AN: Hi everyone! This is my second story ever posted on I hope you all enjoy it and please be aware of the fact that I myself, created every single character and the story itself so please no copying. Thank you. Also this is an anime, not necessarily a realistic one but from my own imagination.


--Flashback--

Note: The setting coming up is in America.

It was a bright and sunny day. The birds were singing and the trees were showing off a bright fresh greenish color. On a quiet street stood a little mansion. There was a young girl playing on her very own play structure in the back yard. A gold colored puppy was chasing the young girl barking happily. There was also a young woman sitting in a grass sun chair holing a brush in her hand and had her hair tied in a long braid. Joyfully the little girl skipped towards the young woman.

"Mommy! Mommy! What are you doing? Can I see?" asked a young girl about the age of five with golden yellow curls and big brown eyes.

"Mommy's painting a picture Yori. Do you want to see?" asked the mother.

"Yeah! Yeah! I wanna see! …What is it mommy?" asked the young girl named Yori.

" …It's a picture of all three of us. Your father, you, and I. It's been three years since your father died in that car accident…" The mother quietly said under her breath. Yori didn't hear the last part and kept talking.

"…Is Frono in there too mommy?" asked Yori.

"He can be. I'll paint him chewing on a bone." Chuckled the mother.

"Mommy…today at school the teacher was teaching us about dog breeds and then during free time, lots of the kids started calling me a half breed. Just because I don't look American like they do they said." Said Yori as she was about to cry. Yori tried to wipe away her tears with her little hand but her mother dropped her paintbrush and quickly embraced Yori in a warming hug. "They said I didn't look like anything! Why mommy? Why do I look like this? You don't look like me, you have gold hair and sky blue eyes. Why mommy?"

"…You were too young to remember but your father was Japanese. He was also an artist; he sculpted objects and people. You look more like him honey." The mother tried to force a smile.

"Daddy? I had a daddy? What was he like?" asked Yori. The mother began to tell Yori all about her unknown father; about when they were dating all the way until he past away. Yori listened attentively and when her mother finished, she proudly smiled. "Mommy you know what? I'm going to be an artist! Just like you and daddy! Just you watch! I'm gonna be better than both of you!"

"I hope so honey. Your daddy and I would love for you to grow up and be an artist just like us. It's our dream." Smiled the mother as she hugged her young daughter. Suddenly a knock was heard on the door.

"Hello Ms. Goldenfield. Is Yori in?" asked a young boy.

"Jess!" shouted Yori happily.

"Hi Yori. T-There's something I need to tell you…" said Jess.

"Well, why don't you youngsters go into the large yard and play?" suggested Yori's mother. The two kids quickly ran inside and out into the yard laughing happily together.

"Why hello Frono!" greeted Jess. Jess was two years older than Yori so he was more mature. Jess had blonde gold curly short hair and sky blue eyes. He had a smile that made any girl twinkle in her eyes. But Yori was his best friend since childbirth. Frono licked Jess's hand as Jess fed him a biscuit. "Good boy Frono! Have you been protecting lady Yori?" Frono barked happily wagging his tail.

"Good. After all, we made a deal. You can live with princess Yori as long as you protect her." Reminded Jess.

"Yay! I'm a princess!" smiled Yori.

"That's right. You will always be my princess Yori." Smiled Jess as he stared deeply into Yori's eyes. Suddenly, he bent in and kissed her. Yori blush uncontrollably but bent in and kissed him back. They shared Yori's first kiss before Jess told Yori what he had been meaning to tell her. "Listen to me Yori…tomorrow morning I will leave for Japan. I'm going to attend art school there so I can improve my skills. I heard there's this number one art high school I want to go to. Only seven more years until I can apply there. But until then, I will keep sending you letters in the mail. I'll miss you a lot, I-I love you Yori." Yori's eyes widened; she was just about to cry. Tears began to squeeze their way out as she winced and forced them back.

"Jess you can't go! What will I do without my Prince! Jess! I-I love you too! Y-You can't! Jess you can't! I won't let you!" yelled Yori. Jess pushed Yori to the ground and stared sadly into her eyes.

"You have to understand Yori! Art is my life! I can't just let this opportunity slip! You just have to understand how I feel! I-I'll miss you! I will! I promise to see you again soon okay? Please, don't cry. Don't cry." Shouted Jess as his eyes began to water. He forced one last kiss on Yori and ran out the front door leaving her on the grass in shock.

--End of Flashback--

It's been nine since years since Jess left for Japan. Yori had learned to develop a love for art and her drawings and paintings were so emotional. She had grown into a fine young woman with long gold wavy hair and beautiful brown horse eyes. She was slender and had a smile that made you all warm inside. The only problem with her…was that she was a loner. No one talked to her because of the way she looked. The kids at school still called her ugly but not only because of the different way she looked, but because they were jealous of her beauty. Most of the girls called her names and picked on her, the boys just tried not to look at her. Even though she was a loner she had become one of the most beautiful girls in the school. But because of the teasing and the departure of Jess, she had become a quiet girl, barely talking. She felt weak without Jess and to make matters worst, a few months ago she noticed that her mother had been feeling ill lately. Everything was falling apart.

