Disclaimer: I don't own any rights to Kenshin or the song 'Angel' by Sara McLachlan. Sigh
'Thoughts'
*Exaggeration*
Another language
Action
Chapter 1.
Spend all your time waiting for that second chance, for a break that would make it okay, there's always one reason to feel not good enough and it's hard at the end of the day, I need some distraction, oh beautiful release...
Mai poured herself a weak cup of coffee and sighed with exhaustion. It had been a long day, longer than a normal Tuesday.
Her Grandmother had been in a particularly bad mood because...well,...Mai couldn't figure out why, and didn't want to; her private tutor had been late; the G string on her guitar had snapped in half; and she had a session with one of her Aunt's shrink friends in five minutes.
'I'll have to ask Taka if we can stop by a music store and buy some new strings on the way home.'
Taka was Mai's Aunt. She was in her mid-twenties and was already a well known psychiatrist in Tokyo; not to mention, Mai's legal and binding guardian. If it wasn't for Taka, Mai would have had a much different life.
The front door opened, then slammed shut and a young, Japanese woman in a grey business suit rushed into the apartment's small kitchen.
~Hurry up Mai! We must hurry if we are going to catch the next train!~
The girl's eyebrow raised in confusion under bolts of neon-blue hair, "Say what now?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Taka whisked a watter bottle out of the fridge and dragged her niece out of the apartment.
"Taka!" the eighteen year-old moaned, "Can't we just skip this session? Just once?"
"You must be joking, niece. I cannot just tell Dr. Voshi that you're not coming just because you don't feel like it."
The two young ladies caught their train just in time, Mai was still putting up a fight.
"But Aunt Taka, we're almost out of coffee and I snapped my G string!"
Taka laughed, doubling over in hysterics. It took Mai a few minutes to understand what was so funny. "Oh ew!" She smacked her young aunt upside the head. "Not like *that*. You have the dirtiest mind, Fuku Taka!"
The train stopped and the passengers got out.
Taka struggled to compose herself, "well, we'll let Dr. Voshi decide that Miss Mai."
A/N: XD Eeee! Ok, so I'm on my third can of Mountain Dew in three minutes. What are you going to do about it? Dodges flamers I meant that as a rhetorical question!
My knowledge of the Japanese language is limited and I would GREATLY, appreciate any and all help in expanding it for this story.
R&R and I promise, on all that's caffinated and chocolaty that I'll respond to you in the next chapter.
'Thoughts'
*Exaggeration*
Another language
Action
Chapter 1.
Spend all your time waiting for that second chance, for a break that would make it okay, there's always one reason to feel not good enough and it's hard at the end of the day, I need some distraction, oh beautiful release...
Mai poured herself a weak cup of coffee and sighed with exhaustion. It had been a long day, longer than a normal Tuesday.
Her Grandmother had been in a particularly bad mood because...well,...Mai couldn't figure out why, and didn't want to; her private tutor had been late; the G string on her guitar had snapped in half; and she had a session with one of her Aunt's shrink friends in five minutes.
'I'll have to ask Taka if we can stop by a music store and buy some new strings on the way home.'
Taka was Mai's Aunt. She was in her mid-twenties and was already a well known psychiatrist in Tokyo; not to mention, Mai's legal and binding guardian. If it wasn't for Taka, Mai would have had a much different life.
The front door opened, then slammed shut and a young, Japanese woman in a grey business suit rushed into the apartment's small kitchen.
~Hurry up Mai! We must hurry if we are going to catch the next train!~
The girl's eyebrow raised in confusion under bolts of neon-blue hair, "Say what now?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Taka whisked a watter bottle out of the fridge and dragged her niece out of the apartment.
"Taka!" the eighteen year-old moaned, "Can't we just skip this session? Just once?"
"You must be joking, niece. I cannot just tell Dr. Voshi that you're not coming just because you don't feel like it."
The two young ladies caught their train just in time, Mai was still putting up a fight.
"But Aunt Taka, we're almost out of coffee and I snapped my G string!"
Taka laughed, doubling over in hysterics. It took Mai a few minutes to understand what was so funny. "Oh ew!" She smacked her young aunt upside the head. "Not like *that*. You have the dirtiest mind, Fuku Taka!"
The train stopped and the passengers got out.
Taka struggled to compose herself, "well, we'll let Dr. Voshi decide that Miss Mai."
A/N: XD Eeee! Ok, so I'm on my third can of Mountain Dew in three minutes. What are you going to do about it? Dodges flamers I meant that as a rhetorical question!
My knowledge of the Japanese language is limited and I would GREATLY, appreciate any and all help in expanding it for this story.
R&R and I promise, on all that's caffinated and chocolaty that I'll respond to you in the next chapter.