Hallo! [Hello!]

these little things [ ] are my translation brackets

Since many of you may not know Deutsch [German] I will translate it for you! ^-^

I suddenly woke up as Momiji slid under the covers next to me. I sat up and rubbed my eyes.

Must have been another nightmare.

"Was Momiji?" I whispered. [What]

My younger twin looked at me sadly. "Why does mama hate us?"

"What? Mama doesn't hate us!"

"Ja she does." [Yes]

"No... She- she just needs time..."

"Time to what?" He asked.

"Time... To get used to us, I guess..."

I sighed. Momiji copied me. "Why would it take this long for her to like us?"

"I dunno..." I layed back down and snuggled close to him.

I couldn't say it.

Mama doesn't like us because... Well... Because we're 'special' as papa says. Papa told us that when we were born, when mama held us for the first time, Momiji transformed into a rabbit and mama got scared. Papa took us and I then transformed into a rat. Everyone was so confused. I can only imagine what mama thought when her two newborns turned into animals.

Because of that, mama got really sick and had to stay in the hospital. When we were old enough, papa enrolled me into an all girls school while Momiji went to an all boys. That is the only time we are apart.

Mama had just came home from the hospital a month ago. The truth is; she does hate us. She can barely look at us. If we were to transform in front of her again, I know that would send her back to the hospital, so we stay home as much as possible and stay away from the opposite sex. Momiji is my only exeption. We never transform when we touch.

I woke up.

The morning, Spring breeze blew through the outside door in our room that was cracked. I smiled and looked at Momiji who was still asleep.

"Momiji!" I gently shook him awake. "Wake up!"

He sat up and rubbed his eyes. "Do you think papa went to work?"

I stood up and made my bed after he got out. "I don't know.."

I hope not.

After we got dressed for school, we sat at the table. We ate the breakfast that papa had made for us before he left. Mama came out of her room and began making her food. We made no sound. I looked down at my food and quietly finished eating. Momiji and I didn't move.

She ignored us, cooking her food. She looked so frail. So sick. So broken.

Momiji and I got up and put our dishes away as she sat at the table. We then left without a word.

"I don't think she's ever going to get used to us." Momiji pointed out, taking my hand as we walked towards our schools.

I sighed. "Maybe just a little more time..."

Momiji stopped and stared deeply into my eyes. "Momaji! It's been 6 years since she's held us! That's the only time she's ever loved us!" He looked down, tears filling his eyes. "It's my fault." He began to cry.

"No!" I hugged him. "It's not your fault. It's not even our fault! It's just who we are..." I sighed. "She can't hate us forever..."

Momiji took my hand again and rubbed his eyes. "We're gonna be late..."

We started walking again. I hated seeing him like this. He was always happy and cheerful. When he's sad, he is like an entirely different person. We stopped in front of Momiji's school.

"Be happy today." I told him. "Okay?"

He smiled at me. "Sure!"

I watched as he hurried into the school. I proceeded to mine on the next street. When I entered the building, I knew that I was late. I sighed and entered my classroom. The class giggled, whispered, and stared as I hurried to my seat. The teacher turned around.

"Nice of you to join us Miss Sohma." She scolded.

I sunk in my seat and paid attention. The girl behind me leaned forward.

"Nice of you to join us." She mocked. "You're gonna play with us later, right?"

I ignored her and focused on the teacher.

"Okay, class." She scanned the room. "Clear your desks. We're having a test."

The class replied with a groan. We did as we were told and cleared our desks. Our teacher passed out the tests. I stared blankly at mine. I had no idea what to do considering that I missed the first part of class. I filled in the answers the best I could.

When it was lunchtime, the class hurried to the cafeteria. I sat with my only friend. When I sat down, she greeted me with a big smile. One of her two front teeth were still gone from when they became loose. She was made fun of a lot for how wierdly it made her talk.

"Hello, Momaji!" She exclaimed. The girls at the next table mocked her.

"Hi." I began to eat my food. One of the popular girls sat next to me. I ignored her.

"Hey, Mamani!" She greeted.

"It's Momaji." I corrected.

"Whatever." She shrugged it off. "You gonna play with us?"

"I'll think about it." I said, just to get her to leave.

"Okay!" She jumped up and walked away.

"Oh my gosh!" My friend exclaimed. "A popular girl wants you to play with her!"

"It's no big deal." I answered.

"You gotta do it! You gotta!"

"Why?"

"To tell me how awesome it is!" She answered.

I sighed. "Fine."

I got up and put my tray away. I then went akwardly over to the girl. She grinned up at me. The other girls glared. I turned to leave. The girl grabbed my arm and sat me down next to her.

"Now you guys stop it!" She ordered. They obeyed. "Since Amaya transferred schools, we need another person to make our group an even number!" She smiled. "Now. This is Kamani!"

"Momaji." I corrected.

"Fine, whatever." She motioned to herself. "I am the group leader. You have to do everything I say! My name is Kimiko. You better remember it. Those people are my group, their names are not important." She stood up and took my hand. "Now... For your initiation..." She scanned the room.

Kimiko dragged me back to my table. The four other members followed.

"Okay!" She smiled. "You have to make fun of her." She pointed at my friend.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because I said so!" Kimiko ordered.

I stared at my friend who looked down at the table. I sighed. "No." I began to walk away until Kimiko grabbed my arm.

"What?" She dared me to repeat. "What did you just say?"

"I said no." I tried to yank my arm from her. "Now let go."

She tightened her grip. "You think that you can tell me what to do!" Her group enveloped us in a circle. "I'll teach you!"

She threw me to the ground. Her and her friends began beating on me. I didn't bother to fight back. We weren't supposed to fight.

"Come on!" Kimiko commanded. "Fight already!"

"No!" I yelled back.

She kicked me in the stomach, causing me to loose my breath. Her and her friends laughed at me. Nobody came to save me. Nobody to help me. She kept beating on me. My body ached.

"Go sit down, children!" Our teacher moved the children aside to see us. She looked at Kimiko and me, outraged. "What on earth are you doing? You both know that fighting is not permitted!"

"She- she attacked me!" Kimiko covered, bursting into tears. "I was just minding my own business when she started attacking me! I- I thought that I was gonna die!" She hugged the woman's legs. "Thank goodness you came!"

"Momaji!" She bought her lie. "Get up!" I slowly got up, my arm and stomach ached. The bell rang. "I can't believe that you would attack another student!"

"But I didn't!"

"Don't tell lies, Momaji Sohma!" She scolded. "For this disrupted behavior I will be calling your parents. I will talk to them after school."

I caught my breath. Papa will be at work! Mama will have to come! "Please, no! My mama can't come!" I pleaded.

"You should of thought of that before you decided to act out." She noticed the empty cafeteria. "Now let's get back to class."

Kimiko stuck her tongue out at me as we followed the teacher back to the classroom. When I sat down, the class was already in an uproar, discussing what happened in the cafeteria. I laid my head down on the desk. Could this day get any worse?

"I finished grading your tests." The teacher said, causing the students to quiet down.

We watched her as she began passing them back. My heart beat faster as she neared me. When she finally came to my desk, I held my breath. She slapped my paper on the desk and walked away.

I completely failed it. Not a single question right. The second test I had failed this week.