A/N:
Ano. . . Konichiwa Min'na! How is everyone? Well, I hope your all well an' kickin'! See, I have a new chap. Up and you wanna read it you'll have to be, well, alive ^_^ ne way! I just got the flu shot at. . .::checks watch:: 9:00am! Jeez, I wake up and get shoved into the doctors office. ::shrugs:: ne who! Yup! Another chap! Actually, this is the first chapter! ^_~'. The last one was just the intro to, you know, get you situated to the story line and what not. If you are still reading this and like it, THANKS SOOO MUCH! Cuz' I was pretty sure it was gunna suck! =P But, maybe that's because my last one got lots of good reviews. . .Hmmm. . .ah well! I just hope you enjoy it!
Oh and incase you need it! ~*~*~* is for things like remembering
* are used for thoughts like *I wonder if we have any doughnuts left. ..*
& - are used for italics such as -stupid-, -annoying- brother. . . And until I can figure this thing out that's the way its gunna be! Sorry to be a bother ^_^ Ja!
Story Teller (Tale I)
Rin was sitting under a tree in one of the numerous gardens that spotted the land surrounding the mansion. All sorts of flowers like Gazania, Chrysanthemum, Alyssum, along with many she couldn't remember the names to.
The large Sakura tree was in full bloom and the sun shone brightly through its scattered leaves and freshly opening blossoms. The cool spring breeze tussled Rin's hair as she wove another ring of flowers. She sighed an laid the finished piece of work next to its siblings.
Rin was bored, -again-. She'd been getting bored a lot lately. I mean, if you stay in one place for five years your going to run out of things to do eventually. Laying back against the tree's trunk she closed her eyes and watched the orangish-red color of her lids , change to dark blue or black when the wind blew branches in front of her, creating shadows. Yawning, Rin rolled to her side and over again till she was lying on her back staring at the clouds.
She was lonely too. Sure she had Naoki and some of the worker's children, but she really was getting lonely. She hadn't seen another human in. . .*It's been what? Two and a half years? Not since Sesshoumaru-sama took me with him on one of the few trips I'm allowed to go on when we met his brother. What was his name? Oh, right, it was Inu. . .Inuyasha, that's It, and his er-his mate and their kid too. That's when Inuyasha told Sesshoumaru-sama that he was leaving to . . . go some where. I can't remember.*
She opted that it didn't really matter -how- long ago it was since she last spoke to or let alone seen another human. She did wonder, however, how Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha were related. Sesshoumaru was a Youkai and, well, Inuyasha was. . . a human. She puzzled over this for a few minutes before she also lost interest in that subject. A few hours passed since breakfast and she wondered where Sesshoumaru was or what Naoki was doing. *She probably went back to sleep. . . *
Yawning again, she went back to the tree and started tethering her rope of flowers and fixing them together to make yet another a ring.
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Sesshoumaru took large gaits as he walked through his territory. He'd gone around it once last night and decided the go around again after he picked up a scent early this morning. He was slightly upset, ok, he was peeved. Either it be from a lower class Youkai meandering onto his land. *Poor fools. Coming on to my land. I pity their stupidity. . .* Or the fact that Jaken hadn't -shut-up- since they had started out this morning.
He didn't show his growing ire towards the hideous (sly Jaken lovers. . .if u really do exist! ^_^ ), bothersome, stout, annoying, never ending chatter box which called itsself Jaken. But, every time he started talking about something that was completely pointless, which was almost always, Sesshoumaru would pick up a reasonably sized stone and chuck it at the pitiful youkai, silencing him for oh. . . five minutes.
This went on for about three hours until Sesshoumaru caught a whiff of a particularly strong scented youkai. Not even telling Jaken or waiting for him, Sesshoumaru turned into his 'light orb form' and sped away to dispose of the trespasser, or perhaps he should thank them for getting him away from Jaken.
