. This world is so little small sometimes... Wait a minute...Oh...My....God....it’s mine. It’s my T Shirt. It’s my f***** T Shirt !!!!!!!! Hold on, that means that the other girl is... «her»!
Then I read the title of the article, I felt my eyes popped out of their sockets. It was written: « Who is this mysterious girl dating idol XXXXXXXX from AKB48 ??»
Dating? Idol ?? AKB48 ????...no way.... i suddenly felt dizzy, everything was moving too fast...
Just before blacking out, I remember asking myself one thing:
How did all this mess begin ??!!
To be continued
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So what do you think? Should i continue or not ? :nervous
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OFCOURSE! you don't have to ask!! CONTINUE PLEASE! MaYuki :shy1:
somehow it feels unusual Yuki being callled her english name :hee:
Yey I'll wait for your update :on drink:
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Interesting prologue.
Can't wait for the first chapter
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Yeah I want to know... How did the scandal occur?
Can't wait to see more
Thank you...
:twothumbs :twothumbs :twothumbs
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How this happened? She should remember if she kissed someone.
Such a playboy. :lol: :shy1:
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you must continue this!! it's great.I wanna read the next chapter ~
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It's interesting..
Can't wait for the next chapter..
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It's great! Very interesting :heart: :heart:
Can't wait for next chapter :farofflook:
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realy realy realy interesting !!!!! :fap
I want the next chapter alredy :D :w00t: hehehe
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Confusing and interesting
continue
thanks
Update soon!!
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At first I think that's Mayu's POV but at the end I realise it Yuki's :mon wtf:
It's really kind strange to call Yuki in English :mon sweat:
WHAT THE....!?!??!? HOW !?!?!! :stoned: :shock:
Now, Yuki is famous and also Yuko's and Sasshi's T-shirt :wahaha:
Inetresting~~~~ :kekeke:
Update soon, please :kneelbow:
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Author's Note: Thank you for all the replies! I'm glad you like it! :hee:
Like the prologue, I decided to seperate the Chapter 1 in 2 parts, because I need to make some change on the Second part. Hope it's not confusing. :kneelbow:
Also please tell me if you prefer Yuki's thoughts like that:-Thoughts- or like that:-Thoughts-
Chapter 1 Part I
A few months ago
« Yuki! Will you go out with me ?»
If this boy didn’t ask me out in front of a full amphitheatre, in the middle of the period, maybe I’ll have say yes. Or maybe not. He was quite the «ladies man» in the university: 21 years old, heir of an important French company. The only bad point of this wonderful pedigree was that he will never have his law degree, but then why would he care? He posed for a lot of magazine, and as for the money, well i’m sure « Daddy» will pay all his debts, as usual. I've heard many girls of the university calling him «Prince Charming». « Prince Charming» ?? Eww those girls really need to wear glasses...he looks more like a frog!. There is no way I’ll go out with someone like that, so famous, so ...full of himself! Okay, Let’s try to be nice even if he is not worth it.
«I’m sorry Charles, I can’t accept but thank you.» I said with a polite smile
Now, all I have to do is to sit down again, then the teacher will resume his lesson, Charles will forget me, I will have all his groupies on my back for a few months but I can survive that...
But I hadn’t taken my bad luck into account.
Apparently it was the first time someone refused him something . So of course, he got angry, grabbed my right shoulder and said the wrong thing to the wrong person.
« What’s wrong with you? All the Japanese girls are supposed to be in love with Europeans boys! I knew it! You’re a fake! You’re not Japa...». Poor boy couldn’t finish his sentence. I bet he didn’t know what happened to him. I grabbed his hand on my shoulder, bend down, pulled and sent him flying. Nice Flip Over! hehehe. I just forgot a "tiny" , little detail: we were at the bottom of the amphitheatre. Whoops! He get down faster than the light, but not without pain. There was an heavy silent, I think that a few groupies fainted until...
