Broken Smile, Starless Sky
Written by: KatrinaKaiba

Disclaimer: I don't own Gravitation or some of the quotes used as Yuki's books. Why would I bother writing this if I did?

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Broken Smile, Starless Sky

By Yuki Eiri

Instead of the mostly clichéd autobiography that most readers would come to expect after a long period of contemporary writing, I decided to go a different route, I was inspired to let go of my tragic past and get a best seller all at the same time.

Everything in this book is real. Tragically, real, I have the need to warn you that there are some gruesome details in this woeful tale of mine. This is the only warning, this is not one of my fictional tales of tragedy, this is my life, or was my life rather.

Now time to face my music.

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Prologue

My first day in New York was extremely tedious; I endured two hours in a plane terminal with a bunch of ignorant people blabbering on in this foreign language that I would soon master and know as English. Seguchi Tohma, my sister's betrothed, was also speaking in this strange language with a man in a black suit.

I was only fifteen at the time but, due to my large intellect and advanced learning, I had understood some words in their conversation. I began to get weary trying to follow their conversation. Americans spoke so fast, I did not think that I would be able to survive in this insanity. I learned later, through my own personal experiences and through the encountering others with the same occurrences that I had, that most Americans looked at Tohma and I in the same way I had when we would speak Japanese. They would swear that we spoke faster.

After our trials in the airport terminal were over, Tohma was giving me his own tour of New York. I had not really cared what he was saying at the time. My ears perked up when he said something about the nature of my schooling.

"What was that Tohma?" I asked eagerly. I admit that I liked the prospect of being in a new school. In Japan, I was constantly teased about my non-Japanese looks. Maybe this time it would be different.

"You will be home schooled. We don't want to take the risk of you being teased again, right Eiri?" He asked me.

At the time, this question puzzled me. Would the children of America be as uncaring and ruthless as the children I had left in Japan? I asked, "What do you mean Tohma?"

"Eiri, I don't want you to worry about anything while we're here. This is more of a learning experience for you for the next three years. Leave the worrying to me." He said his never-fading smile in place. I nodded in respect and turned back to looking out the window, fascinated with the bright lights that stretched across the skyline, dancing like twinkling stars against the night sky. I never could have imagined what this city would have in store for me. Good and bad.

Bad being the more prominent choice of phrase for this story.

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This is the first chapter. I hope that you like it.

KatrinaKaiba