Do You know what 'L' Stands for?
Chapter One~ A Past that wasn't to Be
I walked next to my twin brother, smiling as he told me another story that Father had told him about his work at the police depatment. "Father says they caught the man the next day." Hiroshi said with a smile to me.
"Wow, our Father is so storng. I want to work for the police too when I get older." I said thinking of all the lives I would be able to save.
"You know it is a lot of work and danger but I'll always be there to protect you, Haruka" Hiroshi said to me.
I smiled and said," I know you'll always protect me, Hiro-kun. You always have." I remembered the time some boys started to push me around on the playground and Hiroshi tackled them. He was always saving me and one day I would be the one to save him. We walked to the elementry school, laughing and telling different stories we knew.
At school Hrioshi and I sat together, having always been put together due to our being twins. I quickly finished my work and watched the clouds floating outside the school, ntoicing that some of them look like smoke. Once school was over Hiroshi and I walked back to our house. "Haru-chan, how do you finish so early?" Hiroshi asked me.
"I just know the stuff they want us to do. I'm not sure why." I replied as I rubbed a hand over the drawing I made of a twin heart, one reflecting the other but both being different. I was pretty good at drawing and singing, despite my age.
"Oh my...MOTHER...FATHER!" Hiroshi screamed as he ran towards our house that was engulfed in flames. I screamed loudly and ran after him only to be held back by a firefighter.
"I know you want to get to your parents but we can't lose you too." the firefighter told me.
"But Hiroshi ran in there! Someone needs to get Hiroshi, he's my only brother!" I screamed at the firefighter who immdiately sent some other firefighters into the house to find my brother. I watched with tears in my eyes as they came out shaking there heads. My brother was gone, I was alone now. I sobbed loudly as the police started to tell me how sorry they were, knowing my Father from the workforce.
"Ms. Kasumi, would you please come with me? You're going to live with us at Wammy's." a man wearing a black suit said from in front of me. It had been at least a week since my house had burned down and I was now in a orphanage. "Orphan, I never thought about the lonliness that came with that word. It's something I never thought about before." I thought as I followed the man before me. I really didn't care that much about what happened to me, I just wanted to see my family again. The man led me to a black car and said," I'm Watari, the only condition about this house we all ilve in is we have a second name we go by. What do you want your's to be?" The mans voice sounded kind and I felt no need to worry when I had saw him.
"Hanako Masuyo." I said in a quiet low tone, a tone of voice I had used since the incident. I had withdrawn from almost everyone and everything. I knew this wasn't going to be the end of bad things, that things like that happened all the time everywhere. I was no longer that naive child I was when I went to school that day. "I'm going to help change the world for the better, just like my Father was doing." I thought to myself as Watari took me to a place I hadn't seen before.
I sat at the large dinning table, sketch pad wide open infront of me. I had it open to an old drawing I did of a twin heart. Then as I turned the page there was half of the heart missing. "Are you okay Hiroshi?" I asked no one, hoping for the better about my twin brother. I had been here at the orphanage called Wammy's for about four or five days now. I hardly talked to anyone and when I had to I was quiet.
"Haruka, it is almost time for lights out. Come on before everyone goes to bed." my room mate told me as I picked up my sketch pad and started to follow him. I knew him as Ryuzaki, I had been assigned the opposite side of his room. He had messy black hair and wore a simple white shirt and blue jeans. We walked back to the room in silence and once we were in the room I laid down on the bed. I faced the only thing I had left of my family, a slightly charred picture of all of us taken when Hiroshi and I passed kindergarden. I missed them so much it was unbelieveable.