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A soft nose poked Rin in the cheek and her eyes began to blearily open. Yawning and stretching she looked to her right and saw a small white bunny staring at her. She reached out her hand to pet it but it got frightened and scurried away. She watched it weave its way through the thick grass and into the woods. When the rabbit was gone from view Rin then noticed that she had fallen asleep some how and it was now mid afternoon. Rubbing her eyes she stood up and brushed off her shorts and shirt. Looking up to the sky she saw it was starting to turn a slight shade of pinkish- orange and decided she should probably start heading home.
Going over to her little pile of flower rings, she picked them up and stretched one last time before starting on the fifteen minute walk towards the house.
On her walk towards the mansion she took the time to take in the fresh spring scenery. It was absolutely perfect outside. The crisp cool air with a small breeze and the new green look to everything. Spring probably was Rin's favorite time of year. Looking to the sky again she realized that she had some time till she had to be home so she would take her time on this little walk.
The little path she was on was very pretty. On each side of the dirt path, to the house, were large trees lining it along with a few berry bushes now and then. The wind played with the branches making the shadows shift and sway and it made the leaves rustle.
Breathing in deeply she shut her eyes and walked like that for a few minutes. Just smelling, hearing, and feeling what was around her was great. Taking one last large intake of the cool breeze Rin opened her eyes. But, when she opened her eyes, she saw that she wasn't alone on this quaint little path any more. There was some one standing about eleven feet right in front of her and yet it was covered in shadow.
Remembering the manners that were crushed into her that it wasn't polite to stare she began to ask who this person was. "Ano. . .Pardon me but, who-" she was cut of when the person slowly stepped forward. When it did, the shadows that once concealed it appeared to vanish with every step forward it made and the person seemed to take on its appearance with every uncovered piece of darkness. Rin thought it was like the person didn't even have an appearance before it came into the light. Like it was a shadow that just took on shape. Well, what ever it was, it creeped Rin out. "Ano. . ." was all Rin got out before the whole being was 'unmasked'.
* What a lovely person! They're completely beautiful*, thought Rin. The person was in fact very beautiful. A tall slender woman with a flowing dress of pale green. Her hair was a golden brown that laid down on her back and her eyes a piercing green. Rin noticed that the woman had a large book tucked under her right arm. It was so large Rin thought it must be very heavy.
"Ex-excuse me. My name is Rin, may I ask who you are?". The woman looked at Rin for a moment before she spoke in return. "I am Hanashite. But you may call me Hana if you wish." *Hanashite? That's an interesting name. It means. . .Storyteller? very strange*. Rin did think the name strange but the person seemed polite and had some sort of etiquette. "Its very nice to meet you Hana. Are you. . .?" Rin didn't know whether it was proper or not to ask if Hana was a Youkai or not. Her opinion was that it was like asking some one what their race was and thought it impolite. "No. I am not a Youkai. And it is also my pleasure to meet you as well Imoto. You see, I travel around a lot through these lands, a nomad of sorts, to tell a tale to all who will listen. I am a Hanashite, a storyteller."
"Story. . .teller?" Rin knew what a storyteller was. Yes. Sesshoumaru had hired a few youkai and human alike to read wonderful stories about adventures and mythology and such when she was still little. She remembered how much she adored her story time before she was to be sent of to bed. Even Naoki would stay and listen and she and Rin would act out the story the next day and talk about how one day they were going to go on an adventure like that.
The thought of it made Rin smile and she caught herself when she realized that she was just having Hana stand there. "I love stories." Said Rin. "I'm glad you like stories Rin. How would you like it if I read you mine?" asked Hana with a small smile. Rin smiled broadly and answered with "That sounds great!".
Hana smiled again and for some reason that smile gave Rin the chills. Passing it off as just the wind or her imagination, Rin gave her full attention to this nomad storyteller. "Well Imoto-chan, we can't just sit here in the middle of a path. Lets go find a nice place to sit in that field over there." Hana pointed to the left side of the path were there was a small clearing. "Hai!" Rin said with a smile.
