Author: hello all, please, please, please be nice this is only my first fan fic.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this story except some stuff.

Chapter 1

The sun was sinking into the depths of the heavens, melting to a golden hue, entwining with the pastel azure blush of the sky. "Please, spare some change?" pleaded a young girl, she kneeled on the filth covered roads. Strangers ambled past her, as if she were just a soul of a forgotten ancestor. Her gold colored hair reached her shoulders and badly needed a wash, she was clothed in soiled rags, with discolored patches poorly stiched on. She wrapped her arms and legs in tattered bandages to hide her many bruises and cuts. "Please? Spare change?" She gazed hopefully at the people. One by one she begged each person for change, they all looked at her with disgust and strolled away. With each passing moment the sadness bubbling up inside her grew, tears welled up in her cerulean shaded eyes. What am I supposed to do now? She wondered, master will surely have my head for this.

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It was late evening in a forsaken factory, asilhouette of a small girl kneeling in front of a large ominous figure shone in the faint light.

"Takara, what have you collected for me today?" bellowed master.

"I…well…um…."

"WHAT HAVE YOU COLLECTED? ANSWER ME WHEN I QUESTION YOU TAKARA!" He barked.

"Nothing sir," murmured Takara.

Master's face reddened with rage, "What! This is the fifth time this week! I shall not permit this! No food or bed tonight Takara!" He slapped her across her face serverely, Takara bit her lip untill it bled, she tried to act very relaxed, for she knew she mustn't show master her real emotions. She concealed her swollen cheek with her frail hands, she winced while she pushed herself up and wobbled away.

"Worthless, sluggish, trivial orphan," he murmured to himself, "Piece of rubbish!"

By now Takara had already slammed the factory door shut behind her, she took a deep breath, slithered down to the soil and started sobbing, "I hate this day! I hate my life! Why does everything always happen too me! Why couldn't I have been a normal child? with a normal life!" She struggled upwards and staggered on her head drooping down."Takara! Wait up!" A petite girl sprinted up to Takara's side, "Master got you again, eh?" She inquired, her bronze colored curls bouncing and her curious amber colored eyes wandering about.

"Yup, you should know by now...I just don't understand why he always picks on me. What have I ever done to him, it's unfair!"

"Now, now Takara don't throw a temper tantrum," The young girl wagged her finger at her friend.

"Ayame this is no time for your little lessons," complained Takara.

"What? Can't I at least be concerned about a friend?" Questioned Ayame.

Takara sighed in defeat, "one day I'll get out of this wretched factory, and I'll finally be free to find out my past!"

Ayame smirk at her friend, "Takara you are such a dreamer, you always think up these wild fantasies."

"Ayame I have known you since I was three I think you should know by now that I'll am and always will be a dreamer," Takara chuckled, "But haven't you ever thought about leaving the factory, I mean you can't possibly think that this is a nice way to live!"

Ayame moaned, "ughhhh, I'll never get through to that hard skull of yours Takara, of course I've thought about leaving but I've never actually tried, I mean Master has way to find people, you'll never get away, once you start working here, you life is entangled to it, you can't escape, but what do I know, once you get an idea you won't listen to anyone but yourself."

"Yup, that's me," Takara grinned goofily while pacing backwards to watch her companion.

The two girls giggled, chatting about just about whatever came to mind, sauntering to an alleyway where they would slumber that night. The indigo painted sky glimmered with twinkling stars. The over crammed city had dimmed its lights, no longer sparkling with spirit, prepared for bed, awaiting an unforeseen blow tomorrow.

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Author: okay that was just some back round information and junk, so what do you think be brutally honest, and I know it was such a corny, uncreative, unoriginal ending but I was just trying to make a gakeppuchi. If this is not good just tell me and I'll discontinue it right away. Okay and I know in the beginning I said too be nice and here I say be brutally honest, I just changed my mind OKAY! I'M NOT CRAZY! forgive me for any grammar and spelling mistakes.