Life was a pain, it really was. But it was something she couldn't give up. Not after her promise to her father. She couldn't dare defy her own words that she had kept close to her heart. That simple phrase that led her to inhumanity against herself. "I won't let go of our family.." It was the start of her horrendous life, which was very hazardous, indeed. This simple promise led to her own fatalities, only to pull out of such after amazing recoveries that even the doctors were astounded of. It was her will to keep going. And her slight revengeful side that was helping her get there. But, perhaps, most of her reasons were untold. Unheard of. Maybe not even thought of. But they were. There. Living. Breathing. The reasons that kept her upright in the darnedest situations. All because of him. That one soul. Not family. Not even a friend until so recently.
It started out when Serenity was merely ten years old. Her father had been sick with pneumonia for weeks, and his health had taken a turn for the worst. Only days later after the family of three were close together, comforting one another, he died. Serenity was left alone with her mother. Of course, she loved her, but it was her father whom she loved dearly. More dearly than her own mother… The way they laughed together, discussed their problems with one another. The way he kissed her forehead goodnight after reading a fairytale to her just after he came home from work… It had all vanished. The memories were padlocked in her mind, but the elated feeling was diminished. Just like the flame of a candle. It there for so long, burning, and being supported, but it only lasts for a moment until it dies.
But the problem that was not only she had lost her father, the only male in their family, there was someone trying to take away what was rightfully her's. Her uncle. The younger, jealous beast that had always tormented her. And there wasn't anything she could do about until she had decided. The everything that she had would be terminated if she didn't step up. After a year of unplanned misery, her contemplating finally was off to a start. Serenity was going to go through with it.
Cut her hair.
Act like one of them.
Dress like one of them.
Be one of them.
She was going to prove that it didn't matter whether or not she was a female or male to inherit her belongings. She was going to go to school, and live most of her life as a boy. Her mother was against it, and pleaded for her not to do so, but her determination was far more great than her mother's woes. Besides, she had already left him. The damned woman had already given up on Serenity's father, and was beginning to get friendly with her uncle. The thought disgusted her, and as soon as she was thirteen, she left with her mother's permission and signature, to get an apartment for her thirteen-year old self. What was left, was to plan her actions and work like she was a guy for real.
It didn't take long because even despite how kind and girly she was with her family and friends, she had an instinct for what it was like with guys. She'd play with them a lot when she was younger, so that was most likely why. This fall she was beginning high school and since she was in a different district, no one would most likely know her or recognize her. She'd meet new people. And it was a good thing that she was taller than most girls her age.. Yup! She'd fit in.
Meeting him was one of the most intriguing times of Serenity's life, but she never dared to tell him that. Besides, she wasn't Serenity anymore. She was "Siren", the cool, mysterious boy at her school… His school? Whatever the case was, she was still a she, and she'd just be referred to as a "he". That was the general tone of it. And since Siren was smart, she got through the exams just fine last year, and she'd be the best this year too…
"Oi, you!"
Siren flinched at the boy's tone. So quick, and unhesitating. But wasn't that good?…
She turned, and looked at him, her deep blue eyes concentrating on his light ones. Her complexion was of a boy, but just barely feminine. It wouldn't be very easy to see that she was a girl unless he actually looked inside of her clothing, underneath her skin-tight undershirt. She didn't have any chest, so why did it matter… Siren considered herself a poor excuse for a woman anyways..
"Yes..?" Her voice was cool, and tempting. Even the unsuspecting girls swayed at her acting. Sad? A bit.
"You're in my class. Just thought I'd say "hi" and introduce myself.. I'm Katsunuma. Senri Katsunuma. I sit in the front."
So that's what his name was… Now it was familiar; the teacher called on him earlier this morning because he was dozing off.
"I'm Ser-" she caught herself just in time before saying her real name, "Siren. Siren Orihime."
"Your name's really Siren?"
"Nope. It's just a nickname. But no one will ever get me to tell them my real one. It's a secret." Her smile beamed, and she heard a few girls around the corner, obviously stalking their hero, Siren, cooing and squealing over her smile and attitude. Serenity, herself, didn't know why she was such a big hit for the feminine side of the school. Maybe it was just her.
Senri began to look around her, looking for something obviously, and squinted, "Are you sure not like some alien? This is my second year here and I've never seen a first year, or any student whoo the girls so much… You're sure you're human?" He laughed.
Siren sighed in relief, thinking that he might've noticed something about herself that made it seem like he knew she was a girl. But then she beamed up the brightest smile she could conjure, making Senri cringe at the comical light.
"Yeah, I'm sure."
After that moment, three girls hit the floor, others were still squealing in delight, and Katsunuma was laughing and patting Siren's back. "You know, I like you, kid."
She had made a friend. Not some obsessed girl that was too shy to come near. No… She met Katsunuma and that was enough.
