Disclaimer: I do not own Yotsuba, the talented Kiyohiko Azuma does. This is just a tribute to the adorable character that has been created.

Yotsuba& The acceptance letter

The sun shined down brightly upon the small front garden as Yotsuba Koiwai busily ran around, bare feet hitting the solid ground. She brushed the faint dust from the dry ground off her face, and looked upwards grinning. She dropped the empty bucket on the floor and watched as it slowly rolled away. She sat down and slowly began to pick it up, when she noticed Fuka slowly riding past on her bicycle.

Yotsuba stood up, waving frantically. Fuka slowly brought the bike to a halt.

"Hi Fuka!" yelled Yotsuba rushing forwards, narrowly avoiding the bucket lying on the floor.

"Oh hello Yotsuba" said Fuka climbing off of her bike. "What's going on?"

"I think I'm going to scowl soon."

"Scowl?" asked Fuka curiously.

"Yeah! My Dad sent off a piece of paper to a scowl and I get to go soon" replied Yotsuba, leaning up on the small fence. "My Dad says it'll be an important day."

"Scowl? Oh do you mean school?" asked Fuka, "It's almost April."

"Scowl? Yeah that's what I said" replied Yotsuba.

"And you're six now aren't you Yotsuba?"

"Yeah six! I had a birthday! I got presents and you were there remember!"

"Yeah I remember" said Fuka, remembering the way the small girl had devoured her cake. And her fathers piece of cake. And the way she had eyed up Fuka's own piece of cake. Fuka suddenly looked up at the sky. If Yotsuba was going to start school soon…that meant high school would be starting again. Great.

"I like having birthdays!" said Yotsuba, "They're fun."

"Yeah they can be" said Fuka. "Now then do you know what happens at school?"

"Nope!" yelled Yotsuba. "Do you go to school?!"

"Well I go to High school" replied Fuka, "It's a version of school for older people.- teenagers."

"What's a teenager?" asked Yotsuba.

"That's not important" said Fuka crouching down, looking across at Yotsuba. "School…well it's hard to explain without you actually experiencing it. But basically you get taught things…"

"Like how to make cookies?"

"Maybe. You spend time in a classroom- a room, with other children."

"Like Ena?" asked Yotsuba.

"Well, not Ena, she'll be in a higher year then you." Why am I saying all of this though Fuka to herself. Yotsuba looked up at her with slightly glazed eyes as the information passed over her. "However you might be at the same school- so you might get to see her."

"I'll have to say hello to Ena."

"Well Yotsuba, I wish you good luck. I have to go and sort some things out. The vacation ended a bit quicker then I was expecting it to." Yotsuba continued to look up at Fuka with part awe, part expectation. Fuka bowed. "Goodbye Yotsuba-chan."

"Yaay! Goodbye Fuka!"

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Several more hours past before Yotsuba finally decided to go back inside the house. Mr. Koiwai, fresh from another three hour stint translating stood and watched as Yotsuba slowly entered the room. Before then noticing the bottom of her feet were covered with a fine layer of dry dirt. A short wash later and the two returned to the main room.

Yotsuba sat down cross legged, looking up at the AC eagerly. Koiwai disappeared for a moment before returning with a piece of paper. Yotsuba looked up at it eagerly.

"What's that?!"

"A piece of paper" replied Koiwai.

"Huh?"

"It's a letter from the school I applied for. Well applied for you, not myself."

"What does it say?!"

He glanced down at the piece of paper. He'd have to explain half of the words written. Might as well just tell her the general message. "Congratulations, you are now a member of the Daigakuimo School. Well more specifically the elementary school."

"Wow!"

"Well done" replied Koiwai, patting the small girl on the head. "It's one of the more reputable schools around here."

"I don't know what that means!"

"And I think your friend next door goes there as well. The youngest one."

"Ena?"

"Yep."

"I'll have to remember to say hello to her."

"Yeah. And just think, you'll be able to make even more friends."

"Friends! Friends" chanted Yotsuba.

Koiwai stood up, gripping the piece of paper. Time to put it in the thick wooden memory collection box…along with numerous pictures, and certain documentation.

"Hey Dad!"

"Yes?"

"What's school?"