They made their way off the path and into the small grass covered field. The sun was still high in the sky so Rin still had some time before she had to be home. Rin followed Hana till Hana came to a small flat bolder in the field. The bolder was surrounded by some smaller rock and pebbles so Rin brushed them away to make a comfortable place to sit.
After Rin sat on the ground Hana heaved the huge book onto the bolder. When it landed with a thump some dirt puffed up from under the book and a dust cloud gathered at the top of the book. Rin now saw that the book was -very- old. Older than her by far. It's old burgundy cooler faded yet darker from age and the tiny little rips on the covers edges. The cover was made of leather and it did take a while for leather to wear down enough to be able to rip. There was no title on the front of spine of the huge book. It was completely blank.
Hana caught Rin's questioning gaze at the book and explained why it was so big and old. "This book, the Hon no Hanashi, has been passed down through my kin for over one hundred and fifty years. Its very old and very much enchanted. Its been said that those who've heard the story soon find themselves having adventures like the one in this story. Though whether or not their adventures are good or bad I do not know. I haven't seen any of those I've read to since I've read to them. Its very disconcerting to know that I might never see those who I've read to again. But, its what my kin has been doing for many a time and who am I to stop tradition? And so, I read this story to all who wish to hear it, even if I'll never see them again. But, that's not the only reason why I still read this old decrepit book, it's also because this book is not only enchanted but cursed as well. If my kin do not read this book, myself and my children after me will be cursed to live with everyone's hatred of them and we will never again be the peaceful people we are now. I don't wish this upon any of my kind, so I read."
Rin felt very melancholy after hearing Hana's long tale, that came out of no where, and felt sorry for Hana for never seeing the people she meets more than once. What's the point in meeting people if you don't ever see them again? But, not wanting to make Hana any more morbid than she already seemed, Rin told Hana that she would still like to hear the story and that she was thankful for her telling something about herself.
Hana smiled again and again Rin got the chills. The kind that start from the very end of your spine and work its way up to the very top of your head, making the little hairs on your neck prickle so it makes you scrunch up your shoulders. Rin didn't know why she was getting the shivers from Hana. Hana seemed like such a nice person and she was kind and sweet even if she was a bit sad looking.
Rin thought it was just her being weird.* Sesshoumaru-sama did say that humans go through a lot of pointless changes during their aging. Maybe I'm just going through one of those stages*. So Rin shrugged it off and watched as Hana opened the cover of the book.
Leaning in to see the book better Rin saw that the first couple pages were blank. *Strange*. Hana flipped through the first page with text on it. "This was written by one of my ancestors long ago. They loved telling stories and eventually wrote a book (she gestured at the book) about all the grand stories they told people. But, people said the book was cursed because my ancestors were said to have used the wood from a cursed tree to make its pages. So, eventually people stopped wanting to hear their stories, too scared by the rumors about the book, and they were forced to turn to traveling to places where people knew not of its cursed origin. Eventually my kin were turned into nomads that traveled to tell the tales."
Well, Rin didn't really want to know that but I guess it told her more about where the book came from and about Hana. Rin just nodded with lack of better things to say to that. Hana cleared her throat and began speaking again, "Ah yes, well, Imoto are you ready to hear my stories now? I'm sorry I took terribly long to tell about where the book came from and how it came to be. Its just that most people seem to want to know this before hand. Many people usually turn down the offer to hear the story afterward and I thought I would give you the choice as well."
Rin pondered on this for a moment before she voiced her answer. "Hai! I would still like to hear the story." "All right." Hana smiled. "It shows that you are pure of heart. You show that is doesn't matter if something is cursed or enchanted to be pure and good. Only the pure of heart. . .and of spirit are allowed to hear this tale."
Rin wasn't quiet sure of what Hana meant but she thought that what she said was a good thing. Hana spread her fingers out over the first pages of text and smoothed out the paper. The pages looked cool to the touch and Rin reached out to touch a page when Hana opened her mouth to speak.