« Kashiwagiiiii !!!»
I sighed. I really need to do something about this bad luck.
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« *Sigh*... What are we going to do with you, Yuki...» said Aunt Zoe while rubbing her eyes, and looking away from her computer. This sight is enough to tell me that I was in a huge mess. Aunt Zoe was never the kind of person to take a break in the middle of work. You could tell her good news like « Oh! I’m going to be Mother again!!», bad news like « My kid played with the Wii and broke our TV...You know the huge and expensive one..», she will just answer with some «it’s good for you...», or« too bad...» without looking away from her screen.
I don’t know how she does that... I don’t think I will be able to work with this tiny thing...well at least she work at the house....
« Yuki. Your university called. They said that you broke the leg of another student.You are expelled. What do you have to say?»
«Well it’s not like I was going to have my law degree. And it was the tables who broke his leg, not me. And why are they complaining? I thought that French people loved frog’s leg haha». We smiled at each other, then we burst out laughing.
Suddenly, I heard a noise from the front door, and someone coming in the living room. « I’m back ! School was boring as usual and...why are you laughing, you two ??»
« Welcome back, little sis!!» I ran and hugged her...Kawaii ~~
« Ugh, nee-san!!Breathe! I can’t breathe!!» And indeed she was slowly turning purple.
«Woops! sorry hehehe!» Sometimes I’m scared of myself...
« Mou...so why were you laughing about?»
« Nothing!!» I said, maybe a little too fast because she noticed.
« Please!! tell me !!!!» She looked at me and Aunt Zoe with those puppy eyes...I hate it when she does that! I’m so weak...
Aunt Zoe spoke before I could say anything.
«Oh well... Yuki just get expelled from her university because she sent flying some guy who broke his leg. So yes nothing really important..» It’s me or she is being a little sarcastic?! I glared at her.
« What!!! What are you going to do then ??» Oh! she’s worried about me, so cute.... « I was supposed to have your huge room once you get this stupid degree...nooo» Okay, so she is worried but about my room.
« Well I...» I was going to answer when Aunt Zoe interrupted me:
« She is going to live abroad for 1 year».
« Yes i’m going to ....wait....i’m going to what????». I think I may have dislocated my jaw.
« I’m sorry dear, but the company had some financial problems recently. Besides it’s a wonderful experience to go to another country. And before you ask, thanks to the Working Holiday Visa, you can work and live in the country for 1 year. We just have to buy a airline ticket. Let’s go now!» Wait...what?... Before I could even blink my eyes, she grabbed my arm and we went outside.
We went to a travel agency near the house. We were welcomed by a blond woman in a black suit .
«Welcome To TravelFastForCheap. May i help you?». I hope they forgot the word «safe» only in their motto...
« Yes. We would like to buy an airline ticket, for the day after tomorrow. It doesn’t matter where, just the cheapest one please» ...Couldn’t she ask me first? I don’t want to find myself in Amazonia, or worst in *that*country...
« Well you’re lucky Madam, we just got a sale, for the day after tomorrow»
«Oh and where?» I could see Aunt Zoe’s eyes shining like gold.
«Japan...» ...BANG!... My head hurt a lot....No way....
« ...well...maybe it’s better if I let you until tomorrow to decide...» said the blond woman, still confused with my previous action.
On our way back, I tried to lighten the mood: « This shop is a scam ! There is no way that...*this* country can be so cheap...Those-»
«Yuki..» Aunt Zoe interrupted me. Something is bothering her...don’t tell me that she is seriously thinking about Japan?? Before I could ask, she spoke again: «There is something I didn’t tell you. A few days ago, I receveid a letter from Japan. You’re going to have 22 years old in less than 1 year, and you’ll have to choose between the French and the Japanese nationality. You can’t have the two-» .
I interrupted her, angry: « Why do you ask me that? There is no choice to make. I am French. And that’s all.»
