Hey readers! This is my first ever fanfic and I am super excited, so I hope you all like it (and try not to be too harsh in your reviews). Now enough blabbering, and on with the story.
Kira sits at the airport , suitcase in hand, waiting for her flight with a depressing expression on her face. Because of the ongoing fighting between her parents at home, Kira is being forced to move from her home in New York, to Japan and live with her cousin, Tohru, for a while. She's very nervous as she has never met her cousin before, but underneath the sweaty palms and butterflies in her stomach, she is also extremely excited, hoping she might finally make some friends as she starts her new life, for she's never really had a friend before.
*14 hours later (Kira POV)
I finally arrived to Japan with an aching back and some serious jet lag, but I'm happy to be here, regardless. I know I should be sad about leaving home, but I honestly can't find a reason to feel that way. I'm relieved to be away from the fights between my parents, and I have no friends to miss back in New York.
As I step into the terminal at the airport, a very valid point crosses through my mind. I haven't got the slightest clue as to what my cousin looks like. I am so fucked. I begin to panic when suddenly I see an orange cat run past my feet while a girl who appears to be around my age runs after it. I was about to dismiss the thought about the airhead who let her cat run loose, until suddenly I see another boy with grayish hair and violet eyes run after her shouting, of all things,
"Tohru! Tohru, wait!"
Holy shit, the airhead was my cousin! I immediately start running after the two, most likely looking like a complete idiot in the process. Eventually I catch up to them, and out of breath, ask
"Is your name Tohru Honda?"
"Yes, are you Kira?"
I only nod my head in response as I am still too out of breath to really form a verbal response. As soon as I did, Tohru started babbling about how excited she was to finally see me in person, and it was starting to give me a headache. As soon as she realized I had far less enthusiasm than she did, the two figured I was probably tired from my flight, and we left for what was soon to be my new home.