For your information, this is the original with some tweaks. I decided to stick to using this, but I will need to edit the later chapters. I thank everyone who follows and continues to read and review for my story. I do hope that you will stick with me until the end. Well, here it is, my edited Prologue.
Prologue: March 28, 1994
Tokyo Japan 11:35A.M.
Family owned hospital
Rain splashed against the windows as thunder continued to roar outside the hospital. Inside the delivery room, a woman was going through the pain of giving birth, and after a long hour of pain and suffering, her shouts and screams finally ended, but a child's cry shattered the short term silence.
"Congratulations! It's a healthy girl!" Doctor Tsunade exclaimed as she cleaned the newborn.
"Tsunade, please let me hold my daughter," the mother managed to whisper weakly to the doctor. Smiling, Tsunade handed the tired mother her now silent child and exited the room to call the nurses to clean up. After the doctor left, the father rushed into the delivery room and stumbled upon the site of his wife and newborn daughter.
The mother looked up to see her husband and returned her gaze to her beloved child. Her husband slowly made his way to his wife's side. Once he was close enough to see his daughter, he couldn't help but stare in awe. "She's beautiful, Kaori..." he said as he sat down next to his wife.
"She is truly unique..." Kaori agreed.
Unique was an appropriate adjective to describe the child because of her features. The child hair was barely noticeable for it was a light shade of pink. But when the child opened her eyes, her parents could not be more shocked because her eyes were different. The left eye was a gleaming red with a black pattern of something akin to a double-edge sycthe, and the other was a beautiful shade of green-jade with a black pupil.
Moreover, both eyes shined with intelligence beyond any normal infant's capacity. Kaori and Hikaru were shocked at the sight of their child's eyes, but both disregarded it with smiles.
"Would you like to hold her, honey?" Kaori asked her husband suddenly and was amused to see him in a slight panic.
"But what if –"
"Dear just hold your hands just like I am... Yes that's right." She lightly placed their child in his arms. "Good. Just like that." She reassured with a big smile. The sight of her husband and child was too adorable to miss out. Too bad she didn't have a camera on her.
Hikaru looked up at his wife with an adoring gaze, "Thank you, Kaori. She's beautiful just like you. We should name her now."
"You should –"
"Kaori, I know you already have a name in your head. So, what do you suggest?"
"Well... I first wanted to name her Matsumi, but I think Sakura would fit her better." Kaori shyly muttered. Hikaru chuckled at his wife's antics, but nevertheless, he wholeheartedly believed that 'Sakura' was the right choice and nodded his head in agreement.
"Well, Sakura, my sweetheart, meet your daddy and mommy," he said as he and his wife cuddled with their child. Sakura made a quiet giggle as a response to her father's response, and Kaori and Hikaru could not be any happier. The three sat closer, and Sakura's parent continued to coo and talk to their child. It was the most memorable moment of the Haruno's life. Even the winds howling and thunder illuminating the cloud-filled sky did not affect them.
Winchester, England 3:45 P.M.
Wammy's House
"Watari," a 5-year-old boy called out as he continued to chew on his Japanese delicacy, Pocky.
"Yes, L?" The said man replied as he stopped organizing the young boy's room.
"According to my calculations, there should be no rain anytime soon. Rain is supposed to fall in four weeks. Yet, why is it raining now?" He asked as he continued to watch the lightning flash in the grayish sky.
"God must be crying in heaven then," The older male stated.
"There are no such things as God," L replied bluntly.
"It depends on a person's belief, but please excuse me, L. I must go in order to prepare your lunch for the day," Watari said with a slight bow; he proceeds to exit the room.
"Oh. Watari," the older man paused and waited for more orders, "make me a chocolate cake." Watari sweat dropped and answered with a "As you wish." He then exited the room leaving the young boy to his own thoughts.
Slowly letting his eyes gaze out the window, L's attention went back to the weather. It was a mystery to him. A mystery he wanted to find answers, but he could not find any possible logical reason to this phenomenon. His calculations based on the amount of moisture, season, humidity, position of sun and clouds, and daily temperature of the past decade were absolutely accurate. 'I do not make mistakes, so why?'
'I wonder…' he thought as he bit his thumb, 'No, that is beyond a reasonable answer, superstitions do not exist. But... I am never wrong.' It pained him to try to disregard the situation, but he did his best to ignore the weather. Yet, deep inside him, there was something that continued to nag at him.
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