« Yuki, listen to me. We both know it’s half of the truth. You were born in Japan, and you moved here when you were 9 years old with your sister and your parents. You gained the French nationality because your mother was naturalize. I know that a lot of things happened, and that those things explain your dislike with everything related to Japan...But don’t you think it’s time for you to....move on ?»
«What...are you trying to say?» I said, clenching my fists.
« You should not make such choice like that. You don’t know Japan. What you remember as a child and what you’ll see as an adult is different. And you can’t hate a whole country for what happened.You can’t hide in the past forever Yuki... So why not take 1 year to discover Japan, and maybe learn to love it? You can still choose your nationality when you’re back, don’t worry. And you’ll have no regret whatever you choose. Besides, I’m sure your parents would have want you to do that......»
« STOP TALKING ABOUT THEM !!»
I shouted and ran, leaving Aunt Zoe and her words behind me, hoping that the wind will make me forget them...
TBC
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Why does Yuki dislike Japan?
Why doesn't she want to talk about her parents?
Will she go to Japan ? Or will she stay?
You'll have the answer of those questions in the Part II. ;)
Also, "Snowy" is Yuki's nickname for Yuko, Sasshi... You'll know why in Part II too . As for me I rather called her by her Japanese name too. XD
Hope you liked it :nervous Please feel free to ask any questions. :hee:
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that Frog prince :kekeke:
Yuki Kowaaaii, bet she turned Black there :hiakhiakhiak:
Yes Yuki! come to Tokyo!!! you'll love it!! :on drink:
I'm so excited Mayu appearing on the next chapters :on gay:
i want update now again :temper:
PS: you're fast with the update though :wahaha: but sorry can't get enough :gyaaah:
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I totally agree with imteedee-san :ding:
Yuki surely went Black :wahaha:
Poor that frog European rich boy but he deserved it :mon evillaff:
Yuki now you hates Japan but I'm sure someday you won't want to leave :kekeke:
So Snowy is a nickname to Yuki from Yuko and Sasshi :on drink:
Update soon, please :kneelbow:
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Ah... Yuki is going to go to Japan...
Would she meet Mayu then?
What's going to happen next?
Can't wait to find out
Thank you
:twothumbs :twothumbs :twothumbs
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ahh it's good it's good ~ who is her little sister? is a akb girl or some random girl? xD
and why she hate so much Japan, how can someone hate such a wonderfull country >n< hahah, i'm waiting for your next update :3
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Why she hate Japan so much?
Damn french guy.
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Author's Note: Here is the Part II of the Chapter one. Sorry for the lenght ! :panic: Just had an idea that I couldn't get out of my mind :mon headbang: So I had to make an under plot. I apologize again, and I'll do my best to make the next chapters shorter :mon sweat:
Also, please keep on reviewing. It's the best motivation I've ever know :thumbsup. Thank you again !
imteedee-san: hehehe you're right, Yuki went a little Black! May that frog rest in peace :mon prayer:. I'm planning to make Mayu appears soon...very soon :hee: .Thanks haha, as for the updates I'll do my best :onioncheer:
leEwÂy-san: He deserved more :kekeke: Yuki belongs to Mayuyu :on gay: Yup, you'll know why in this part!
cisda83-san: Can't reveal anything for now :hee: Even if Kami knows how much I want to :gyaaah: But it's for the sake of this fic :on speedy: Please stay tuned, I'll update as soon as possible :kneelbow:
rochilu-san: That's actually a good question. I try to put only a few random people in this pic. So yes the little sister is a akb girl, and she will have a big part to play in the under plot. I'll give some hints about her in the next chapters :whistle: I know ! >.< I love this country. You'll have your answer in this part ~~.
Zita-san: It's not like she hate Japan. It's just related to some painful memories for her. I agree. But don't worry, you'll never heard of him again :mon evillaff:
So here is the Part II. As usual: Thoughts and sorry for the mistakes!