Rin's hand moved away from the page and she looked a bit dazed. It was as if Hana had said something to make Rin's hand move away but there was no sound that came from her. Rin came out of her daze and just stared at the book, not really sure what happened.
Hana just looked at Rin, then at the book, and began to read.
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Little Dictionary:
Konichiwa- "Hello!" (Usually used from afternoon till dusk)
Min'na (-san)- Every one (-san makes it more polite I think)
Sakura- Cherry blossoms or cherry tree
Imoto (-Chan)- Younger sister (-Chan is a form of endearment)
Hai- Yes
Hon no Hanashi- Book of Tales; Stories; Rumor; News. (Hon =Book no =of Hanashi =etc.)
Gomen (Nasai)- Sorry (With Nasai- I'm very Sorry)
*Once again, all that came from my common knowledge. So, please don't get all mad because I got something wrong. Feel free to e-mail me if you want to correct me.
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A/N: Well! That was fun, ne? Yup! First chap all done! Kind of cliff-hanger-ish at the end though. GOMEN! Lol. ::cough:: I hope min'na enjoyed this little chap. I finally got off my procrastinator butt and wrote some. My muse is still a little sleepy ::pokes muse:: ::muse falls over::. ::shrugs:: what can I do? The plot is still a little sketchy and I'm not really sure where this is going ^_~' heh. Who is this Hanashite? Why does she give Rin the creeps? Where in the hell is Sesshoumaru? (heh, about that. Sry that the Fluff mister hasn't been in here much yet. It's kind of more based on Rin. One of the mini-characters. Another reason why I thought I might not get reviews. Because people usually want to read about the major characters. U_U') Well, see you next time! I'll try and make it better next chap! JA~A!
Notes: Oh! About 'the Hon no Hanashi' I think it kind of translates into 'the book of stories' or something like 'story from the book'.not quiet sure.heh heh. If you can tell me for sure that'd be great.
Luv Min'na!
-Animyth-
Ano. . . Konichiwa Min'na! How is everyone? Well, I hope your all well an' kickin'! See, I have a new chap. Up and you wanna read it you'll have to be, well, alive ^_^ ne way! I just got the flu shot at. . .::checks watch:: 9:00am! Jeez, I wake up and get shoved into the doctors office. ::shrugs:: ne who! Yup! Another chap! Actually, this is the first chapter! ^_~'. The last one was just the intro to, you know, get you situated to the story line and what not. If you are still reading this and like it, THANKS SOOO MUCH! Cuz' I was pretty sure it was gunna suck! =P But, maybe that's because my last one got lots of good reviews. . .Hmmm. . .ah well! I just hope you enjoy it!
Oh and incase you need it! ~*~*~* is for things like remembering
* are used for thoughts like *I wonder if we have any doughnuts left. ..*
& - are used for italics such as -stupid-, -annoying- brother. . . And until I can figure this thing out that's the way its gunna be! Sorry to be a bother ^_^ Ja!
Story Teller (Tale I)
Rin was sitting under a tree in one of the numerous gardens that spotted the land surrounding the mansion. All sorts of flowers like Gazania, Chrysanthemum, Alyssum, along with many she couldn't remember the names to.
The large Sakura tree was in full bloom and the sun shone brightly through its scattered leaves and freshly opening blossoms. The cool spring breeze tussled Rin's hair as she wove another ring of flowers. She sighed an laid the finished piece of work next to its siblings.
Rin was bored, -again-. She'd been getting bored a lot lately. I mean, if you stay in one place for five years your going to run out of things to do eventually. Laying back against the tree's trunk she closed her eyes and watched the orangish-red color of her lids , change to dark blue or black when the wind blew branches in front of her, creating shadows. Yawning, Rin rolled to her side and over again till she was lying on her back staring at the clouds.
