March 1st, 1990
To Diary.
I don't feel that we're well enough acquainted for "Dear Diary" yet.
Due to the toll that the pressures of school and home and Keiko's love life are taking on my well being, my mother has urged me to record my anxieties in written form. I actually think it's a kind of good idea, but don't think I'll let her know that.
At any rate, I think it would be best if we got introductions out of the way first because maybe sometime in the future I will lose all my memories, and if this is the only proper record of my identity then it should at least be a helpful one.
Okay, lets begin with the basics. My name is Sachiko Yamamoto. Sachiko means 'happy child' and my dad picked it because he wants me to be... well... a happy child. So lame Dad, so lame...
I was born on June 6, 1976, which means that my zodiac is the fire dragon and I am currently 14.
My best friends are Natsuko Tanaka and Keiko Yukimura, and we attend Sarayashiki Junior High School. I remember that we became friends in elementary school because our names all ended in 'ko' and we sat in the same row in homeroom. We kinda figured it was fate or something.
My favourite colour is white because white sweets almost always taste the best. Do I care that white isn't technically a colour? No, no I don't. Also I want to be a manga artist when I grow up.
And I died two years ago. How's that for a punchline? Pretty bad, huh.
But I'm not lying, amnesiac future self. The human girl known as Sachiko Yamamoto slipped in the bathroom and drowned in her own dirty bathwater. And unfortunately for Sachiko Yamamoto, this was all part of the plan. She didn't get to pull an Urameshi. Speaking of, Yusuke Urameshi died today. For some reason though he's remained on earth as a spirit. I saw him floating around at his wake, the little narcissist.
"So who is this person using Sachiko Yamamoto's name, wearing her face, eating her sweets? Who is this person writing right now, living Sachiko's life?" I hear you asking. Need not worry, future self, for I have heard your future prayers. But be patient! We'll get to that soon. First, I'll tell you how I got here. Or I'll tell you the summarised version of at least. I think the full story might be for another time.
So how did I get inside Sachiko's dead body? Was it a curse? Witchcraft? Bad luck? A sadistic whim telling me to possess a corpse?!
DING DING DING! You got it, future self! I'm so proud of you! Literally though, you have it. Curiosity. I ended up in this body out of curiosity. At the time there may have been a side order of desperation and fear but that's a different blade of grass in my soup at the moment.
Once, when I was travelling through the Forest of Fools, I heard a rumour. A rumour that the legendary thief Yoko Kurama had, in a moment of utter desperation, transferred his soul into a human host. Being in something of a pickle myself, I wondered: Could it be done? The theory was all there so all I could do was, you know... try. My soul was attracted to the weakest suitable host. It just happened to be Sachiko. Her soul left her body before her heart beat its last beat, so for less than a moment, her body was open.
I took it.
Once again I hear you asking: 'Who are you?' So I'll say:
Why, I'm a demon of course! I'm Saru, the dragonfly demon.
But we mustn't let anyone know, Diary and future self. I want to learn more about humans. And I want to know how InuYasha ends. It's a really good series, and even the portrayal of demons is pretty accurate! For a human author, anyways.
And that's all I can think of at the moment. I'll keep you updated on things that happen that will help you along, future self.
So long for now,
Sachiko Yamamoto.