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Chapter one part II
Yuki's POV
I ran, and ran. And ran. Again. And again. Always. I stopped when I was breathless. I could feel the tears on my cheeks, tasted them. They were salty as usual. Then, slowly, the words of Aunt Zoe came into my mind. No, stop thinking about that Yuki, you’ll only get hurt. I had no choice but to run again. It was fine, I didn’t mind. In fact I have always like running. As far as I remember, it started when I arrived in France. I was only 9 years old. I don’t know why we moved in France. It just happened one day. Or maybe I knew why at that time, but I forgot after «that» event. As well as other things like my childhood in Japan...I don’t think I had any friends back there. Not even one. I never receive letters, mails...Nothing.
I don’t remember when I saw Aunt Zoe for the first time. It feels like I’ve always known her. She once told me that I was always bored. There was nothing to do for a child like me who just arrived in this small town, had no friends. My sister was the only person who could play with me but she was unfortunately, bedridden.
My mother used to live in France. Although she was Japanese, she was naturalize and got the French nationality. As a consequence, me and my little sister gained the French nationality too, as well as the Japanese one’s. My mother used to teach me French everyday, so that I could go to school soon. I was very eager to go to school. I guess I was, like every child, idolizing everything who was new for me. Then one day it happened. I finally went to school.
Every teacher, every children looked at me as if I was different. Which of course I was. With my straight long black hair, my pale skin, my big eyes, I didn’t look like any other children who all had blonds and curly hair. No I looked like a princess, a Japanese one. I was the star of the school. Everybody keeps on staring at me. I was always invited at Birthday’s parties. They didn’t care about me. They just wanted to show me to others people, to show that they knew and were friends with someone who was different from them. I was just an amusement for everybody. A monster in a cage...
But when I run, it’s different. I realize that I am nothing, only a small thing in the universe. Whatever I do, whatever I said, the world will not stop spinning. It made me feel relieved.
It all change a few months after my 10th birthday, after that day. The day when my parents died. I forgot how to speak Japanese. As if I never knew it. And that’s when my personal hell started.
How ironic is it, to be and to look like Japanese , but at the same time to be unable to speak or read it ?. My first month in Middle School were the same as in Elementary School. Everybody was staring at me, watching all my moves. I had a lot of «friends», if you can call like that people who use you only when they need you. It’s like tissues. You always need them, but you never know when so you have to keep them within easy reach, just in case. Then you throw them up until the next time when you’ll need them.
It is a proven fact that admiration often leads to jealousy, envy. As time goes on and on, I had less and less friends, but more and more ennemies.
Someone said « the misfortune of one is the happiness of the others». I agree with him. When my classmates learnt that I couldn’t speak Japanese, they were so happy. Like a child who finally got his favorite candy, after waiting for hours. I can’t blame them. I will have do the same if I were in their shoes. We’re only humans after all.
After that, I became the subject of all the mockery. I think the worst must be when my teachers started to speak only in English to me, because they doubted that I could really understand French.
In my last year of Middle School, I transfer. Aunt Zoe got a new job, so we moved in another town. To draw less attention, I cut my hair very short, and wore some ugly glasses. I soon became a scapegoat for my classmates because of my apparence. I was weak and tiny, unable to protect myself.
Some people like to fight, play video games, or else...to avoid to breakdown in front of their friends or family, to be freed from everything in their mind even if it’s only for a few hours. To me, running is like that. I remembered that I used to run a lot back then. From everything. School, bullies, Aunt Zoe, my little sister, my doubts, my sorrow... Thus I became very fast. I could have been in the track team if I wanted to...which I did not.
High School was different. I met my first two real friends there. They were cousins and...half- Japanese. I didn’t like them at first. Maybe because when they saw me, they started to speak Japanese and I couldn’t understand a word of what they were saying. Or maybe because one was hitting on me while the other grabbed my oshiri...Yeah, definitely that...