She was lonely too. Sure she had Naoki and some of the worker's children, but she really was getting lonely. She hadn't seen another human in. . .*It's been what? Two and a half years? Not since Sesshoumaru-sama took me with him on one of the few trips I'm allowed to go on when we met his brother. What was his name? Oh, right, it was Inu. . .Inuyasha, that's It, and his er-his mate and their kid too. That's when Inuyasha told Sesshoumaru-sama that he was leaving to . . . go some where. I can't remember.*
She opted that it didn't really matter -how- long ago it was since she last spoke to or let alone seen another human. She did wonder, however, how Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha were related. Sesshoumaru was a Youkai and, well, Inuyasha was. . . a human. She puzzled over this for a few minutes before she also lost interest in that subject. A few hours passed since breakfast and she wondered where Sesshoumaru was or what Naoki was doing. *She probably went back to sleep. . . *
Yawning again, she went back to the tree and started tethering her rope of flowers and fixing them together to make yet another a ring.
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Sesshoumaru took large gaits as he walked through his territory. He'd gone around it once last night and decided the go around again after he picked up a scent early this morning. He was slightly upset, ok, he was peeved. Either it be from a lower class Youkai meandering onto his land. *Poor fools. Coming on to my land. I pity their stupidity. . .* Or the fact that Jaken hadn't -shut-up- since they had started out this morning.
He didn't show his growing ire towards the hideous (sly Jaken lovers. . .if u really do exist! ^_^ ), bothersome, stout, annoying, never ending chatter box which called itsself Jaken. But, every time he started talking about something that was completely pointless, which was almost always, Sesshoumaru would pick up a reasonably sized stone and chuck it at the pitiful youkai, silencing him for oh. . . five minutes.
This went on for about three hours until Sesshoumaru caught a whiff of a particularly strong scented youkai. Not even telling Jaken or waiting for him, Sesshoumaru turned into his 'light orb form' and sped away to dispose of the trespasser, or perhaps he should thank them for getting him away from Jaken.
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A soft nose poked Rin in the cheek and her eyes began to blearily open. Yawning and stretching she looked to her right and saw a small white bunny staring at her. She reached out her hand to pet it but it got frightened and scurried away. She watched it weave its way through the thick grass and into the woods. When the rabbit was gone from view Rin then noticed that she had fallen asleep some how and it was now mid afternoon. Rubbing her eyes she stood up and brushed off her shorts and shirt. Looking up to the sky she saw it was starting to turn a slight shade of pinkish- orange and decided she should probably start heading home.
Going over to her little pile of flower rings, she picked them up and stretched one last time before starting on the fifteen minute walk towards the house.
On her walk towards the mansion she took the time to take in the fresh spring scenery. It was absolutely perfect outside. The crisp cool air with a small breeze and the new green look to everything. Spring probably was Rin's favorite time of year. Looking to the sky again she realized that she had some time till she had to be home so she would take her time on this little walk.
The little path she was on was very pretty. On each side of the dirt path, to the house, were large trees lining it along with a few berry bushes now and then. The wind played with the branches making the shadows shift and sway and it made the leaves rustle.
Breathing in deeply she shut her eyes and walked like that for a few minutes. Just smelling, hearing, and feeling what was around her was great. Taking one last large intake of the cool breeze Rin opened her eyes. But, when she opened her eyes, she saw that she wasn't alone on this quaint little path any more. There was some one standing about eleven feet right in front of her and yet it was covered in shadow.
Remembering the manners that were crushed into her that it wasn't polite to stare she began to ask who this person was. "Ano. . .Pardon me but, who-" she was cut of when the person slowly stepped forward. When it did, the shadows that once concealed it appeared to vanish with every step forward it made and the person seemed to take on its appearance with every uncovered piece of darkness. Rin thought it was like the person didn't even have an appearance before it came into the light. Like it was a shadow that just took on shape. Well, what ever it was, it creeped Rin out. "Ano. . ." was all Rin got out before the whole being was 'unmasked'.
