Sweet Nightingale
By: Sakura06
Disclaimed!
Chapter 1: Her Vow
Sakura tree.
A vibrant significant of summer. Sakura tree, the bringer of joy in a couple. Sakura tree, my one and only tree.
Under that tree lies the remains of my father, my father-a great warrior, a great leader, a brilliant samurai… A wonderful father.
My eyes filled with the tears that are yet to be shed. But no, the daughter of a samurai should not cry. C..c..could not. But it was all too late the tears had already fallen.
She couldn't do it, she can't stop the tears from going, she is not worthy to be called the daughter of a samurai. Especially to him, the most honorable warrior of his time. She can't bear it anymore, she's so humiliated. Disgraced. Unworthy. 'otou-san' a single petal landed on his grave. She knew it then and there she will never hold a sword, in honor of her father's memory. She has decided. No form of violent will enter their home. No one could ever touch her mother… or her. They will live in peace, just as how her father wanted her to have. That she vowed on his grave.
That was the vow of a smart five-year old girl.
The vow of Mikan Sakura.
The sun has risen early, and set so soon. The hopes of a little girl as she sang to the moon. Under the moonlight, she watched him go. The man of her life, the fire to her soul.