If someone would have tell me back then, that the three of us will end up being best friends, I would have never believe him. And how wrong will I be I thought with a smile.
I was being beaten again, when Yuko and Sasshi showed up out of nowhere. It seems that they were stalking someone...me I guess. It soon became a huge melee. I guess those Yankees were as surprised as me. Never underestimate a midget. They can be very powerful...and scary . Her cousin wasn’t bad too. She was as sly as a fox. The fight didn’t last long until the yankees ran away with their tails between their legs.
« Ne ne Yuki! Are you OK?» Asked me Yuko, still panting
«...why?»
«Why what?»
«Why did you help me?? I’m just a stranger to you, I...»
« Haha what are you saying Yuki? ~~We are not strangers, we are friends!»
«If we, Japanese people, don’t help each other, then who will?» added Sasshi.
«...»
«Yuki ? Moshi, moshi?"
« She looks pale!! Don’t worry Yuki! The great Sasshi is here!! I will do CPR now...»
«...i’m fine it’s just that...it’s the first time...». I broke down. Maybe I was too lonely. Or maybe I felt relieve. Anyways I told them everything.
« Hmmm...»
«Squirrel are you alright?»
«....Ah got it! Snowy!» She said while pointing her finger at me.
« I beg your pardon? "
« Well since you don’t like everything related to Japan, your nickname will be Snowy ~~»
I laughed. I couldn’t stop. Then I start crying. But those tears were of happiness. « Haha so lame...you two are really...baka hahaha...».
We stayed like that for a while. Until...
« Sooo...do you still want me to do CPR to you?»
« That won’t be necessary!!!».
After that, we became best friends and my life got better. I stopped wearing those ugly glasses, and let my hair grows. It’s not like I had the choice, my oshiri’s sake was in game. With a lot of «skinship» threats, Yuko and Sasshi succeeded in persuading me to take self-defense class. So I registered in a Aikido club. And at the same time Yuko and Sasshi registered me into a Judo and a Karate club, «just in case you forgot». Geez, those two...I became a very busy person...
It’s been five years now ...time goes so fast! Even if we all took different paths, we still keep in touch. If wonder what will they do in my place? Will they tell me to go? Or to stay?...Why am I asking? I already know the answer. They’ll tell me to do what I want to do...But that’s the problem I don’t know what I want! I-....
Suddenly I couldn’t breath anymore. Damn...I think I have reach my limits...Water...I need...
My vision went blurry and I collapsed.
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Normal POV
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....Ugh...What happened? Yuki thought. I remember collapsing and then...a black hole. Must have fallen asleep. I better go back home before Aunt Zoe start worry. She yawns before rubbing her eyes and getting up. ...Where am I? I don’t know this place...
She was standing alone. There was nothing around her, no buildings, no streets, no trees, there was only...Is that...snow ? All the grounds was recovered by a snow coat. Snowflakes were falling again and again. Slowly and softly. As if it was always a part of the landscape.
It can’t be...We are still in summer...And yet there is so much snow...Yuki was confused...
Suddenly she spotted some shapes not very far from her. Great! Maybe those people can help me... I hope... As she came closer, she could see that the shapes belonged to childrens. They were playing with the snow, laughing, running after each other. Some were making a snowman, while others were doing a snowball war. At this sight, a smile slowly appeared on Yuki’s face. Sometimes I wished I could be a child again... Stop daydreaming! Now is not the time!
Yuki blinked her eyes, and started to come closer to the children.
She spotted four children who didn’t played unlike the others. Two of them were kneeling down. A little girl who seemed in pain as she was holding her knee tightly. And next to her, a child with a hoodie who seemed to give some comforting words. The two others children were standing. A boy with a black cap and a girl with a white dress and a cross around her neck.
Yuki opened her mouths to speak, then closed her very fast. Those kids...what...their faces...I can’t see them...
Indeed Yuki couldn’t distinguish their faces. She blinked her eyes a few times and the result was still the same... what on earth... She sighed. When she looked back at the small group, she saw that they were looking at her.
