Hey! *waves" So this is my first fanfiction, first time writing anything ever really. I have a few chapters already written up on my computer, it started as a project, it's really calming to write I've found. My life is a bit hectic at the moment, and the calm writings is something I need.
Enough about me. Feedback is always welcome, I am aware that my writing skills may not be great so I will happily take on board any pointers people can give, I cannot guarantee I am able to achieve them though.
The story here starts with Kyoko age 8 with Koun/ren age 12 (but he doesn't show up till later). I will keep a tab on the ages up here as time may skip occasionally.
Chapter One - Reality Check
Small soft feet padded on the hard wood floors of the Fuwa Inn, surrounded by dark corridors, Kyoko was on a mission, to acquire some food, she wasn't particularly hungry but after several hours of troubled sleep she decided a snack from the kitchen might help ease her back into a peaceful slumber.
It would also account as an acceptable distraction from her current thoughts, thoughts that lingered upon her mother. It had been a desperately long while since her mother had left her at the Fuwa Inn. This had not been the first time she had been left at the Fuwa Inn, but her mother would have usually came back even for a day by now, and so it had been playing on her mind.
Kyoko was frustrated by this but couldn't help thinking that if maybe she gets 100 on her next exam her mother would come back, possibly even with a smile and words of praises. Right now though Kyoko would happily accept her mother coming back for her anytime soon, she missed her mother. And for some reason being around her prince Shoutaro wasn't enough to cheer her up either.
As she approached the Kitchen doors, hearing the sound of quiet chatter resonating from within, she reduced her pace, now hesitant to proceed. Kyoko shouldn't really be up this late, she wouldn't get in trouble but she didn't want to be a bother to the Fuwa's . When Kyoko was just about to turn around to return to her room she heard her name being mentioned.
"…Kyoko's been here now for months…" Whispered a female voice of which Kyoko picked up to be the Okami, Sho's Mother.
A reply came shortly of which Kyoko knew to be Sho's dad, the Taisho "I know darling" there was an ominous silence, even from outside the kitchen Kyoko could feel the weird atmosphere, she didn't like it much "We both thought she would be back by now".
Kyoko understanding that she shouldn't be eavesdropping, even if she was the subject of interest, decided that she should leave, before she heard something she didn't want to, even at eight years old, she knew that eavesdropping could only lead to hearing something she shouldn't. Not to mention that the subject at hand was making her already distressed emotions fall even more towards rock bottom.
Before Kyoko could leave however she managed to hear the last angry line spoken by the Okami "She isn't coming back…That woman isn't a mother! She doesn't love that child; no mother who loved their child could leave them behind like that, especially…"
Kyoko's world faded, her surroundings slipping away, replaced with blackness, no feelings apart from numbness, her only conscious thoughts focused on those two sentences "isn't coming back" and "Doesn't love that child". They spiralled around her mind as if trying to complete a puzzle, one that had always been there, just invisible.
After some time, she did not know how long, the puzzle that was inside her mind seemed to put itself together, as she felt the first signs of something other than the numb darkness that had previously surrounded her. The pain of rejection, of not truly being loved dawned, sending overwhelming pain through her and all Kyoko could think was how she wanted that numbness back, even if it would mean eternal blackness.
"…No!?" Kyoko whispered. She couldn't deny it to herself any longer, everything seemed much clearer, more so than it ever had before, despite seeing clearly, she wanted, desired to go back to believing. To believe that by being a perfect daughter her mother would love her, that one day her mother would realise how hard she worked and praise her, to take her home, and they would be happy. By having these thoughts she had always denied, confirmed by the Fuwa couple, who so obviously loved their son, was proof she could not deny. They knew what parental love was, they could see that her own mother didn't and couldn't love her. It was too much to take in.
"Corn…" As if pulled by puppet strings Kyoko navigated back to her room, not yet back in full control of her body, she moved jerkily and without her usual grace. All Kyoko was aware of was the need for comfort and the intense pain that had recently replaced the numbing darkness.
Sliding open her bedroom door when she arrived, she took a hasty step in, closing it behind her just as quickly. She stood motionless, sweeping her room for the intended target, passing the old wooden dresser, cluttered with nick knacks she had accumulated over time, her work station that held her completed English homework from the night before, her eyes finally fell upon the bedside table that was positioned beside her futon. Her precious corn stone sat within a coin purse situated lazily next to her text books she had been reading before she went to bed that night.
She shot towards the object, collapsing onto the futon while opening the coin purse to retrieve the stone within. Kyoko let the first of many tears escape, followed by the uncontrollable sobs that followed; she cupped the stone and curled up into a ball, allowing corn to help absorb her unwanted emotions.
Time passed and Kyoko's sobs died down to all but small whimpers, her eyes running dry a short while ago. The corn stones magical properties had not managed to completely rid her of all her pain, but it had helped, saddened by this fact she concluded that maybe magic only had so much power and she couldn't be greedy. She focused back onto the blue stone, tilting it in each direction to test its magic; sure enough it still gave off a beautiful shimmer when it hit the light, so it must still contain its magical properties.
Staring at the stone her vision lost focus as she recalled memories of a very special fairy prince. A vision of a clearing in a wooded area with a stream passing through came to her mind. She thought of the wildlife that was present that day, not only butterflies, birds, foxes and rabbits, but fairies as well, hundreds of little fairies, but one in particular stood out, a human sized fairy, a prince of fairies by the name of Corn. He was the most wonderful being she had every encountered and right now she missed him, remembering his troubles with his father. A bitter thought occurred of how parents could be so cruel, she realised she may not have understood the pain her fairy prince could have been feeling, only complaining about her own feelings, whilst completely missing any pain he could have been feeling. This realization made her feel terrible and a wave of regret shot through her.
It was with these troubling thoughts that Kyoko fell into a troubled sleep, clutching the only remaining link to her fairy prince corn, worrying about the life he might have been living and how ignorant she had been.