Kitchen Part
A/N: This is the revised edition…I'm not sure if it will better, but I hope it will!
Prologue
The kitchen, it's one of my favourite places in the world. No matter where or what kind, as long as it's a place of cooking, then its fine with me. I like kitchens, especially ones that are a mess…it's strange, isn't it? I mean, looking at a dirty kitchen, I glanced to see the oil-splattered gas burner, the scraps on the floor…Looking at the stars twinkling outside, glittering, looking close together when they could well be light years away. It makes me have only one word in which it could be described as; lonely. At least…in a kitchen like this…it feels a lot better then being alone.
At times I always say to myself that 'if I had a choice in where I could spend my last moments on earth, it would definitely be in a kitchen. Whether the setting is cold and I'm all alone or whether it is warm and someone is there with me, I'll face death straight in the eye and keep my nerve! If it's a kitchen I'll think "how good".
Before the Echizen family took me in, every one of my nights were spent in the kitchen. I couldn't seem to sleep ever since my grandmother had died. One morning at about dawn, I had woken up to find some kind of comfort, a place that I could sleep. It ended up being beside the refrigerator.
My parents –my name is Reena Yuki– both died when I was about 3 so I was brought up by my grandparents. I was half-way through elementary school (Yr 3) when my grandfather had died and just a while ago, my grandmother had died.
When my grandmother had died, I was in full shock…at her funeral I was too deep in my thoughts to even shed a tear…I kept on having flashbacks…on how my mother cared for me, how my father used to carry me on his strong, reassuring arms…Everything that was joyful was now a pain to remember. Everyone that was related to me –blood wise– was now gone…I am all alone.
Three days after my grandmother's funeral I was still dazed. But it seemed that no one had noticed…
Here I am, Reena Yuki, high school freshmen, insecure and already having a reckless try at sleep…I guess it's called 'puberty'.
Resting my eyes, I thought of a song that I had created when I was a child.
'In this room, when I am feeling really down
All I need to see is your smile
After all I'm not an Angel
I don't want to smile foolishly, after all
Feelings like this make me feel lonely
I hope to see the face of my friends
I guess the future is unknown, but I'm sure of today
I believe that with that I can change, if not a little
Will I be able to see it? Able to see an angel's wings someday…'
"That's great, Reena!" a voice in my mind said.
I can't remember who said it; all I remember is that that person was very important to me. A long time ago…too long ago…
TBC…
A/N: Hope you like the prologue. The song is from 'Angelic Layer', the title of the song is 'I Cannot Be An Angel', its Ringo Seto's song. I have changed Reena's personality from the original…Hope she's better.
Janen!!
ReenaYuki-hime