Just a Hop, Skip, Jump
Kyoko leaned against the rail of the ferry, red and white and safe. Her bag hit the railing gently, making a steady tap-tap, almost mimicking the rain that the news had promised would come later in the day. She breathed in, enjoying the wet, salty smell of the Atlantic Ocean and opened her eyes to the sight of the giant statue that so marked America.
"Excuse me," a young lady holding a toddler and a camera motioned towards Kyoko, "would you mind taking a picture of us?" She smiled, agreed, and stepped back while they took her spot.
Kyoko breathed in, thought of the simple beauty of Japan and home and friends. She breathed out and thought of the grand beauty of America and her apartment back in New York City.
She took the picture.
This will more than likely be the only author's note in this fic. I will be using plenty of terms that I do not fully understand. I will be researching these things but I would also deeply appreciate it if you would correct me if I use something incorrectly.
This story will be drabbles, all of which are connected but it means that the plot will be unveiled slowly. Also, simply for consistancy's sake: I do not own Skip Beat, nor do I claim to own Skip Beat. The same goes for anything else that I may or may not use in this work of fanfiction.
Thank you for reading.