A/n: random angsty-ish/AU fic. Who knows, Ryu-chan coulda had a lil
sister.. oh well. Written in a few different POV's. Enjoy ^_^
She was so small. So fragile. I loved her more than anything. She was my younger sister, Mitsuko. From as far back as I can remember, she was always a bouncy, happy girl, always wanting to make everyone happy. Why did she have to leave us so early? Only God knows the answer.
Mi-chan. She loved to sing with me. She would sing her little heart out, her bright aquamarine eyes shining. Cuddling up with me when I was sad, she would singing softly into my chest. "I love you, Nii-chan."
I can still remember her words, even now, twenty years later. Unfortunately, I can still remember her screams, the sounds of pain and torment that bestowed her. So many memories, memories that will haunt me forever.
My little Mi-chan. Kumagoro was hers, you know. Most people think that I am just some silly childish man, carrying around a pink bunny. They do not know the true story behind it. Kuma-chan was her favorite toy. If you look closely enough, you can still see the small faded mark of childish handwriting, proclaiming it as hers. I still remember giving it to her. I was seven years old, she was just barely three. I had been saving every cent I could get my hands on for months, wanting to buy a video game. Finally the day came when I had enough to buy it. My mother took us to the toy store. Clasping her hand tightly, Mitsuko-chan and I walked through the aisles to the video games. Doing this required walking through the stuffed animal section. There he was. Sitting on the bottom shelf, long forgotten by many. He looked so lonely. Mi-chan's eyes sparkled when she saw him, and she dragged me over to it, letting go of my hand to pick him up, cuddling him tightly.
"Nii-chan.. it's so cute!" She giggled as she tossed him up in the air and caught him, clinging him to her chest. She had the most pitiful look on her face as she stared up at me, her eyes watering slightly. "He's all alone, Ryu-chan.. can I take him home?"
I smiled at her, telling her that she didn't have any money to buy him. Her small features curled, and her eyes began to well up with tears. Damn her for being so cute, she could always get me to do anything she wanted. I ended up buying him for her, instead of the video game I had wanted so bad for months. That's where my now beloved Kumagoro came from.
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She was so small. So fragile. I loved her more than anything. She was my younger sister, Mitsuko. From as far back as I can remember, she was always a bouncy, happy girl, always wanting to make everyone happy. Why did she have to leave us so early? Only God knows the answer.
Mi-chan. She loved to sing with me. She would sing her little heart out, her bright aquamarine eyes shining. Cuddling up with me when I was sad, she would singing softly into my chest. "I love you, Nii-chan."
I can still remember her words, even now, twenty years later. Unfortunately, I can still remember her screams, the sounds of pain and torment that bestowed her. So many memories, memories that will haunt me forever.
My little Mi-chan. Kumagoro was hers, you know. Most people think that I am just some silly childish man, carrying around a pink bunny. They do not know the true story behind it. Kuma-chan was her favorite toy. If you look closely enough, you can still see the small faded mark of childish handwriting, proclaiming it as hers. I still remember giving it to her. I was seven years old, she was just barely three. I had been saving every cent I could get my hands on for months, wanting to buy a video game. Finally the day came when I had enough to buy it. My mother took us to the toy store. Clasping her hand tightly, Mitsuko-chan and I walked through the aisles to the video games. Doing this required walking through the stuffed animal section. There he was. Sitting on the bottom shelf, long forgotten by many. He looked so lonely. Mi-chan's eyes sparkled when she saw him, and she dragged me over to it, letting go of my hand to pick him up, cuddling him tightly.
"Nii-chan.. it's so cute!" She giggled as she tossed him up in the air and caught him, clinging him to her chest. She had the most pitiful look on her face as she stared up at me, her eyes watering slightly. "He's all alone, Ryu-chan.. can I take him home?"
I smiled at her, telling her that she didn't have any money to buy him. Her small features curled, and her eyes began to well up with tears. Damn her for being so cute, she could always get me to do anything she wanted. I ended up buying him for her, instead of the video game I had wanted so bad for months. That's where my now beloved Kumagoro came from.
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