Hey! 'Neru' here! Haven't heard from me in a while, huh? Anyway, I just started this new story. I hope you like it X3333 I also wrote the story for Rin or Len?! on this account, and it's done! All the chapters should be there by now (unless our lazy 'Len' is being lazier than usual and hasn't posted them yet, which is possible XDDDD) Anyway, leave a review =3
Chapter 1: Prologue
Miku was holding her silky long green hair with one hand and a pair of scissors with the other. If this is the price of my freedom, then so be it. And she cut her braid. Her hair was now cascading around her heart-shaped face, no longer lengthy enough to braid it. She left the hair she had cut on the little table next to her bed and stood up. She was leaving, and she would leave her old life behind, along with her hair, to start anew.
She went down the wooden stairs, making sure she didn't step on the ones that squeaked; she had come down these steps so many times in the dark of the night, she now knew exactly which ones they were. She walked to the chair where all her things for her long journey were packed and put on the leather boots that were a couple sizes too big for her. She was taking them from her father, who, she was sure, would not have given them to her if he knew what she was about to do.
"Sister, is that you?" she heard a voice call out from behind, breaking the silence.
Miku turned around to see her little sister, yawning and rubbing her eyes.
"Shhhh, Miki. You have to be quiet," Miku ordered her.
"But Miku, are you leaving? Forever?" her sister asked.
"Yes, yes I am. I have to."
"Shouldn't we wake up mother and father to say goodbye then?"
"No! Mother and father must never know I spoke to you tonight!" Miku said a little too loudly. She heard her parents stir upstairs. "Do you understand me Miki?" she added more cautiously.
The little girl didn't answer.
"Do you understand?" Miku repeated, emphasizing every word.
"Yes," Miki answered, tears now streaming down her cheeks.
Miku dropped down on her knees to take her little sister into a tight embrace, probably their last one. She didn't let go until her cadet stopped crying.
"What did you do to your hair?" Miki asked.
"I cut it; it would have been too recognizable if I had kept them long. I really liked my hair, and I am sad I had to lose them. So Miki, never make the same mistake; never cut your beautiful hair. If ever I come back, I really would like to see that wild red hair of yours," Miku told her sister, patting her head.
Miki laughed and then looked straight in her sister's eyes as she reached behind her neck and took off a pendent made of wood with a peculiar symbol engraved on it. She tied the thin rope around Miku's neck.
"A good luck charm, she explained, "to protect you and keep you safe. You should always keep it with you. Now, go. Before someone wakes. Goodbye Miku." Those were the last words she said before running back up to her bed.
"Goodbye. I hope we meet again," Miku whispered to the darkness.
She took her leather pouch from the chair and left.