Jess and Yori had been mailing letters to each other since he left…but ever since last year he hasn't been responding. Yori began to worry that she would never be able to see his bright smile ever again. That she would never be able to tell him all her feelings and emotions that were locked up inside of her.

The bell rang as all the students gathered in the classroom. The teacher was just about to talk about their essays when suddenly, the principle assistant came running in. The teacher quickly walked outside and after a few seconds called for Yori to go to the Hospital. Her mother had fainted during her dance class!

When Yori reached the hospital her heart was beating faster than ever! She had to catch a cab to ride over but there was so much traffic that it made her anxious with fear. She asked the receptionist which room Glora Goldenfield was in. (That's her mother's name) The receptionist said on the sixth floor and Yori ran to the elevator. But it was so slow that she decided to go up the stairs. She ran as fast as she could, she wasn't very athletic. Finally after five minutes, she reached the top and raced to her mother's room.

"Mom!" shouted Yori as she gasped at her mother's sight. Her mother had her golden hair all tangled and her face looked old and wrinkled. Yori was tired as heck but quickly dropped by her mother's side. "Mom! What happened? Tell me!"

"…Honey…I-I didn't tell you before but I have cancer. It's grown pretty big lately and the doctor says it can't be helped. I-I won't live very long…" said Yori's mother.

"Mom-!" started Yori.

"Yori… please listen to me! Honey…I want you to fulfill your dream as an artist! You have the talent, the imagination. Go to Japan and attend the top art high school for young artists with special gifts; "APETW" Artistic People Entering The World. You know…the one Jess is studying at." Exclaimed Yori's mother.

"J-Jess was accepted? So that's why he stopped replying…" thought Yori.

" I've already arranged for you to stay with your aunt Kura in Japan. Please honey, don't only do this for your self but for me as well! I want to be able to see you shine, for people to notice you!" shouted Yori's mother.

"…h-how long do you have…" started Yori.

"Till tonight." Replied her mother in tears.

"T-Tonight? …Mom…I-I-I love you! You can't leave me! Don't leave me alone! You're all I have left!" shouted Yori as she stayed by her mother's side up until the last breath was taken, then… her mother died that night.

The next morning, Yori carried Frono in a little dog purse and hopped onto the first flight to Japan. After long hours…she finally reached Japan airport. She only knew a little Japanese…enough to communicate but her English was a lot stronger by far. She sighed and when she stepped off the plane, she noticed a middle-aged woman waving at her. It must be her aunt she figured. She slowly walked towards the waving woman and the woman hugged Yori tightly.

"Y-You're Yori…I just know you are. I-I've been waiting for you. I'm sorry about your mother…I'm Kura…your father's sister." Exclaimed Aunt Kura.

"…." Yori didn't say anything. She couldn't find the words to speak. She was still in shock from her mother's death.

"Let's get you home first. You were just a little baby when I saw you last. My, how you've grown into such a beautiful young lady! A nice body too, I bet you catch a lot of attention don't you? How old are you now anyway?" Exclaimed Aunt Kura. Aunt Kura had learned some English so it wasn't too bad communicating with her. Yori blushed from the compliment. From this comment she knew that she'd instantly be able to get along with her new Aunt. Yori pushed her words and came up with a weak reply.

"Umm thank you and well it sometimes happens. I'm fourteen years old. Oh and to warn you, my Japanese isn't very good…" confessed Yori.

"Don't worry darling, I don't expect your Japanese to be perfect, after all you're coming from America where you mostly speak English. While you're here you'll learn so much Japanese that soon you'll be more comfortable speaking that language instead of English." Laughed Aunt Kura.

"Jolly woman isn't she…" thought Yori.

After an hour of driving, they reached Aunt Kura's home; all the lights were on.

"Oh! Kiyoshi must be home! Oh I'm sorry you see, Kiyoshi is my son. His father died a few months ago. So now its just us two living in this small house. I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier…He's also applying for APETW high school. Don't worry, he's a pretty calm kid, he's nice and very polite; almost like you, you know? He's the same age as you too." explained Aunt Kura.

"No, no and it's fine. It'll be a new experience. I've never lived in a house with a boy before…" confessed Yori.

"Oh you're such a cute girl Yori. Please come inside and I'll introduce you to him. He speaks better English than I do." Laughed Aunt Kura.

"Umm okay." Replied Yori quietly.

"Kiyoshi dear are you home?" shouted Aunt Kura.

"Yeah mom! Be right there!" shouted Kiyoshi.

"I have someone I bet you'd love to meet." Laughed Aunt Kura.

"Whatever mom. I'll be right down, just give me a sec." Replied Kiyoshi.

"Come on Yori, let's just go into the kitchen. He'll be down soon and don't worry. He'll love to meet you." Smiled Aunt Kura. "Can I boil you some Jasmine tea?"

"Umm thank you. I'd love some." Yori replied.


AN: Okay, so that was chapter one of my new story! I hope you all enjoyed it! Please remember to please review at the end! I'd love to see what you all think; is it weird, bad, sweet, sad. Just any emotions or thoughts you may feel or think. In the next chapter…we get to meet Kiyoshi!