DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harvest Moon or it's characters.

Okay so this is my first ever fanficion and the idea for the story is still rolling around in my brain. I hope to get the next chapter up soon but as of now heres the prologue. Please review or leave a comment, I'd love to know if what I'm writing is being read.

Enjoy!

Prologue

My name is Cyri, my whole life as literally revolved around traveling to new places each season never with a set home or place to stay. Due to my father's (Kai) job I've gotten used to traveling around, but honestly there is only one thing I can truly recall as constant in my life. That being on a little island in the middle of nowhere, a place called Mineral Town...

I can recall growing up there with my two cousins playing around tending for my Uncles chickens. It was a great life but, but unfortunately for me my father can't stay of the road for to long. So at age nine I packed my little bags and left our dear home town for a life on the road. For years we would come back each summer, set up our shack on the little beach then leave at summers end. But old habits die young I suppose because somehow I can't say that our shack as rested on the shores of Mineral for quite sometime now...

The crisp night air now bit at my face as I stepped out onto our current balcony in Germany. I'm tired of wandering I'm tired of not knowing where I'll be a few days from now let alone where I'll end up in a few months. I want to live in a place where when I walk out my door I'll feel as if I belong. Where familiar faces will be everywhere, because it wont change nothing will it will just the constant flow of days as they go by...

"Cyri, you out here?"

"Yes Mum," I replied turning to the familiar face of my mother. Her once bright candy floss hair now dull with age cut short around her chin.

"It's beautiful isn't it," she smiled looking out at the city landscape before them. "Your father and I were thinking about seeing France next month. What do you think? We've only seen Paris a few times and it's beautiful!" she cooed.

I sighed leaning my head against the railing, more places more towns when would anything be the same.

"Cyri..." she smiled more lighter her expression changing now, almost worried. "Paris will be fun there lots to learn and see as well as-"

"Mom!" I stood waving my hand around her trying to silence her.

"What you don't want to go to France? Well you'll have to talk to your father, but there plenty more places to see in the world we are yet to explore." Her smile widened I could almost watch her brain checking out of our conversation faster than the amount of times we stay in each new town. That was one thing about my mother she always had something to be cheerful about.

"I don't want to go to France," I admitted waiting for her eyes to click back to me. "But mom I don't want to go any where else either! I'm tired of moving, never having a set home can't we settle for once?"

"Ohh Cyri," her mother fussed taking her in for a hug that only my mother could pull off on me while I was in this mood. "But this is how it is how it will have to be. Your father has his job and-"

"His job not mine!" I shook away from the hug now annoyed. I didn't pick this path and surly didn't want it either. And my mother cheery disfigurement wasn't any help anyone either.

"Well while you live under our roof you will-"

"What roof? It's there is no our roof there never is, our roof is always someone elses!It's always different and always changing! Don't you ever think that I don't want this!" My voice was raising now as all the feelings I'd been holding in stared flooding through me, I hated this. Correction, I hated my life.

"Cyri!" now over my mother's sobs I could hear Kai entering the balcony. "How dare you talk to your mother that way I'm sure the whole Inn could hear you! Get inside now!"

I bolted inside our room, Kai closing the glass door behind me, I frowned tears streaming from my eyes. I wiped them quickly off, heading to the far side of the room searching for my bath supplies. I didn't dare look out at the balcony, I didn't need to see the drama I was now causing out there, I already knew it.

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I'd taken a rather long shower not wanting to face what was bound to be coming for me once I left the safety of the bathroom. I took my time braiding my wet hair in the neatest braid I could possibly manage, then brushed my teeth until each one was shinning white and pearly. I was just starting to run out of delaying tasks when I heard the faint knock at the door.

"Are you done in there Cyri? Or do I have to come i there save you from possibly drowning," my father's voice came it's weird how I could almost hear the smile coming to his lips as he said it.

Drowning actually sounded like a rather nice option at the moment, I glanced at the toilet contemplating. Ehh that would be a pretty sad way to die I could just imagine it now. At the funeral, "today we say our goodbyes to Cyri Phillips, daughter of Kai and Popuri Phillips. Last Wednesday she was discovered head-first in a local hotels toilet," yeah I think facing my parents would be better and preserve my dignity.

"That wont be necessary," I answered. "I'm done," opening the door I saw my mothers face still red and puffy from tears. She was sitting on the bed, my father stood at the bathroom door waiting for me.

He smiled at me like everything was okay when I was so clearly not, and led me over to the sofa as I sat down. "That was quite some attitude you had out there," he gestured over to the balcony window. "Care to talk about it?" he asked like a really had a choice. "Though I will request at a lower volume this time, the neighbors don't need to know do they?"

My father always held so my composure, and sometimes when I saw my Mom and how emotional she got I could understand why. But when your still bustling mad it's a little nerve racking to see him sitting there as if we were discussing something as simple as ordering lunch. Realizing he wasn't planning on continuing further, I rather reluctantly added, "I don't want to go to France."

He nodded, "that's easy enough to solve. Where would you like to go then?"

I bit my tongue a little, "Well I'm not exactly sure actually..."

"How about Mulan or America I hear that Florida is nice. We don't have to stay to one place either we can have the world in the palm of our hands."

"That's just it!" I exclaimed jumping up slightly at the harshness in my voice. Quickly regaining my composer I struggled to continue, "I don't wanna leave Dad! Why can't we live in a set place like a normal family?"

He pressed his lips in a tight line, "you know why we can't do that.."

"No I don't know!"

"Cyri," he warned me his voice harsh. "As a part of my job, that pays for everything you do mind you I travel. I'm a traveler it's not easy to change and-"

I cut him off, "you were able to work it out when I was little! We stayed put then didn't we?"

"Yes we did but it didn't work out and that's why we are here now," he said his voice flustering up and down more than I had expected. What was he hiding?

"But-"

"No Cyri this is my job you're talking about our life style.."

"No it's your life style dad, not mine! I don't want this I never did!"

"Kai.." my mothers voice chimed in for the first time. We both looked at her, just now for the first time did we see the tears streaming down her face as we talked. "Please.." she begged her voice cracking.

Kai rushed over to her waving me out of the room to my single bedroom as he did so, I gladly left.

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What seemed like an hour pasted as I sat there on my bed the door closed. I stared at the bed sheets hearing the muffled voices of my parents arguing back and forth. Popuri's soft remarks to Kai's grunting and back. Every so often their voice raising so I could make out a word or too, though none made much sense. When I was finally called back in to the room my father wasn't looking satisfied and Popuri was looking distant as if her mind was somewhere else. It was hard to tell by either one of their reactions what the outcome of their argument was or who won it.

"Are you sure you're done with traveling?" My mother asked finally her eyes coming back into focus as I sat at the edge of her bed.

I nodded.

"Than we've decided this summer you'll be staying with you Aunt and Uncle, in Mineral Town."

My eyes widened.

"But just for the summer." Kai put in quickly.

Popuri nodded, "that's right. You're right when you say you didn't pick this life and we're sorry it's been so har for you. Spring ends in a few weeks and I'll phone your Uncle and set up a ferry. You can stay there for the summer."

"W-what about the rest of the year?" I asked warily not able wrap my mind around this.

"You'll come back to us," Kai said sternly.

"We'll see," Popuri whispered to me her eyes watering as she hugged her daughter.