Miaka sat at the kitchen table quietly her head buried in her hands. She couldn't take this anymore; she had to do something about her daughter. A few years ago Miaka had fallen out with Taka and broken up with him for about 2 years. During that time she had a brief 2 year flame with Tasuki; however they later broke up because she still loved Taka.

Unexpectedly she had gotten pregnant and given birth to a daughter whom she named Haruka. As a child Haruka was very well mannered and behaved but had noticed she looked nothing like Taka or Hikari. As she got older Haruka had become more curious about her father and constantly asked about him. Not wanting to hurt Taka she had told her the brief minimum of Tasuki who was her father.

She had developed her father's style and personality. While she was a sweet natured girl she had definitely inherited her father's bandit streak. This caused her to take on the appearance of a Yankee. Later on Miaka learned Haruka was getting picked on for her sharp teeth and fiery hair. This deeply hurt her so she told Haruka about Tasuki. About who her birth father was and how she had come to be. This action caused her daughter to hate Taka and become estranged from her mother.

It had now come to the point where Miaka had just had enough. She hated seeing her daughter unhappy in this world and longing to see her dad. There was only one alternative she could think of. Haruka would have to enter the book of four gods and meet her father.

Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted by Taka entering the kitchen. He became worried when he saw Miaka's appearance and concerned expression. He sat down opposite her and stroked her hand.

"Miaka; are you ok?" Taka asked worriedly. He knew Haruka was acting out but she was a teenager; but she would grow out of it eventually. He had been the same at her age; constantly thinking his dad was picking on him and shoving off responsibility. Naturally he had grown out of it and become a productive human being instead of a brat.

Miaka shook her head quietly "No Taka; I'm not" she said quietly. Taka had no idea that Haruka wasn't his. She had told him she had gotten pregnant soon after they got back together so he believed her to be his. However it was blatantly obvious who she took after; it practically smacked you in the face.

"Is it about Haruka? I'm sure she'll grow out of this rebel faze" Taka reassured her gently. He was the same at her age; it was a faze all youth's went through. Hell puberty was difficult enough as it was without the feeling of being picked on.

Miaka stifled a sarcastic laugh; no she would never grow out of it. Haruka was her father's daughter after all. She was a hot blooded bandit just like her father and that would never change. As she grew up she would become stronger and more of a leader; another reason why she should go into the book. She could take Tasuki's place as boss when she was older.

"You know she's a daddy girl" Miaka said sadly. Haruka was so like her father both personality wise and looks wise. She hated to admit it but; Haruka didn't belong here. Her heart was so much like a bandit it was scary. The best place for her was in the book with her family; however she could come home and see her mother whenever she wanted.

Taka stiffened; he was sad that Haruka didn't accept him as a father figure. He did his best to be friendly with her but she rejected him. Sometimes she would lash out at him saying "You're not my dad" or "Stop trying to kiss up to me you bastard".

Haruka believed that Taka was the reason her parents never stayed together. She blamed him for the fact that Tasuki and Miaka never stayed together. However that was not the case; but she was too young to understand.

"So what do you suggest?" Taka said stiffly his tone hinting sadness. He already knew the answer but he hoped that it wasn't so. He didn't want accept that Haruka hated him and loved her real father more.

Miaka looked up from her hands her eyes filled with sadness; she knew this would hurt Taka but she had no option. Haruka would keep rejecting him and would only become bitterer the longer she stayed here. At least in the book she would be happy; she could meet and live with Tasuki. She could be raised as a bandit and she could finally be herself. She would be able to live happily and not continue lashing out at Taka.

"We let her go" Miaka said tearfully. You were supposed to have your kids move out by the time they turned 22; not when they were 17. This was even harder than she imagined; she now understood how her mother felt when she moved out.

Taka slammed his hand down on the table angrily and muttered curses under his breath. He had tried so hard to build a bond with Haruka he really had. But it seemed he was fighting for a lost cause since day one.

Miaka got up from the table sadly "I'll talk to her about it when she gets home from school; I've put off this talk for a long time" she sniffed quietly. When Haruka was younger she tended to avoid the subject of her dad; but now she was old enough and there was no point anymore.

