Welcome everyone to my first fanfic! Hope you like it! This is a story about my Fairy Tail OC Narumi, after whom I've named my profile. This is just the very beginning piece to what I hope is a great fanfic. I'll write and post more if it ends up being liked by anyone who reads it. Anyway, Enjoy and don't forget to drop a review below!
Narumi Matsuki was born near the edge of Fiore, in a small and utterly nameless town. Her home was at the top of a hill overlooking the town below. The house was anything but a mansion, small, quaint, and somewhat rustic with its beaten shutters and stone path. It was an older house, every inch of its exterior was worn by the weather and sun over time. However, Narumi loved its creaky doors and withered wooden roof. She had always found them comforting and familiar. What narumi loved even more above her house, was her family. She had a mother, father, and younger sister whose name was Susaki. Narumi and Susaki were thicker than thieves, they went everywhere together and did everything together. Without her sister, Narumi would've been a completely different person.
From a very young age her mother had been teaching her to read and write. However, when Narumi turned seven she became fascinated by music, art, and dancing. Her mother being the graceful and talented woman she was, taught her to play the violin and even dance with extensive practice and time. The same grace and talent her mother had was finally instilled in Narumi by the time she was fifteen years old.
Her father on the other hand had taught her to survive. Seeing that their home was fairly far from the town, her father taught her to hunt for food in the woods the neighbored their home. She knew how to set traps for small animals, fish, and track wildlife by the time she had finished studying with her mother at fifteen. While these skills seemed important she wanted to learn more from her father, she wanted to learn to fight. She spent more than eight hours a day training and sparring with her father, who wasn't easy on her at all.
It was her mother's grace and father's strength that formed her into the woman she was at seventeen. By this time she had outgrown spending days with her sister. Between training and studying there was no room for Susaki within her life. Although this hurt Narumi, she knew her sweet and loving sister would understand.
The very next day, Narumi stalked into her sister's room across the hall to speak with her about her thoughts. She opened the wooden door with a loud creak of hinges and a relaxed posture. "I need to talk with you Susaki." She said meeting eyes with a sky haired girl sitting on the edge of a bed. Her sister bared such a similar facial appearance to Narumi that you'd have no choice but to assume that they were sisters. They both had innocent, round faces with pointed chins, and skin that was pale like cream. However, Narumi's hair was long, scarlet red, and straight and her eyes were a passionate crimson, Susaki had short, pin-straight, blue hair and brown eyes that resembled that of her mother's.
"Sure, I was kinda thinking the same thing" said Susaki with an angry grimace at the corners of her mouth.