Starless
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Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from Rurouni Kenshin, they all belong to Watsuki Nobuhiro-sama. With that in mind, don't sue me. I'm broke.
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A/N: Konnichiwa minna!
Gomenasai, I know I'm not even halfway done with "Rurouni Misao" yet butI've wanted to write this fic for a while and it wouldn't stop bugging me until I at least wrote part 1 of the prologue. Now that I'm done with it, I can finally get my mind set on writing the 4th chapter of "Rurouni Misao." I'll try to get it posted ASAP!
Well, I hope you like it!
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Prologue
A sleek black cat.
That's what Otou-san used to say I was.
He hates cats now thoughespecially black ones.
I guess that means he hates me too
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"Onee-chan!" cried Enishi as he tried to keep up with me.
I paused a little and waited until he caught up, giving him some time to catch his breath before I started walking again.
"Onee-chan walks SO fast! It's hard to keep up!" said Enishi, smiling at me happily. It was a smile that made me feel both happy and sad at the same time for reasons I can't even begin to explain. I'm not even sure if I know why
What I did know, was that I meant the world to him. I was all he had.
Okaa-san had died giving birth to him and Otou-sanwas just never around. Ever since Okaa-san had died, he had basically disappeared. Burying himself in work so that he wouldn't have to come home until after he thought we were both asleep. He never even came home for the weekend.
I used to wonderwhere he went while he wasn't at work or at home. But then one Sunday night, I was up late reading when I heard him come in.
I peeked out my bedroom door as he passed and to this day, I can still remember it.
He was walking-or rather, stumbling through the hallway as if he couldn't see. Bumping into almost everything and making such a large racket that I was afraid it would wake Enishi.
But it wasn't the sight that disturbed meit was the smell.
He reeked of garbage, sweat, bars andperfume. The type of perfume that the strange women who waited by corners at night wore.
I may be young, but anyone who watches TV can get some sort of an idea on what it was they were doing.
And as I watched him fall into his room and shut the door, I couldn't help but wonder whyif he had enough time to spend with a strange lady, why didn't he ever take off time to spend with his own children?
The answer was obvious enough, no matter how much I tried to deny it.
He blamed Enishi for the death of Okaa-san andhe couldn't bear to look at me because I remind him too much of her.
Either way you looked at it, he was running away from his past. It's disgusting.
ButI can't bring myself to hate him. I think it's because I can still remember how things were when Okaa-san was still here.
But even though I don't hate himI can't love the person he's become.
When mom diedI was sad too. Although, since I was only four at the time I couldn't really understand why it was that Okaa-san wouldn't wake up
And as we came into the hospital room to see Okaa-san, dead and Enishi, crying in her limp arms
I think that's when Otou-san broke down.
It was when everything changed. Otou-san never being home, our other relatives distancing themselves from usEnishi and I were basically alone.
Okaa-san had been like a seal that had kept the darkness away and now that she was goneeverything just fell apart.
I tried to take her place, to make everything right againit didn't work out right
I have to be strong though. If not for myself, then for Enishi. But I can't help but wonder
What would happen to him if I died?
"Onee-chan?"
"Eh?" I guess I must have spaced out, because Enishi was staring at me with his big worried innocent look.
"Are you ok?"
I smiled at him. "I'm fine."
He didn't look a bit convinced, but I didn't think he'd believe me anyway.
"Ne, Enishi, we better hurry up if we want to get to the park before dark, right?"
He pouted. "I guess so"
I grinned slyly, the way I only do when Enishi was around. "I'll race you!"
If there was one physical thing I was good at, it was sprinting.
Enishi blinked up at me and smiled. "Ok! Just don't cry when you lose, Onee-chan!"
He started sprinting for the park and I ran laughing after him. And even though the ground was covered with snow and our shoes worn through, we couldn't feel the cold at all.
For that one moment, we were too happy to remember any sort of painalthough, we may just have been too numb to feel it.
"Ne, Onee-chan?"
"Yes Enishi?"
"At school tomorrow, don't forgetto tell Kyosato-baka that I hate him."
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Tsuzukeru
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A/N: Hey, I hope you liked it! Please read & review! And I do know that it's not Kyosato, it's Kiosato. Enishi was just childishly mispronouncing it ^_^.
I probably won't get part 2 of the prologue up until after I post chapter 4 of Rurouni Misao. Which hopefully will be soon! Misao & Tomoe meet in the next chapter soplease look forward to it!
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-furin