« Ano...can you help me? I think i’m a little lost hehehe...».
There was a long silence. This time all the children were looking at her. Nobody was playing, running or talking. Strange.. Suddenly, there was a huge snowstorm.
When it calmed down, there was only two children left: the one with a hoodie and the girl with the cross.
Where are the others ?
The child with the hoodie was smiling. But it was not a real smile. It was a creepy one, who makes Yuki shivers. As for the other girl, she was...expressionless.
«Ne ne do you want to play?» said the hoodie girl, still smiling.
« I’m sorry, I can’t. I have to go back to my house...»
«It’s because of you that the others left...mou»
« Fine I will play but not too long ok?» Yuki sighed, I can’t resist children !!
«Yeah !!! Let’s go!!»
Suddenly the boy with the black cap popped out of nowhere, grabbed Yuki’s arm, before dragging her away from the girls. « Mata ne Yuki, I'll be waiting for you!» said the hoodie girl.
«You shouldn't talk with them, they are bad. If you come closer, you’ll only get hurt. Not that they don’t want you to...» said the boy. You could heard bitterness and distaste in his voice. He spoke again, nicely this time.
«Are you lost?»
« It seems so. I forgot how I-...»
«You didn’t forgot. In fact you never have. It’s just that you didn’t want to remember.»
«...What are you talking about?»
«You. Your past. And those things that humans called memories, and hold dear.»
«...How do...wait... you know?! Then please tell me, how do I get them back??»
« Easy. You just have to answer the question. It will triggered something in your mind and you’ll have all your memories back.»
«What question?»
He moved away, looked at the falling snow, turned around and said:
« Do you know why snow is white?»
What...this feeling...it’s not the first time I heard this question...where ?
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«Mama, Mama! Look ! It’s snowing!! It’s so beautiful!But why snow is white? » said a girl with straight black hair.
« Eh? Yuki? You don’t know why snow is white ?» asked a woman in her mid-thirties with a kind smile.
« Tell me! Please Mama, I want to know!!».
« Well it’s because-»
«We need to go now, or we will be late for the movie.» said a man.
« Alright. Yuki, I will tell you the answer when we come back. But you have to be nice with Aunt Zoe and your little sister, ok?»
«Mou..fine» pouted the little girl.
«We will be back soon Yuki-hime» said the man.
« Hai, Otou san! Itterasshai!» answered the child with a big smile on her face.
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A few hours later
« Aunt Zoe!! I can’t sleep! where is Mamma? »
The older woman was crying. « Yuki, I....I.....I....The police just called. A thief tried to rob your parents. But...but...they didn’t have cash on them...*sob*. Some people heard a loud noise and saw the burglar running away. But your parents, your parents.... It’ll be alright, I...I... I will take care of you and your little sister, you will not be separate...»
«Mamma...».At that time, the child understand that she will never know the answer to her question.
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A few days later
It was raining. There were a lot of people. All of them wore black clothes. In the middle of a big room were two coffins.
There was 2 girls in front of the coffins. A little girl was crying a lot, while holding the hand of her older sister. However, the eldest one was expressionless. She wasn’t crying. Not that she didn’t want to. She just couldn’t, now that her parents were dead.She had to take care of her imouto. She had to be strong, and couldn’t show any forms of weakness.
She decided to bring a glass of water to her little sister, hoping to calm her down a little. While she was pouring a glass, she heard two women speaking near her :
« They were so young. To think they died and let their children alone...They were at the wrong place at the wrong moment...Such disaster could have been avoid...»
« Eh?? You didn’t know?»
«What?»
«It’s not a coincidence. Those two were murdered! Everybody knows that but no one wants to tell...they are all afraid.."
« Majisuka?»
« Yes! Remember what happened 2 years ago in Japan?»