* What a lovely person! They're completely beautiful*, thought Rin. The person was in fact very beautiful. A tall slender woman with a flowing dress of pale green. Her hair was a golden brown that laid down on her back and her eyes a piercing green. Rin noticed that the woman had a large book tucked under her right arm. It was so large Rin thought it must be very heavy.
"Ex-excuse me. My name is Rin, may I ask who you are?". The woman looked at Rin for a moment before she spoke in return. "I am Hanashite. But you may call me Hana if you wish." *Hanashite? That's an interesting name. It means. . .Storyteller? very strange*. Rin did think the name strange but the person seemed polite and had some sort of etiquette. "Its very nice to meet you Hana. Are you. . .?" Rin didn't know whether it was proper or not to ask if Hana was a Youkai or not. Her opinion was that it was like asking some one what their race was and thought it impolite. "No. I am not a Youkai. And it is also my pleasure to meet you as well Imoto. You see, I travel around a lot through these lands, a nomad of sorts, to tell a tale to all who will listen. I am a Hanashite, a storyteller."
"Story. . .teller?" Rin knew what a storyteller was. Yes. Sesshoumaru had hired a few youkai and human alike to read wonderful stories about adventures and mythology and such when she was still little. She remembered how much she adored her story time before she was to be sent of to bed. Even Naoki would stay and listen and she and Rin would act out the story the next day and talk about how one day they were going to go on an adventure like that.
The thought of it made Rin smile and she caught herself when she realized that she was just having Hana stand there. "I love stories." Said Rin. "I'm glad you like stories Rin. How would you like it if I read you mine?" asked Hana with a small smile. Rin smiled broadly and answered with "That sounds great!".
Hana smiled again and for some reason that smile gave Rin the chills. Passing it off as just the wind or her imagination, Rin gave her full attention to this nomad storyteller. "Well Imoto-chan, we can't just sit here in the middle of a path. Lets go find a nice place to sit in that field over there." Hana pointed to the left side of the path were there was a small clearing. "Hai!" Rin said with a smile.
They made their way off the path and into the small grass covered field. The sun was still high in the sky so Rin still had some time before she had to be home. Rin followed Hana till Hana came to a small flat bolder in the field. The bolder was surrounded by some smaller rock and pebbles so Rin brushed them away to make a comfortable place to sit.
After Rin sat on the ground Hana heaved the huge book onto the bolder. When it landed with a thump some dirt puffed up from under the book and a dust cloud gathered at the top of the book. Rin now saw that the book was -very- old. Older than her by far. It's old burgundy cooler faded yet darker from age and the tiny little rips on the covers edges. The cover was made of leather and it did take a while for leather to wear down enough to be able to rip. There was no title on the front of spine of the huge book. It was completely blank.
Hana caught Rin's questioning gaze at the book and explained why it was so big and old. "This book, the Hon no Hanashi, has been passed down through my kin for over one hundred and fifty years. Its very old and very much enchanted. Its been said that those who've heard the story soon find themselves having adventures like the one in this story. Though whether or not their adventures are good or bad I do not know. I haven't seen any of those I've read to since I've read to them. Its very disconcerting to know that I might never see those who I've read to again. But, its what my kin has been doing for many a time and who am I to stop tradition? And so, I read this story to all who wish to hear it, even if I'll never see them again. But, that's not the only reason why I still read this old decrepit book, it's also because this book is not only enchanted but cursed as well. If my kin do not read this book, myself and my children after me will be cursed to live with everyone's hatred of them and we will never again be the peaceful people we are now. I don't wish this upon any of my kind, so I read."
Rin felt very melancholy after hearing Hana's long tale, that came out of no where, and felt sorry for Hana for never seeing the people she meets more than once. What's the point in meeting people if you don't ever see them again? But, not wanting to make Hana any more morbid than she already seemed, Rin told Hana that she would still like to hear the story and that she was thankful for her telling something about herself.