Taka just sat there at the table anger and sadness overflowing. He never admitted it but he had been angry at Tasuki for having a child with Miaka. While he understood it happened when they broke up; he kind of wished that Haruka had been his.

Instead she fought against him and continued to admire and look up to Tasuki. She had never met the man yet she adored him so much. She was so like Tasuki it was scary; but like the saying went "Like father like daughter".

Later that evening

Haruka strode into the house quietly carrying her satchel over her shoulder. School had been annoying as usual; kids picking on her because of her sharp teeth again. The rare few made fun of her because of her hair. She hated how people made fun of her because of it. She was proud to look like her father; after all he was an amazing guy. From all the stories her mother had told him he was a badass warrior who saved her mother.

"Haruka can you come into the kitchen please?" Miaka's voice said gently. Her tone was no arguing tone; the kind that meant there wasn't a choice. She only ever used this tone when she was serious.

Haruka stiffened; she had a feeling her mother would have a go at her for fighting again. It's not like she wanted to get into fights; but she just got so sick of the abuse she received for being different. She tried to ignore them she really did; but she just snapped and lashed out at them when she couldn't take anymore.

Slowly she took off her shoes and made her way to the kitchen; she saw Taka in the living room and shot him a glare. She would never accept him as her father never; her father was Tasuki of the Suzaku seven not that damn pussy.

As she entered the kitchen she became worried; her mother looked upset and her eyes slightly poufy. Had that asshole done something to her mother? She knew how he liked to complain about her attitude a lot.

She sat down at the kitchen table in her sailor uniform; she hadn't really gotten changed yet as she had just got in. However she had a feeling it was going to be a serious talk.

"If this is about me being nicer to Taka-jerk you can forget it" Haruka said sharply. He was just 100% fake; she knew he was only nice to her to make her see him as a dad. She hated liars and she would never have someone like that as a dad.

Miaka sighed heavily; yes this was the best decision. Haruka would never accept Taka as her father and it would only make her act bitterly. Making her go into the book would allow her to be free of the hate inside her.

"Haruka I'm sending you to live with your father" Miaka said bluntly her tone serious. At least in the book she could be who she really was. She could be accepted by others and her father would kick anyone's ass should they pick on her.

Haruka felt time stop; confusion and joy hit her like a tonne of bricks. Was this really happening? The thing she had always dreamed of was actually coming true? She was going to meet her dad?! "Mum...are you serious?!" Haruka said quietly her tone filled with shock.

Miaka nodded "You're obviously not happy here and you aren't ever going to accept Taka. As your mother I want you to be happy and if it means letting you live in the book so be it" she said gently.

Haruka reached out and took her mother's hand gently; she could never hate her mother. She was just angry at how Hikari got to keep both her parents but she didn't. She did love Hikari as a sister buy she hated Taka.

"Can I still see you?" Haruka asked firmly. She wanted to at least now if she did this; she could still visit her mother. The one thing she would never do was leave her mother behind with a broken heart.

Miaka saw the concern in her daughter's eyes; as much as she wanted to be with her father she would never abandon her mother. She would only go if it meant she could still see her if she went to be with him. She smiled gently and stroked her daughter's face with her fingers "Of course you can; you can use the book to return if you miss me" she said gently.

Haruka got up from her chair and hugged her mother tightly; she really was the best mother ever. She never forced her to be anything but herself; she only ever wanted her to be happy. She put up with her bullshit but she let her go to where she would be most happy.

"Thank you mum; you don't know how long I've wanted this" Haruka said gently. Since she was a child she had dreamed of meeting her father; now the day had actually come when she could. I guess some wishes really did come true after all.

Miaka laughed fondly "I know; but just promise me you'll be careful" she asked sternly. The only thing she would ask for is that Haruka would look after herself.

"I will" Haruka promised quietly.

Meanwhile from the living room Taka clenched his fists; deep down he was jealous somehow. But then again he had made the same choice to be with Miaka in this world and left the one in the book behind.

"History repeats itself again" he chuckled quietly. Only in this time Haruka was choosing to live in the book not the other way around.