Cursed Love
Chapter One: Set In The Past: Letter Writing
I don't own anything in this fiction but the plot and the children of the cursed ones... in this chapter that would be only Kyou and Kagura's daughter... so don't sue me as I have added a disclaimer.
(('' – Talking
Words – Thinking
Words – sarcasm))
The dull glow from the television screen provided precious little light and Kagura found she was squinting at the letter before her, so she rose and flicked on the lamp behind her chair.
While she was on her feet she pulled the curtains closed, warding off the night. As she returned to the seat she glanced to the two photos framed on the wall. One showed her and her husband's wedding. The other was her daughter, Kison. The girl was clutching an orange stuffed toy cat, smiling at the camera happily and broadly.
At twenty-five, Kagura Sohma was a very attractive young woman with fresh, natural good looks. She sat down, massaging the bridge of her nose between thumb and forefinger.
'Mummy, I've finished.' The call came from upstairs – the bathroom. Kison emerged on the top stair, her rabbit covered dressing gown flapping open, her bright orange hair flowing behind her like a train, reaching as far as the middle of her back. 'I've cleaned my teeth.' Broadly grinning Kison showed her handiwork.
Kagura smiled, nodded then kissed her daughters head as they walked to the smaller bedroom. Kison clambered into her orange framed bed and pulled the white covers around her neck.
'Sleep,' she said, flicking off the bedroom light. 'Love you.'
She exited the room, pulling the door closed behind her. She walked down the stairs as the door opened and Kyou stood in the doorway. She offered him a drink and he accepted gratefully watching her as she walked barefoot into the kitchen. She was wearing a pair of tight-fitting jeans and a sleeveless yellow jumper.
He sat down on the sofa and loosed his tie as his wife returned bearing coffee.
'Hard day at work?' Kagura wondered a loud. After she watched him take the first mouthful he replied.
"As hard as usual." The orange haired twenty-three year old replied. Looking crimson eyes to where the brunette was, Kyou watched her return with a tray of rice balls.
'Want one?' The female asked. Kyou picked up one, plain – at least the appearance hinted at plain.
'There're not leeks are they?' He wondered.
'Your daughter makes them, humour her." Kagura's eyes blared fire as she nodded towards the doorway.
He caught a glimpse of the five year old.
'Good.' He spurt out, trying not to spit out the first bite he took. He heard a sigh of relief as they both heart soft footsteps heading back up the stairs. He spat the remains of the soggy rice ball into the bucket.
'Kyou' He knew then he had to duck. Stepping back into the living room after throwing the bucket over the father's head, Kagura returned to her letter. This was marked for Hatsuharu and Isuzu Sohma with URGENT on the first writing line.
The First Chapter Is the First Part of a Prologue So It Is Small; The Second Part Is Of Haku Sohma's Childhood... So Wait For the Next Instalment of 'Cursed Love'