Hana smiled again and again Rin got the chills. The kind that start from the very end of your spine and work its way up to the very top of your head, making the little hairs on your neck prickle so it makes you scrunch up your shoulders. Rin didn't know why she was getting the shivers from Hana. Hana seemed like such a nice person and she was kind and sweet even if she was a bit sad looking.
Rin thought it was just her being weird.* Sesshoumaru-sama did say that humans go through a lot of pointless changes during their aging. Maybe I'm just going through one of those stages*. So Rin shrugged it off and watched as Hana opened the cover of the book.
Leaning in to see the book better Rin saw that the first couple pages were blank. *Strange*. Hana flipped through the first page with text on it. "This was written by one of my ancestors long ago. They loved telling stories and eventually wrote a book (she gestured at the book) about all the grand stories they told people. But, people said the book was cursed because my ancestors were said to have used the wood from a cursed tree to make its pages. So, eventually people stopped wanting to hear their stories, too scared by the rumors about the book, and they were forced to turn to traveling to places where people knew not of its cursed origin. Eventually my kin were turned into nomads that traveled to tell the tales."
Well, Rin didn't really want to know that but I guess it told her more about where the book came from and about Hana. Rin just nodded with lack of better things to say to that. Hana cleared her throat and began speaking again, "Ah yes, well, Imoto are you ready to hear my stories now? I'm sorry I took terribly long to tell about where the book came from and how it came to be. Its just that most people seem to want to know this before hand. Many people usually turn down the offer to hear the story afterward and I thought I would give you the choice as well."
Rin pondered on this for a moment before she voiced her answer. "Hai! I would still like to hear the story." "All right." Hana smiled. "It shows that you are pure of heart. You show that is doesn't matter if something is cursed or enchanted to be pure and good. Only the pure of heart. . .and of spirit are allowed to hear this tale."
Rin wasn't quiet sure of what Hana meant but she thought that what she said was a good thing. Hana spread her fingers out over the first pages of text and smoothed out the paper. The pages looked cool to the touch and Rin reached out to touch a page when Hana opened her mouth to speak.
Rin's hand moved away from the page and she looked a bit dazed. It was as if Hana had said something to make Rin's hand move away but there was no sound that came from her. Rin came out of her daze and just stared at the book, not really sure what happened.
Hana just looked at Rin, then at the book, and began to read.
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Little Dictionary:
Konichiwa- "Hello!" (Usually used from afternoon till dusk)
Min'na (-san)- Every one (-san makes it more polite I think)
Sakura- Cherry blossoms or cherry tree
Imoto (-Chan)- Younger sister (-Chan is a form of endearment)
Hai- Yes
Hon no Hanashi- Book of Tales; Stories; Rumor; News. (Hon =Book no =of Hanashi =etc.)
Gomen (Nasai)- Sorry (With Nasai- I'm very Sorry)
*Once again, all that came from my common knowledge. So, please don't get all mad because I got something wrong. Feel free to e-mail me if you want to correct me.
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A/N: Well! That was fun, ne? Yup! First chap all done! Kind of cliff-hanger-ish at the end though. GOMEN! Lol. ::cough:: I hope min'na enjoyed this little chap. I finally got off my procrastinator butt and wrote some. My muse is still a little sleepy ::pokes muse:: ::muse falls over::. ::shrugs:: what can I do? The plot is still a little sketchy and I'm not really sure where this is going ^_~' heh. Who is this Hanashite? Why does she give Rin the creeps? Where in the hell is Sesshoumaru? (heh, about that. Sry that the Fluff mister hasn't been in here much yet. It's kind of more based on Rin. One of the mini-characters. Another reason why I thought I might not get reviews. Because people usually want to read about the major characters. U_U') Well, see you next time! I'll try and make it better next chap! JA~A!
Notes: Oh! About 'the Hon no Hanashi' I think it kind of translates into 'the book of stories' or something like 'story from the book'.not quiet sure.heh heh. If you can tell me for sure that'd be great.
Luv Min'na!
-Animyth-