BrightRhyme: Alrightyyy, this is umm... my 3rd fanfic. The last place my stories were at the ENTIRE website got DELETED so they're gone, bye bye. But i also haven't written anything for at least two and a half years. OH MY GOSH that's a long time.... i think.

Well, i'm warning you now, i'm not the greatest writer, but i hope you enjoy it!

The best proof of love is trust ~ Dr. Joyce Brothers

Chapter One: Goodbye Toronto, Hello KarakuraTown

Hot, salty tears stream down my face as step out of my stepfather's car. I look at our new house, it's completely blurry. I blink away my tears, but they don't stop coming, they haven't stopped coming since I was told to say goodbye to Toronto, my home since I was born.

"Well, what do you think?" Hideo, my stepfather asks as he gets out of the car. He's about the same height as me, maybe a little shorter. He has plain, dark brown eyes and boring black hair, but he is nice enough. The only thing I have against him is making me move to Karakura Town.

"It's okay I guess," I reply, trying to sound a little happy. In all honesty, the house is pretty nice. It's much bigger than I thought it'd be. The front yard is green… much greener than any grass I'd seen in my old neighbourhood.

"Why don't you go see if your mother and Emi need any help? I'll get your stuff."

"Sure…" I walk up the front steps and knock on the door. It doesn't take long for my stepsister, Emi, to come to the door, "Hey…"

"Still crying kiddo?"

"Shut up…" I say wiping away my tears.

She smiles, "It's okay, we'll get through it. I mean living with you can't be that bad."

I can't help but smile, "Yeah…" Emi does get on my nerves sometimes, but as an older, wiser stepsister, she's okay most of the time. It could be worse, she could have been evil and out to make my life miserable… well, you know, more miserable then it already is. She's really pretty and I'm kind of jealous. Her hair is shoulder length and a redish brown colour, no doubt a trait from her mother, she has Hideo's plain brown eyes, but they suit her better. She's about two and half years older than me and she's exactly the same height as me, so I borrow her clothes all the time and she borrows mine… sometimes. "You gonna stand there all day?" I shake my head and walk in. The house looked a lot bigger from the outside. "Itoko, guess who's here?" Emi calls to my mother.

"Bring her upstairs!" comes the familiar voice of my mother.

"C'mon, we've got a surprise for you."

"Can't be any worse then picking me up and forcing me to come here…" I say following her up the stairs. She leads me into a room where we find my mother.

"Hey Sweetie," My mother comes and hugs me. I return the hug, forcing myself to smile. She looks at me, "You've been crying again, haven't you…?"

"No, what makes you think that?" I'm a pathetic liar.

"You can't fool me," she smiles, "I know it hurts to leave everything back home, but you'll soon like it here, I promise," she brushes my blonde bangs from my face.

"Okay…" I say.

Neither of us noticed when Emi slipped out of the room, "So, like your new room?" Mom takes my hand and shows me the room.

"M-my room?" I look around the room. It's spacious, give or take the space taken up by the desk, the dresser, the night tables on either side of the canopy bed. "Is that what I think it is?" I walk over a glass door across the room.

"Yup, you're very own balcony."

I stand and look out the door, "Is this a bribe?"

"H-how can you say that!"

"Is it?" I look at my mother. We don't look anything alike. Her hair is jet black and her skin pale but pretty, her eyes are an almost black blue, "Are you just giving me this room and everything in it because you feel bad for making me move?"

"Partly…" she finally answers, "I thought having this room would make you feel better, that you would let go."

"I'll never let go Mom… everything I've left behind is practically part of my DNA…" I force a smile, "But I've left it behind because I want to see you happy. And if you want to be happy here, then, I'll just have to suck it up and learn to be happy here too."

"Thank you," she smiles at me and just like when I was a kid, she kisses my forehead. "You've had a long day, you relax, I'll help you unpack tomorrow," I watch as she leaves my room.

Silently I go over to the mirror and sit on the padded stool. The only thing on the dresser is one of my many brushes. Hideo hasn't brought my things up yet and the rest of my things won't be here for another week or so. I sigh as I look at my face. My eyes are puffy and slightly red from crying, the tears have slowed down… I'm probably running out of them. My eyes are dark, not the happy turquoise it usually was. My golden blonde hair is messy, no doubt full of tangles from my rebellious neglect not to comb it. I pick up the brush and comb through my hair, "Hm, not as bad as I thought," it isn't too tangled afterall.

Putting down the brush, I get up from the dresser. I unlock the balcony door and go outside. My room is in the front, but not dead center. I lean on the black railing. A gentle breeze blows my hair out of my face, drying the tears on my cheeks, leaving sticky streaks. "Hello Karakura Town… I'm Kara Harada. It's nice to meet you… I guess…Hmm, just what do you have in store for me?"

BrightRhyme: Well.... i hope you guys liked the first chapter... It was kinda boring... well, it was just to introduce Kara and her family. Next one will be better, I hope... Read and review please? Oh and be nice please :)