Author's Note: To the readers, specifically you, well, I just had this idea about changing the flow of the story so... I revised it a bit to make it a little bit exciting, as some would say. I hope that you'd understand it... Arigatou mina, I hope that you won't feel disappointed in the least. And well, considering the changes, I've also added a bit of fantasy in the genre.
Prologue
Screams echoed throughout the whole household of the Haruno were finally having their second-born child and everyone was ecstatic to meet the little baby. A few hours later, the screams subsided and a man who had light blue hair entered the room, an air of grace following him. The midwife and nurses stepped aside to reveal a woman with a slightly disheveled hair and tired look lying on the bed. On her arms was a small baby girl who was snuggling towards her mother's bosom.
"You did well, Kimiko... Rest for the meantime, you still need to regain back your strength. I'm glad that you had been safe even after giving birth to her." And he kissed her forehead. He stood up and laid the baby near Kimiko and kissed her small forehead too.
"Ryuu, thank you. For being a good husband to me and a good father to Yoshiro-chan and now to our little Sakura... Aisheiteru..." Kimiko said faintly before drifting off to sleep. Ryuu smiled lovingly at the sight of his wife sleeping with a little baby.
"Yoshiro, I want you to meet your little sister, Sakura. Isn't she cute?" Kimiko asked as the young boy about 5 stared at emerald-green eyes.
"Hai, okaa-sama, demo, why does she have a seal on her wrist?" he asked while looking at his mother curiously.
After hearing this, Kimiko paled a bit and looked at her daughter's wrist. It was faint but yes, it was there, a small snowflake-like seal engraved and on both sides were lines that had curved edges (it kinda look like this: ~*~). She smiled towards Yoshiro and told him to just ignore it, but deep down inside, she was just lying to herself, after all, out of all the unfortunate things to happen, the Haruno daughter, had a mark for the betrothed.
