Author's Note: This is my first story under my new penname. I only deleted my other stories a couple days ago.
Disclaimer: I don't own.
Story Notes:
-Aiko means beloved child.
-This is also a romance story. Naru-Naru will come in for the next chapter and on.
-Kiri is 16 right now.
-Emi-san is Aiko and Kiri's mom.
-Seiji-kun is Aiko and Kiri's dad.
Of Envy and Denial: Chapter OneKiri POVI had known it for all my life. I knew I was always second banana to my beautiful older sister. I just couldn't accept it.
I wouldn't believe that Aiko, the goddess with luscious, curly auburn hair was the favorite. With her being only a year older than myself, I figured there wasn't any difference in how much love we received.
Boy, was I wrong.
As they say, denial is not only a river in Egypt. However, I denied my second-rate status for ten years. But as I got older, I started to realize things. The tenth year was a nightmare. Well, it was just that one day that sealed the deal. That day so long ago changed my life forever.
Flashback (this is important, so please read).
It was dinnertime at the Koshiba household. It was beginning to darken outside as night began to fall."Hey, Aiko," Emi-san called.
"Yes, Mom?" Aiko replied with a smile on her face. At the moment, Kiri and Seiji-kun were silently munching on their food.
"How would you like to come with me to the set of the movie I'm doing the makeup for tomorrow morning?" Emi-san asked.
"Really?! I'd love to go!" Aiko answered cheerily.
At this point, Kiri looked up from her food (A/N: BEFORE she was finished eating!
-SHOCKED-) "Oh! Mom, can I come, too?" Kiri asked expectantly.
"No, Kiri-chan," Emi-san answered, ready to restart the conversation with the elder sister, Aiko. "I can't take care of two children at once."
I knew it. Mom never takes me anywhere. It's always, 'You're too young to go!' Or, 'I can't take the both of you.' Or maybe, 'You can come if your father comes.' But that never happens. He's always lying around the house. So she always takes Aiko, claiming she's old enough to go with their mom.
I remember all those times when Mom and Aiko would go shopping without me and leave me at home with Dad. But it didn't even seem that way. I'd sit in my room with Shampoo, and he'd be downstairs giving people haircuts. I think hairstyling is cool, but I'd rather go out with Mom. However, I adjusted to being by myself.
But I didn't enjoy it.
Mom and Aiko continued to talk to each other as I saw Aiko flash me a look that said, "Sorry." 'That doesn't help. You're not sorry. Not really. You don't even understand. You don't know what this feels like.'
I slumped down further in my seat as the conversation around me was drowned out by the sound of my heart pumping in my ears as it constricted and seemed to twist around in my chest.
I guess my father saw me as I sunk further down my seat until my chin almost touched the table, but I was surprised because he said something. "Emi-san, why don't you take Kiri-chan with you? It's only a few blocks away from here," Seiji-kun suggested. "And I'm sure someone as strong and beautiful as you could handle both children."
"Oh, Seiji-kun! You're so sweet! Of course, I am strong enough to take both kids!" Emi-san gushed.
I gasped. Was I really going to be able to join Mom and Aiko to go somewhere special? I was beginning to smile, which was something I had almost forgotten how to do!
"Girls! Remember to be downstairs by 10:00 sharp!" Emi-san commanded before she sat down to be all lovey-dovey with Seiji-kun. "Oh, you are too much!" (A/N: lovey-dovey… barfy-warfy)
I was so excited! I could finally go with them!
Normal POV
Aiko sat in her chair as she watched the happy scene before her. She was very grateful that her younger sister could join them. She smiled a warm smile that was so sweet that bees would come looking for nectar if she was outside.
-The Next Morning-
Emi-san, Aiko, and Kiri were walking along in a large, clean, and pretty neighborhood. Beautiful blue birds flew around as the sun shone on the morning dew, which looked as if a rain goddess had cried pulchritudinous and pristine, undisturbed tears of joy. That only skimmed the surface of the lightness of Kiri-chan's mood.
"So, this is the neighborhood of the house we're filming the movie in. The movie is called, 'The Nightmare of the Unwanted,' and I'm doing the special effects makeup!" Emi-san explained exuberantly while they all strolled through he neighborhood to reach the house of the set.
"Wow, Mom! That's so cool! I can't believe you're doing makeup for a horror movie! It's so exciting! Congrats!" Aiko exclaimed.
"Yeah, Mom! I know you'll do great on this movie!" Kiri added cheerfully.
"Thanks, Aiko. Now, follow me. We need to cross the road, now." Emi-san pushed them along in front of her as they stepped over the crosswalk. (A/N: Kiri was so excited, so she had a limited attention span.)
They had successfully crossed the street. "Okay, you two. We have to cross over into the culdesac and go through that park because on the other side of it is the movie set!" Emi-san called as she glanced over her shoulder at her two daughters. Something seemed to catch her eye, but neither of the young girls took notice.
They proceeded to walk over the asphalt towards the park. (A/N: well, you know how rich neighborhoods have tennis courts and swimming pools? This one has so many kids that they have their own park…-sweatdrops-)
Kiri POV
Emi-san and Aiko suddenly sped up quite significantly. I tried to match their steps. At first, I wasn't so concerned. But when they were more than three meters away, I started getting worried…and scared. Emi-san was holding Aiko's arm as I watched them drift further and further away. I tried to speed up, but they both had such long legs, and they traipsed away in really lengthy strides.
I tried calling out to them, but I felt something pull on my arm. I looked over my shoulder to see a large man dressed in a black suit, holding my arm behind my back. I screamed as loud as I could to no avail. Neither Mom, nor Aiko looked back at me.
"Yes, sir. We got her. We caught Emi Koshiba's precious daughter, Aiko," another man wearing an Armani suit said into a cell phone. I tried to yell out for help, but fear seemed to shock me, and the hand covering my mouth muffled any sound I made.
Mother and Aiko were already what seemed like miles away. I panicked as I saw them gaining even more speed as they turned toward the entrance of the neighborhood.
'They're not leaving me here, are they?! Where are they going?!'
Author's Note: I'm sorry that this sucks. All in all, I have grown quite pessimistic, haven't I? This story came to me in a dream, or rather, a nightmare, and it haunted me day and night. This was the first part of my dream exactly, except I converted it into Beauty Pop characters. And, instead of my mom and brother, it became Emi-san and Aiko (Kiri's sister).
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