I finally got up the nerve to start this. This is my second chapter fic that I'm getting to work on, even though I just got the first chapter of my other fic down. I'm doing this before I get too lazy and not start it at all. My muses to help me are my dark and light halves. LM.DM.

LM: Alright, the pairing is undecided so far and the main focus is the spirit's past. Wolf's doing this because she got the crazy question in her head on where the spirit came from. This is her story. DM.

DM: (growls) I know I know. Ahem. Disclaimer: Wolf from the Hidden Flames doesn't own Baten Kaitos or its characters. She doesn't own the idea of the spirit, but the personality's hers. So there.

Wolf: On with the fic! Enjoy.

Through My Eyes

Chapter 1 Remembering

Fire!

No…fiery hair.

Horns.

Impact.

Darkness.

Brown eyes snapped open as the dream faded into nothingness. A slender creamy-skinned figure shot up as cold sweat trickled its way down the sides of the person's head. Tendrils of light brown hair fell down the young girl's back in wet waves. Her eyes were filled with the usual fear and confusion that only a nightmare could bring. Her breath came in sharp and fast wheezes. Her hands shook as she brought them up to steady her dizzy head. She murmurred as her eyes closed and the dream's last images swirled in her mind, bewilderment causing her to feel light-headed. Nausea erupted into her stomach and the girl's hand flew to her mouth to stop whatever dinner she had last night from coming back to say hello. Just as she was about to bolt to her bathroom an authoritive voice cut through morning's silence.

"Katana! Come on! Get up, breakfast's ready!"

Katana blinked as the voice faded. She looked around her room, her nausea gone from the familiar voice's call. Giving a heavy sigh, she threw off her covers and crossed to her bathroom. The bathroom's white, green-speckled tiles dripped with water as she turned the sprayer knob. Slinking off her white nightgown, Katana stepped into the tub and shivered as she felt the icy water dance upon her skin. Leaning her head onto the tiled wall, she closed her eyes and thought about the strange dream she'd had. The dark images had appeared in her dreams for the last couple of months. Ever since...ever since I left Kalas, she thought mournfully. Thinking of the blue-haired man caused bitter tears to swirl in her eyes and, in a huff, she pounded against the wall. The vibrations coursed along the walls of the building and into the kitchen, shaking them just a little. Though it was enough for the red-haired woman at the stove to notice. Her emerald eyes widened and she looked up the stairs. Frowning, she quickly crossed the kitchen and in moments was at Katana's room.

She pushed the cream-painted door aside and peeked in. The brunette was just stepping out of the shower, a towel wrapped snugly around her. Innocent brown eyes met cold emerald orbs as the orbs narrowed. Katana knew she was in for a lecture. She gave a dejected sigh and walked to her closet as her sister sat down on the bed. Opening the wooden doors she snagged a pale green shirt and a pair of khaki cargo pants, watching her older sister out of the corner of her eye.

The tall woman merely poked at the blue bedcovers and sighed. She turned to Katana and watched as her sister changed. She blinked as the young teenager fumbled with her long hair. The untamed tresses swished in front of her eyes, causing quite an annoyance. Chuckling, the redhead stood up and walked to her.

"Here," she said as she grabbed a band and pulled the soft brown locks into a messy ponytail.

Katana huffed as oxygen made its way into her released mouth that'd been blocked from the shirt's collar. She smiled as she replied, "Thanks."

The older of the two sighed once again and placed her head on her sister's hair. Katana turned to look at her full length mirror and blinked at her sis. The woman had her eyes closed and her fiery hair mingled with her own chocolate tresses. Wait. Fiery hair? She gasped slightly as the dream came back to her. She'd seen red hair in her dream. Just like her sister's. Katana trembled at what the thought might mean. Feeling the small shivers, the woman's eyes opened and she looked down. She frowned again and pressed a hand on Katana's back.

"Hey baby. What's wrong?" she cooed.

Katana grimaced at the old nickname, her dream forgotten. She whined, " I'm not a baby anymore Ayumi."

Ayumi's long rumble of laughter didn't make Katana feel any better. She huffed and pulled away from her. Glaring, she walked back to her closet and pulled on a white vest. Ayumi's laughter died down and her green orbs twinkled with utter amusement. Katana growled at her and walked to her bed. She pulled the covers straight and looked up as Ayumi stood in her line of vision. The redhead gave her a toothy grin and Katana fought the urge to growl again. Her sister was teasing her. She always had that playful spark in her eyes when she was. Ayumi shifted and wrapped her arms behind her sister's waist.

She cooed again, "Come on baby, don't be like that. I'm not letting go until you say you're not angry."

Katana's face turned a nice shade of red and she yelled, wiggling in her sister's grasp. "Quit calling me that!" she whined.

Ayumi gave another deep laugh and let go, watching her sis fix her bed. Chuckling, she shook her head and walked to the door. She turned just before she left. She grinned as she said, "Come down. Breakfast is ready...baby."

Ayumi laughed as she scurried down the stairs, hearing Katana's outraged cries. The morning had just begun.

"I will make sure you don't survive this time guardian spirit," a dark voice growled as ruby eyes gleamed, watching a crystal sphere. "This time, the spirit god will not be able to save you."

Wolf: (sigh) So there you have it. My first chapter of my Baten Kaitos fic. Like it? Love it? Hate it? Tell me what you think.

DM: And leave a review or I'll...

LM: (covers DM's mouth) And she'll give you cookies. Isn't that right hon?

DM: (glares)

Wolf: Um yeah, just tell me what you think.