«Oh! You’re talking about this famous case? I heard there was a witness and that thanks to him, someone was arrested. »
«This one! Well... guess who was the witness? Kashiwagi-san!»
« No way!»
« See? I told you it was a murder! From what i heard the guilty was a member of a powerful family of Yakuza. I think his name was Matsui, something like that. Anyways, the Kashiwagi were under the witness protection program, but only a few people knew. They were betrayed !»
«By who?»
« You know, this famous Japanese guy...what was his name again? Ah! right! His name is....» At the same time a glass broke, the very same one the eldest child was pouring for her little sister. Then the woman spoke again: «Poor Kashiwagi! To think that ........»
« Ssh! Be careful! The kid could hear you!»
« Well I hope she did... if I learnt that the closest friend of my father was the one who sold him and his wife to the yakuzas, I think I will do everything to make him pay....»
The eldest child didn’t hear the rest of the conversation. She was too busy with the two names she just heard. The first one was one she knew very well. But then how could she not ?
The second one was the name of her father’s friend, the betrayer. A name that she forgot until now.
---End of the Flashback----
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Yuki ‘s POV
I woke up sweaty. I was in the grass. A lot of people were looking at me, some with worry written on their faces. But I didn’t care. I looked around me. It seems to be a dream but I know it’s actually not. I got my memories back. The second name...The one of the betrayer. I remember it clearly and this time no matter what happen I won’t forget it. Even if I have to say it every night before going to sleep.
I made my choice. I was going to go to Japan. I had to find the betrayer, the man who shattered my life.
What will I do once I find him? I couldn’t help but wondered. Hm...bah first I have to find him. And something tell me that it won’t be a piece of cake. I heard that his family name is one of the most spread in Japan. I have one year to find his whereabouts...
Then something came in my mind, the first thing I have been told on my firsts classes of self-defense... « You must not use those techniques to attack someone, only to defend yourselves »... Ah...that could be slightly problematic....well... I guess I just have to force him to attack me first then...
I got up and started heading home. As I walked, I remembered about the words of the little boy. I don’t know the answer, so it seems that I haven’t got all my memories back... I wonder why he knew that though. He seemed to know me so well. And those girls...the expressionless one and the hoodie one...Why do they feel so..familiar?
I suddenly felt very uneasy. My heart was beating very fast. A scary thought popped out of nowhere....
What happened back then with the children. Was it a dream? Or was it...reality?
TBC
Hope it was not boring and you didn't fall asleep while reading it. :on drink:
So the past of Yuki was revealed, but it was only a very little part hehehe
Also for the end of the flashback:
Please forgive me !! :gyaaah: I promise I won't hurt any Oshi without a good reason :frustrated:
Okay so I'll do my best to update soon :mon study:
Next Chapter: the arrival of Yuki in Japan and maybe the appearances of some others members (or ex-members) . :hee:
Please stay tuned :kneelbow:
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Nyaaa~ so sad, i think Yuki had a trauma
she so hates Japanese she accepted being called SNOWY :wahaha:
OHOHOHO I sense some wMatsui now :shy2:
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Yes please don't hurt my Wmatsui. :bow: :bow: :bow:
Snowy is nice name. :grin:
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Ah... Are you going to make Wmatsui as sisters or not....,
Somehow... I'm not going to look forward to the next story...
I don't mind if you hurting the Matsui fathers as long as you don't hurt Wmatsui
Joking..I can't wait to see the next story...
What's going happen to Yuki?
What kind of plan Yuki going to go about doing it...?
Can't wait...
Thank you for the update
:twothumbs :twothumbs :twothumbs
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Yuki sure to have a very sad past :on speedy:
Who's the little boy :dunno: The one with hoodie is Mayu and the girl with cross was Yuki ? :on study:
Yuki was being bullied back then but luckily, she now has two very best friends :on drink:
Wonder who's that man :on voodoo:
Can't wait to see what'll happen next :on gay:
Update soon, please :kneelbow: