Ayan~ Thanks for reading! This is a rewrite of my first fanfic, Springtime Daydreams. This is just my prologue, so I'm sorry if it's too short.

A small four-year-old girl with bright green hair tied in pigtails was trying in vain to climb over a tall white fence. Her name was Yasui Haru, and the setting was Kyoto, Japan, November 24th, 1997. Her mission was to sneak "all invisible-ey like a ninja" into her neighbor's house. The target house just happened to contain a different little girl of the same age and preschool (Koudo Preschool) who was also Haru's "best-est friend evaaar!" Shintani Hina was a tough girl who liked to think of herself as a defender of justice. That meant telling the boys to stay in "that corner 'cause you got coooties! Eew!" Her parents thought it was cute. The boys didn't.
Eventually, Haru was able to swing one leg over in an attempt to possibly sit on the edge, but just as she began to wobble, Hina's mother noticed her out the window and rushed to the rescue, laughing at Haru's frustrated expression. Taking Haru to their dinner table, she plopped the brave adventurer onto a chair and retreated to the kitchen in an effort to save the latest batch of cookies.
When she next checked in on her guest, Hina was sitting to the right of her and their chubby little faces were covered in crumbs. They were having a very serious discussion about the quality of bears today and what it meant for the Lock Monkey. Her husband, across from the toddlers, was telling them that shares and the Stock Market weren't animals and color had nothing to do with it at all. She chuckled and drank in the scene happily. She had always wanted a larger family, preferably with more than two kids…
"Psst! Hina-chan! Look at your Okaa-san! Let's go now," Haru whispered secretively to her friend. They snuck into Hina's bedroom and promptly fell asleep on the floor. Or so it seemed…

~Dreamworld~

Haru fingered a small glass bear figurine and snickered.
"Hina, your parents thought we were talking about sharing, not this! That and buying blocks. They're so stupid! Stupid-parents!"
"They are not! You're mean! I'm not talking to you!"
"I'm sorry. Let's be friends again. Don't be mad please."
"Ok! Here's the paper that came with it! I cant read tho', so let's find a grownup." The pair tip-toed up behind an elderly lady who was floating randomly in a wavy sea that they were standing on.
"Obaa-san! Can you please read this for us?"
The lady nodded and cleared her throat. Her scratchy voice echoed louder than than should have been possible as she recited slowly the conditions of their newly found figurine's abilities.

"Dreamworld Rules:
You travel into a daydream by holding the glass bear and wishing strongly.
You cannot choose your age, which will be the same as reality.
You can choose your hairstyle, hair color, eye color, and clothes, which you can change.
You will have higher than average physical abilities and learn physical things easier than in the Realworld.
You will have quick reflexes and be relatively skilled in all weaponry.
You can keep items from previous daydreams and can them summon at will.
You will need certain physical features for the sake of blending into some daydreams. You will gain those physical features, and in subsequent daydreams, you will be able to make them appear on your body at will.
Your dream self will always remain humanoid."
The old lady hobbled away leaning on a cane. The girls followed with their eyes until she was no longer visible. Hina shrugged. Haru's haze refocused on the bear. It was intricately carved, possessing an inner beauty so fine that even two toddlers couldn't miss it.
Suddenly, the bear started to shimmer. It's form wobbled, it's image distorted. It seemingly shrank and grew in the timeworn of a second, and for moments scenes could be viewed inside its shape.
Haru gasped in slight pain. Hina rushed over. The tiny glass object was disappearing! Haru's body was apparently its destination; it was being absorbed.
Abruptly, the feeling vanished along with the statuette. Hina's wavering expression shifted into a smirk. Haru held her hand, where the bear had gone, tenderly.
"You know what? I think this is gonna be real fun!"

~Nine Years Later, Realworld, Ochi Junior High~

Now much older, The two had remained inseparable. Maturity had been gained, experiences committed to memory. There had been an incident involving a boy, and another containing a pet turtle.
They had survived to junior high, although the workload was fierce, and had befriended two other girls, Chifumi and Miki, and a boy, Hiroto. Unsurprisingly enough, they always fell in the same class and gained nicknames. All in all, normal junior high girls.
Girls with a deep secret, that is. Girls who would never tell another their true thoughts. Girls who knew how to survive in an unforgiving world, even if their's was. They knew things no one else would believe. It was never lonely. They had each other.
The glass bear had never stayed outside of Haru's hand for more than five minutes. No one other than Hina could accompany her. Haru could enter sleeping dreams without its help by touching the person. With its help, she could translate into mediums, such as art, TV, books, and more. After all, they were originally Daydreams in someone's head.
Currently, the two were walking home from school, complaining about homework.
"Wakamura-sensei gives too much of it, you know? It wouldn't hurt him to maybe lighten the load just a little," Hina whined. Haru shook her head in fake disgust. She tsk-ed. "And speaking of him, I heard he has a pretty wife. How did a scumbag like him get a good woman? I mean if it was me I'd never marry him in a million years!" Haru sighed, her brain whirling. The gears were clicking into place. All she had to do was convince Hina…
"Well," she began slowly; carefully. "I know a place where we won't have do homework…" she trailed off into silence. Hina glanced at her. Her face paled considerably.
"Haru-chan," she whispered. "That would mean abandoning this world forever! No more family, no more friends! Do you really want to do that?" Haru nodded quietly. It wasn't that she hated this world, but they were meant for greater things. She was bored of this life.
"We die tonight."

Ayan~ Please review. Do you guys have any suggestions? Review, or else Chibi will drop you in the middle of nowhere! Without a computer!

Some Japanese terms I used:

Okaa-san = mom

Obaa-san = grandma

sensei = teacher

chan = a term of endearment generally used on small children, animals, or girls